Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Isn't that a bitch?She will too.

Tong Yaoyao didn't let her have an easy time, and she wouldn't let her have an easy time either!

It was obvious that she didn't cherish Qiao Zhanbei at the beginning, and now she is obviously a third party, but she still talks about old feelings with Qiao Zhanbei in front of her.

Ye Mian called out "husband" and Qiao Zhanbei's heart went numb. He was in a trance for a moment, and he soon woke up, feeling that she was protesting against Tong Yaoyao.

Was he jealous, or did he deliberately piss her off?

Obviously the latter.

A few days ago I asked her to go home and live, but she still refused.

"Okay." The man agreed with his lips raised.

Hearing this, Ye Mian rested her head on Qiao Zhanbei's shoulder, and she glanced provocatively at Tong Yaoyao.

I saw her face turned red and pale.

Ye Mian was in a great mood, and looked at Qiao Zhanbei again, imitating Tong Yaoyao's voice:

"Husband, grandma called me again today and asked me to give birth to her a big, fat great-grandson. Let's work hard tonight, shall we?"

After saying that, she kept blinking at him, pinched his arm quietly, hoping that he could cooperate with her in acting, and give her some dignity as a wife in front of Tong Yaoyao, her ex.

Qiao Zhanbei's Adam's apple slid up and down, looked at her, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Ye Mian was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that if he really cooperated, wouldn't he be afraid to piss off his precious first love to death?

Seeing their wives and husbands singing and loving each other, Tong Yaoyao looked at Qiao Zhanbei affectionately, and the tears that had just stopped not long ago were about to come out of her eyes again.

Qiao Zhanbei deliberately didn't look into her eyes, he made it clear to her last time.

"Husband, it's getting late, let's go through the formalities. Miss Tong, I won't disturb your rest." Ye Mian smiled at Tong Yaoyao.

"You, you go slowly, I won't send you off." Tong Yaoyao forced a smile on her face, and after she finished speaking, she walked to the hospital bed, lay down on the edge of the bed, and began to cry sobbingly.

Before Qiao Zhanbei left, she began to feel heartbroken, and it was obvious that she was crying for him.

Do men like to watch women cry, make trouble and hang themselves?

Qiao Zhanbei left the ward before her, and told the bodyguards to look at Tong Yaoyao. She was not in a good mood recently, and she lost control of her emotions and committed suicide last time.

He was worried that something would happen to her again.

"Let the nurse keep an eye on her. If anything happens to her, you are the only ones I can ask!"

As soon as Ye Mian left the ward, she heard Qiao Zhanbei's cold command.

He still cared so much about Tong Yaoyao, just now he just gave her this wife a little face.

She let out a long breath of depression in her heart, didn't call him, and walked away alone.

After just explaining a few words to the bodyguard, she disappeared. Qiao Zhanbei stood in the hospital aisle, his heart gradually cooling down. He actually took what she said a little seriously. The man laughed at himself.

He found Ye Mian in the ward, she was packing her belongings, she could indeed be discharged.

Qiao Zhanbei personally went to help her get discharged from the hospital.

Ye Mian's wound has healed and scabs formed. The doctor told him that he can't get wet, and he can't pick the scab off manually. He has to wait for it to fall off naturally to minimize the risk of scarring.

"Come home with me. I'm worried about you living in the apartment alone, and you have to continue to send bodyguards to watch over you. You're also uncomfortable. There are many nannies at home, so I can take care of you."

At the door of the ward, Qiao Zhanbei looked at her and proposed seriously.

Ye Mian thought about it too.

He doesn't love her, but he really cares about her, and she doesn't want to be watched by bodyguards every day.

"Okay." She agreed.

Back at her and Qiao Zhanbei's home again, Ye Mian had just entered the villa yard, and immediately ran to her former small garden to see which flowers and plants were still standing.

Unexpectedly, the flowers and plants in the small garden are still very energetic, as if someone has carefully taken care of them.

Seeing Ye Mian's return, Auntie Wu, the nanny, stepped forward joyfully, looked at Ye Mian who was sitting in the hanging basket chair, swinging leisurely on the swing, and said cheerfully:

"Young Mistress, your little garden, the Young Master often asks the master gardener from the old house to take care of it. He knows that you care about these flowers and plants."

Ye Mian was taken aback, a little unbelievable.

Qiao Zhanbei could even throw away the presents she gave him like shoes, so how could he still care about her flowers and plants.

I thought that Aunt Wu must have said these words on purpose, and wanted her not to get a divorce, right?

Aunt Wu was transferred from the old house by Qiao's mother to use them. She used to keep an eye on the couple's affairs and quietly reported to Qiao's mother.

In order to stabilize Mother Qiao's emotions, she and Qiao Zhanbei often acted in front of Aunt Wu.

After Qiao's mother underwent tumor resection, she had no recurrence for more than two years. Now, Qiao Zhanbei is also the head of the family, and they have not kept anything from Aunt Wu.

She regained her senses and asked Aunt Wu to bring scissors and a basket. She cut some blooming flowers and carried them upstairs.

At sunset, the room hadn’t turned on the lights yet, and the outside light came in from the south-facing high-ceilinged floor-to-ceiling arched windows. The indoor light was half-bright and half-dark, like the atmosphere in a literary movie.

A woman in a suspender dress with slightly curly long hair took out a rose from the basket and trimmed it to a suitable length with scissors.

She smelled the fragrance of the flowers before putting the flowers in the vase.

Qiao Zhanbei came in, looked at this beautiful picture like an image, and couldn't help but stop to appreciate it.

He had noticed before that she was a person who loved life very much. Although she was always busy with him, whenever she was free, she would go to her small garden and play with these flowers and plants.

Some time ago, she moved out, and seeing the weeds gradually growing in the small garden, he was not used to seeing her busy inside.

He didn't think it before, but after she left, he realized that she was everywhere in his work and life.

After Ye Mian placed the vase in the most suitable position, she smiled from the bottom of her heart.She looked at the familiar bedroom and looked at the scenery outside the window. She found that she was still attached to this home.

Her and Qiao Zhanbei's home.

Before she got married, she never expected to be his wife in this life. For a long time after marriage, when she woke up and looked at him on the other side of the big bed, she felt unreal.

It was only in the past year or so that he really regarded him as her husband and regarded this as their home. The premise was that, she thought, he also accepted her as his wife.

result……

After so many days, thinking about the divorce, she still feels sore in her heart.

*

I was hospitalized for more than ten days, and I scrubbed my body every day, which was very uncomfortable.

At that time, Ye Mian was lying in the jacuzzi, enjoying the floral essential oil bubble bath in a relaxed way.

Qiao Zhanbei knocked on the door anxiously, Ye Mian saw that his whole body was covered by bubbles, only his face was exposed, and let him in.

Seeing that her wound was not wet, he was relieved and asked, "Would you like to wash your hair?"

Remembering the last time he helped him wash his hair and they kissed passionately, Ye Mian couldn't help swallowing.

However, it was time for her to wash her hair.