Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Xu Mobai, the baby girl she grew up with.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were fixed on the door of the hotel. He endured the convulsions, took big strides, and chased him out.

As soon as she got out of the revolving door, Xu Mobai clasped her waist with both hands, supported her, and let her get into the car. The black Bentley quickly drove away.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Zhanbei spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.The blood red contrasted against the man's cold white skin, making him look paler and sicker.

"Zhanbei!" Qin Ran turned pale with shock and yelled anxiously.

The man's eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

Just as Ye Mian got into the car, she leaned back in the chair tiredly, resting with her eyes closed.

Xu Mobai bent down to help her take off her stiletto heels, and put on comfortable slippers. Seeing that her ankles were frayed, the man frowned slightly, and took out a bandage to help her stick it on.

When he straightened up, seeing her resting with her neck tilted, Xu Mobai hooked the corners of her lips helplessly, and said in a gentle tone with a little reproach: "Slept with her neck tilted again."

She has been embroidering all year round, which hurts her cervical spine. If she doesn't pay attention to maintenance, she will suffer from cervical spondylosis at a young age.

Ye Mian slightly opened her eyes and looked at him, too lazy to move.

He had already taken the neck pillow, supported the back of her head, and put it around her neck.

Ye Mian raised her lips and said sweetly, "Brother Mobai is so kind."

She grew up following his fart since she was a child, and the most she said to him was "Brother Mobai is so kind".

The little girl's crisp voice coaxed him to want to treat her better, protect her, take care of her, and give her all the delicious and fun things.

Thinking of the past, Xu Mobai smiled knowingly. He opened the thermos and poured a small cup of warm water for her.

The car drove all the way to the hotel where they stayed.

The next day, Qiao Zhanbei opened his eyes. He was in the hospital with an IV in his hand.

He was short of breath, and his mind was full of Ye Mian's affectionately slipping into Xu Mobai's arms, hugging his waist, how the two of them were like glue, and her voice "Honey".

The man sat up suddenly, unplugged the IV, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and left the ward in an instant.

When Qin Ran rushed over with flowers in her arms, he had long since disappeared from the ward.

In the square in front of the Bvlgari Hotel, and in the rear compartment, men were puffing and puffing.

"Mr. Qiao, I checked. There is no record of my wife's stay in this hotel. Only Xu Mobai opened a presidential suite on the top floor." The subordinates in the front row reported to him.

Qiao Zhanbei's face turned livid, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, opened the door and got out of the car.

Ye Mian's hair was half dry before she heard the doorbell.

She walked to the door, turned the doorknob, and shook her messy hair, "Brother Mobai, why-"

She paused when she saw the man standing in the empty door.

The woman in the door was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and black lace was faintly visible on the chest. She wore a head of wet and slightly curly hair, and she was a little more charming and mature than before.

She really shared a room with someone surnamed Xu.

Qiao Zhanbei's thin lips were tightly pursed, and he was about to step forward.

"roll!"

Ye Mian reacted and cursed angrily.

She held the doorknob and pushed the door shut with her body. Just as the door was about to close, the man forcefully pushed it open. His long and straight body squeezed in through the crack of the door.

The door closed with a bang.

"Get out!" Ye Mian sternly stared at the man standing by the dark coffee-colored porch cabinet.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were locked presumptuously, the cruel woman who disappeared for nearly two years, no matter how hard he searched, there was no news of the cruel woman, he gritted his molars, took big steps, came up to her, and pushed her against the wall behind .

The man tightly wrapped her slender waist with one iron arm, and was about to caress her face with the other.

Ye Mian raised her hand and tried to block it, "The surname is Qiao, let me go!"

This scumbag actually came to pester her, where did he have the face?

"Are you with that Xu?" The man stared at her with scarlet eyes, and he questioned her with his voice squeezed through his teeth.

That voice was mixed with resentment, unwillingness and grievance.

As if she had betrayed him.

"Snapped!"

Ye Mian raised her hand and slapped him unceremoniously!

"Qiao Zhanbei! Be sober! We're divorced, and it doesn't matter who I'm with—uh——"

Before she finished speaking, the man held her face in both hands, pressed down his pale handsome face, and kissed her hard with his dry lips.

As if to eat her.

The long-lost masculine scent mixed with the strong smell of tobacco enveloped her, Ye Mian subconsciously resisted, clenched her teeth, and punched and kicked him.

Sucking the familiar breath that belonged to her alone, Qiao Zhanbei couldn't help rolling up and down his Adam's apple, greedily sucking her sweetness, holding her warm and real body tightly, regardless of her struggle.

Ye Mian couldn't break away from him no matter what, she was in a hurry, opened her mouth and bit his lip, biting hard, tasted the smell of blood, but he still didn't let go, as if he was willing to cling to her to death.

This mad dog.

He was ruthless to her during the divorce, and when he saw that there was a man by her side, he came to stalk her again.

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more she hated her, she punched him wildly, one of the punches hit his stomach, the man grunted, and was forced to let go of her in pain.

She pushed him away with both arms, and he staggered back a step, bowing slightly.

Blood beads stuck to Qiao Zhanbei's thin lips, dripping slowly, his face was as pale as paper, and there was a red mark on half of his cheek.

Ye Mian opened the door and yelled at him, "Go out, if you don't go out, I'll call the security guard!"

Her chest rose and fell dramatically.

Her eyes were stern and determined, and she had no attachment to him.

Qiao Zhanbei's throat tightened.

"Zhanbei!" At this moment, a woman's voice sounded outside the door.

Qin Ran hurried to find him.

Seeing Qiao Zhanbei's appearance, the woman's eyes were filled with distress.

Seeing her, Ye Mian said coldly: "Miss Qin, please take care of your man! Get him away quickly, or I'll call the police if you don't leave!"

Qiao Zhanbei took a step forward and walked out of the room by himself.

Qin Ran stepped forward to support him, seeing the blood on his chin and the way he was covering his stomach with his hands, her heart clenched.

She looked at Ye Mian in the room, and said angrily, "Did you hit him? He just had stomach bleeding, is still in the hospital, and is still a patient. Are you crazy if you still treat him like this?"

Hearing her words, Ye Mian's heart skipped a beat.

In an instant, she snorted coldly: "What does it matter to me if he dies? Take your man and get lost!"

After saying that, she slammed the door shut with a "bang".

As soon as the door closed, she leaned against the entrance cabinet, her body gradually weakened, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, his breath still remained between her lips and teeth, her mind was filled with his pale and vulnerable appearance.

However, thinking of him ruthlessly abandoning her and choosing Qinran, Ye Mian woke up instantly. She wiped away her tears and laughed at herself.

She hated him to death, but when she heard his stomach bleeding, she still felt distressed.

In the ward, Qiao Zhanbei received another drip. The man sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, his eyes fell on Qinran's white wrist, and he stared at the jade bracelet without blinking.

The man spoke without any emotion in his tone, "Take it down."