Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

"You're drinking again." Ye Mian raised her face, stared at him with almond eyes, and accused him.

His suit was open, his shirt collar was unbuttoned, his tie was loosened, his back was slightly arched, and he looked down at himself with a smile on his lips.

The man's deep eyes were fixed on her puffy little face, and he held half of her cheek with one hand. Her face was so small that he could completely cover it with one hand.

He gently stroked the rough scar on his skin with his fingertips, his eyes dimmed.

In the vase beside her was the bouquet of roses that he gave her when he gave her the diamond ring that day. It was naturally dried into dried flowers, a little faded, a little old, but with a different kind of aesthetic feeling.

He remembered that when he went to the flower shop to buy flowers for her that day, the clerk introduced that the flower language of this rose was "meet by chance".

meet by chance.

It fits them well.

He kept looking at himself in silence, his bottomless black eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Ye Mian wanted to break away from him.

"I'm not in a good mood. When my second uncle persuaded me to drink at night, I drank a few more glasses." He then explained slowly.

Just finished speaking, his chin rested on her shoulder, leaning heavily on her.

Hearing that he was in a bad mood, Ye Mian embraced him with her backhand in distress, stroked his back lightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Didn't the company survive the crisis?

"Because Tong Yaoyao..." After Qiao Zhanbei finished speaking, he buried his face in the side of her neck, sucking her breath deeply.

Ye Mian was overturned in an instant, his heart was so sour, he couldn't see him drinking and getting drunk for that woman.

"It was also today that my perception of her was completely overturned." He raised his head, looked at her and said.

Today, he saw Tong Yaoyao's true face, he should be very shocked, right?However, she didn't want to listen to everything he said about Tong Yaoyao.

Ye Mian pushed him away to pour water for him.

Qiao Zhanbei took off his suit jacket and tie, and hung them on the hanger. When he walked to the living room, he hugged her by the waist again, and they fell into the sofa together.

She was sitting in his arms, the man clinging to her childishly, reeking of alcohol, but she didn't hate or reject such intimacy.

Not letting him smoke and drink is also because it hurts his health.

"Drink water." She picked up the cup and fed it to his mouth.

The man obediently drank half a glass of water.

"I've always thought that she is an innocent, harmless, innocent and innocent girl who is always like sunshine to me, cheerful and enthusiastic. When she was young, she chased me and called me brother every day. I also treated her like a younger sister... "

"I have never chased a girl, and there is no girl who has been chasing me for so many years like her. I thought she loved me. So before I went abroad to study, in order to give her an explanation, I made an engagement with the Tong family."

"In retrospect, she chased me so much only because I am the grandson of Qiao's parents and the heir of the Qiao Group. What she loves is my identity, not me. She doesn't believe that I can lead Qiao's out of crisis..." Qiao Zhanbei laughed at himself.

Ye Mian also smiled sadly, and murmured: "I believed back then that you could turn the tide, and grandparents also believed in you."

The first time I saw him, I felt that he existed like a god, that was the girl's love brain.Later, after getting to know his excellence little by little, I realized that he is a real god.

"At that time, I broke up with Tong Yaoyao because of Tong Yaoyao. I fell into a coma in a car accident, and I was quietly depressed. After she woke up, she told me that the breakup was forced by my family. I easily believed it. It's so stupid... "

He murmured to himself that he was really drunk.

The corner of Ye Mian's mouth twitched, and she complained about him: "At that time, you blindly believed everything she said, and asked me to apologize to her."

Qiao Zhanbei gave an "um" and muttered, "I'm sorry, I was stupid, thinking she was really weak..."

"The worst thing is that you divorced me because of her." Ye Mian's eyes fell on the Suzhou embroidery painting on the TV cabinet, her nose was sore, and a rush of impulse surged up, she said in a hoarse voice:

"Qiao Zhanbei, do you know that I have a crush on—"

"Mianmian, I'm divorcing you, not..."

Qiao Zhanbei interrupted her and murmured.

He put his face against her back, rubbed against her nightgown, adjusted a comfortable posture, smelled her breath, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Mian waited for a long time, but did not wait for him to speak, until a man's low snoring sound came from behind.

She laughed at herself, she almost told him about her crush on him for ten years just now.

Qiao Zhanbei woke up the next day, on the sofa in Ye Mian's apartment. After a hangover, he had a splitting headache. He only remembered holding her last night and seemed to say a lot of things, all of which seemed to be about Tong Yaoyao.

It's embarrassing enough.

He pretended to have completely forgotten, got up and walked to the kitchen, looked at the figure who was busy by the stove, walked behind her, hugged her from behind, and kissed her on the cheek: "Morning!"

Ye Mian frowned, and said in disgust, "Go take a shower, I sent you a set of changing clothes."

"Thank you, Mrs. Qiao is really virtuous." He looked at her with a smile and said sincerely.

Ten years ago, the little girl as bright as the moonlight he saw for the first time turned out to be his wife now.

Three years ago, when Ms. Tang forced him to marry her, he still had a hundred thousand reluctances in his heart. Now he wished he could kneel down and beg her not to get a divorce.

"Qiao Zhanbei, you're going to be late. I'm going to the store soon, so stop making trouble." She smelled of alcohol, kissing her was not enough, she had to be kissed.

Ye Mian avoided his kiss and lightly kicked his calf.

Qiao Zhanbei smiled and let go of her reluctantly.

After he went to wash up, he changed into a suit with a tie hanging around his neck, and went to the kitchen to help her serve the dishes, and the two sat down to have breakfast together.

Such a scene has not been seen for a long time.

After dinner, Ye Mian wanted to clean up the dishes, but he stopped him, "Sit down, I'll clean up later."

"When will you move back home?" Qiao Zhanbei asked seriously, looking at her across the way.

Moving back home means not getting a divorce.

Ye Mian looked at him, speechless.

"When you mentioned the divorce last time, you said that if there is no matter about the Tong family, you can still make do with me. Now, continue to make do with me. However, I am not make do. You are a good wife, I will I cherish it, and I want to be a good husband, and I will be a good father in the future."

He looked at her devoutly, letting go of his pride, with a sincere attitude.

His previous standard for another partner was to love him with all his heart, so part of the reason why he proposed to divorce her at first was that she didn't love him.

Now, for her sake, he is willing to lower this standard.

Hearing his words, Ye Mian was moved to tears. At the moment, there is no grievance or grudge from the previous generation, and she just wants to promise him and continue to believe in him.

Just when she was about to nod, their mobile phones rang at the same time.