Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

He said he came to send her off, but it didn't.

That is to say.

It was she who took his words to heart again.

In the business class, Ye Mian leaned in the seat and looked out the window, feeling the sense of loss in her heart that lasted for a long time.

At the same time of being disappointed, she was very angry at herself for not being able to live up to her expectations. She easily had illusions about him and was easily influenced by him.When will she be able to treat him as a stranger without any worries?

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, she blinked away the wetness in her eyes, swallowed the lump in her throat, and took out a book from her bag - "The Power of Now".

At this time, a familiar woody fragrance floated in the air, clear and cold, like a winter evening, in a cedar forest full of pine needles, and a faint scent of incense from a temple in the distance.

It is the base fragrance of Artisan's Road to the Underworld, her favorite flavor.

This fragrance comes from the passenger sitting next to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a male hand.The palm is wide, the fingers are long and slender, the joints are distinct, the back of the hand is full of blue veins full of strength, and the ring finger wears a silver wedding ring.

Ye Mian's gaze slowly moved up, and when she saw the face of the man next to her clearly, her pupils trembled.

She looked like she had seen a ghost.

So you don't want to see him again?

Qiao Zhanbei pursed his lips and smiled, and answered her expression lightly: "I agreed to give it to you."

Ye Mian: "..."

Is he seeing him off?

She watched him put on his seat belt in a daze, and a warm current slowly surged in her heart.

She thought he had forgotten, but in the end, he was going to send her to her destination.

Ye Mian turned her head to look out of the porthole, and secretly tightened her hands to suppress the girlish heart that was beginning to overflow.

Cheapskate.

Seeing that she ignored him, Qiao Zhanbei cursed in his heart.

They have been together day and night for three years. They always travel together. This is the first time she travels alone.

The man rested his head on the back of the chair, looked sideways, and looked at the presumptuous person in his heart with resentment in his eyes, and then he smiled knowingly.

Seeing her is a joy.

After a long time, Ye Mian gradually calmed down. She turned her head and looked at the seat a step away. The man closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

There was a faint dark blue in his eyes.

It should be left over from staying up late.

She took the blanket, leaned forward, and carefully covered him. The attentive stewardess saw this scene and came over to help. Ye Mian shook her head slightly, and covered him herself.

Just as he tucked the blanket over his shoulders, the man suddenly opened his eyes. The moment his eyes met, her heart was beating wildly, and she quickly sat back.

Covered with warmth, Qiao Zhanbei looked at the blanket on his body, then at her, his Adam's apple rolled.

She still cared about him.

After getting off the plane and seeing Qiao Zhanbei, Xu Mobai realized why he didn't get a ticket to be seated next to Ye Mian.

It was snatched by her husband.

Seeing the words "World Intangible Cultural Heritage·Su Embroidery" scrolling on the big screen at the airport, Ye Mian's chest surged with enthusiasm and a sense of pride spontaneously arose.

As soon as they got out of the gate, people from the Xu family and Qiao Zhanbei came to pick them up at the same time. In front of outsiders, Ye Mian got into Qiao Zhanbei's car after all.

"I'm near the museum, and I've arranged a small house for you, with a nanny and a driver to take care of you." In the car, he said seriously.

Ye Mian frowned, divorce would look like a divorce, why would he do this for her?

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for your kindness. I have booked a hotel. I may buy a house here in the future. I can take care of myself."

"If I don't get divorced for a day, I have this responsibility." Qiao Zhanbei was a little blocked. He knew that she would refuse, and she was always in a hurry to draw a line with him.

"Also, the mastermind behind the injury to your face has not been caught yet, so you have to pay attention to safety at all times." He loosened his tie and said again.

Thinking of this incident, he really wanted to tie her to his belt and carry her with him all the time.

Ye Mian thought about it and accepted his kindness.

The small Chinese-style building with white walls and black tiles has the characteristics of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It is built by the water, with a small courtyard. There is a museum nearby, and there are several garden scenic spots.

The interior decoration style is also Chinese retro style, all wooden furniture exudes a faint woody atmosphere, which is very old-fashioned.

Ye Mian fell in love with this place at first sight.

"If you like it, I'll let someone buy it later and put it under your name." Seeing that she liked the house very much, Qiao Zhanbei felt much better.

Ye Mian didn't speak, but just glanced at him lightly.

She doesn't want him to be nice to her anymore, she can pamper herself.

Qiao Zhanbei raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "I have to rush back to the capital, take care of yourself and call my cell phone if you need anything."

Ye Mian was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect him to leave when he arrived, she could see that he was really busy, she nodded and didn't speak.

"I'm leaving." He looked at her and said softly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that she had no intention of saying anything, he strode away.

It was only when the sound of an engine came from outside that Ye Mian came back to his senses.

Little heartless, seeing that he was leaving, he didn't say a word, and didn't come out to see him off.

Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth, turned his head, and looked at the rear window.

In the distance, her slender and lonely figure could be vaguely seen, standing alone by the side of the road, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, full of reluctance.

Ten years ago, he was in a corner of this city, and brought her back to the capital, and now, he sent her back again.

It's also a beginning and an end.

The word "end" pierced his heart.

Qiao Zhanbei took a deep breath to relieve the piercing pain in his heart.

The car was getting farther and farther away, and her vision became more and more blurred. Ye Mian swallowed her tears and cheered herself up in her heart. There will always be a period of pain when breaking up, so let it pass.

Time is the healer of wounds.

She went to Xu's house that day and brought a gift to visit her grandmother's former mentor, Xu Mobai's grandmother.

Grandma Xu is also a highly respected Suzhou embroidery master, but her health has been poor in recent years, her old eyes are dim, and she no longer uses needles.

Seeing Ye Mian, the old lady looked like Ye Mian's old grandmother was still alive, and severely tested her homework.

She tested her embroidery techniques one by one. Ye Mian used needles as pens and thread as ink to sew patterns on the thin embroidery cloth.

Grandma Xu was wearing presbyopic glasses and watching from the sidelines. Finally, she hit her with a cane and pretended to be stern and said: "For the sake of your ancestor's craftsmanship, I will forgive you on behalf of your grandma! The burden of this line of work falls on your shoulders, Master Ye."

"Grandma Xu, I will concentrate on embroidery in the future." Ye Mian promised earnestly like a good student.

But Grandma Xu laughed out loud, "I just taught you on behalf of your grandmother, you girl, you are a gift from God, your craftsmanship and spirituality are innate, others have learned it for ten or twenty years or even I can't compare to you in half my life!"

"Mian girl, have you talked about a boyfriend yet?" The old lady asked cheerfully, her eyes glanced at her grandson.