Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

She asked him: Who is Jojo's mother.

Qiao Zhanbei turned his body slightly, looked at the person close at hand, met her suspicious gaze, and felt a little sour in his heart.

He pulled the corner of his lips, and lied casually, "Qiaoqiao is an unexpected little life. After her mother gave birth to her, she didn't want her anymore. Qiaoqiao has been living with me, a single father."

Unexpected little life, single father.

He said it very tactfully, Ye Mian probably could figure out why, but he was just surprised.

A rich and handsome man like him, how can he still be dumped?

There should be as many women who admire him and pursue him as there are crucian carp in the river, right?

Surprised, she politely said: "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to offend your privacy. I seemed to hear Qiao Qiao calling her mother before, so I asked curiously."

Qiao Zhanbei smiled, fixed his eyes on her face, and said with a light smile, "It's nothing, you're being polite to me again."

His eyes fell on the small milky-yellow figure in the snow, and he said: "Qiao Qiao is getting bigger and more sensible, and often clamors for her mother."

Ye Mian looked at Qiao Qiao in the snow without a mother, and her heart tightened.

"It's the first time I've seen her fall in love with an aunt I've never met before. Thank you for playing with her all afternoon." Qiao Zhanbei's eyes fell on her face again, with a sincere tone.

"No no, I like Qiao Qiao very much, and I am very happy to build a snowman with her." Ye Mian said from the bottom of her heart.

While speaking, she looked at the snowman with a family of three in the snow with clear and bright eyes, full of joy.

The setting sun broke through the clouds at this moment, and the golden light fell on her crystal-clear side face like snow, which was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.

Qiao Zhanbei stared at the person beside him who was thinking about him day and night, his heart throbbed uncontrollably, and he tried his best to restrain the urge to hold her in his arms.

A gust of breeze blew past, bringing the man's fresh cedar-like breath, Ye Mian turned her face sideways, and inadvertently met his gaze.

His dark pupils were as quiet and mysterious as the night, and the light shining inside was unpredictable. He was looking at her, as if he wanted to see her inside.

Ye Mian's heart skipped a beat, very inexplicably.

"Auntie, Dad!" At this moment, Xiao Qiaoqiao ran towards this side, and both of them came back to their senses.

Qiao Qiao's small body rushed directly to Ye Mian, hugged her thigh, buried her small face in her abdomen, sucking the smell of her mother deeply.

Looking at the little man on her stomach, Ye Mian's heart felt warm, and the corners of her lips rose.

At this moment, Qiao Zhanbei pinched Qiao Qiao's armpit, raised her above her head, and lowered her into his arms.

"Qiao Qiao, are you hungry? Let's treat my aunt to dinner tonight, and thank her for playing with us all afternoon, okay?" Qiao Zhanbei asked the little girl in his arms.

Of course good!

She hasn't eaten with her mother for a long time.

Little Qiaoqiao nodded heavily, looked at Ye Mian, eyes full of attachment, "Mianmian, I would like to treat you to dinner, is that okay?"

I don't want to call her "Auntie", but "Mianmian", she used to call her that often.

Jojo thought to himself.

Hearing the little man's crisp voice and the words spoken by her little adult, Ye Mian's heart was so soft that she gently pinched her smooth and tender cheeks.

"Okay, Mianmian really wants to have dinner with Qiaoqiao!"

A family of three faced the setting sun and walked towards the gate of the garden, leaving a family of three snowmen in the snow, facing the golden setting sun, smiling brightly.

Qiao Zhanbei booked a box and ate special Soviet-style dishes.

He observed that although Ye Mian lost all his memories, his taste and habits did not change.

Opposite the square dining table, Qiao Qiao was sitting in a child seat, Ye Mian was feeding her from time to time with her face sideways.

"Qiao Qiao, this is sweet and sour lotus root slices, here, take a bite." Ye Mian took a piece of lotus root slices and fed it to Qiao Qiao's mouth.

Qiao Zhanbei was wearing disposable gloves. At this time, his movements of peeling shrimps paused slightly. Qiao Qiao hated eating lotus root the most. He was about to speak when the little girl had already opened her mouth and was still squinting and smiling. her mother.

The man's heart tightened suddenly.

He understood the little girl's mind, if Ye Mian hadn't lost her memory, seeing Qiao Qiao like this would make her heart ache to death.The little girl never asked her mother to feed her before, and she was also very picky about food.

The lotus root slices are so unpalatable, there is a "creaking" sound when biting, which is uncomfortable.However, Mianmian doesn't remember her anymore, and she will like her more if she behaves better.

Little Qiaoqiao thought secretly.

Ye Mian looked at the plate of prawns in front of her, and wanted to move her chopsticks a few times, thinking that she had to wear gloves to peel the shells, and felt lazy again, so she gave up.

At this time, a small dish of peeled shrimp tails was pushed in front of her. With her eyes shining, she raised her head and met the handsome smiling face of the man.

He said softly, "Use it slowly."

Ye Mian stared blankly at the opposite side, slowly took off the disposable gloves, a man of the boss level.

He even peeled a plate of shrimp for her...

When she especially craves shrimp.

"Mianmian, eat quickly, eat more." You love shrimp most, and it's dad who helps you peel the shrimp shells.

Jojo didn't dare to say the following words.

The corners of Ye Mian's mouth curled up involuntarily, she was no longer reserved and polite, dipped in vinegar, and gorged on the meaty prawns.

You don't have to peel the shrimp shells yourself, it's a joy to eat.

Qiao Zhanbei drank Wenbai Kai, looked at her happily eating, his eyes were full of smiles and pampering.

After the family of three had dinner, the father and daughter sent Ye Mian back to the hotel first.

Jojo fell asleep in the car.

Ye Mian sat next to the child safety seat, and by the light in the car, carefully looked at the baby's sleeping face, and occasionally approached her to suck the faint fragrance of pure milk on her body.

There is an inexplicable feeling of comfort.

Qiao Zhanbei glanced at this scene out of the corner of his eye, his Adam's apple rolled.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Ye Mian touched Qiao Qiao's face reluctantly, said "goodbye" to her in her heart, and got out of the car quickly.

Qiao Qiao opened his eyes, only the uncle the driver was left in the car, not his mother.

She quickly opened the car door and got out of the car, only to see her mother go up the steps at the entrance of the hotel, and her father walking towards this side.

Mom is leaving again.

Qiao Qiao curled her mouth, she forcefully forced back tears, and the small figure ran towards the door of the hotel quickly.

"Jojo!"

Seeing Qiao Qiao running towards her, Qiao Zhanbei stepped forward and hugged her.

"Mom—" Qiao Qiao just yelled, but quickly stopped, she said loudly: "Dad, I want to be with Mian Mian!"

She struggled constantly in her father's arms.

"Qiao Qiao, good boy, you can't do this." Qiao Zhanbei said in a deep voice.

Qiaoqiao refused to listen, and struggled away from her father's arms with all her strength.

"Mianmian!"

Ye Mian's heart was empty, when she heard a crying girl's voice, she turned around.

I saw the little milky-yellow figure climbed up the steps, ran up to her, and threw herself on her belly. The little figure looked up at him with teary eyes.

She cried: "Mianmian, I want to be with you, okay?"