Divorced, still making trouble?

When Qiu Ye said the second sentence, the volume was neither high nor low, just enough for everyone present to hear.

The faces of the housekeeper and the driver who were waiting at the side changed. They looked at each other in embarrassment, and then lowered their heads in silence, pretending that they did not exist.

Ji Mingzhe clenched his hands hanging under his sleeves, and stared straight into Qiu Ye's eyes.

For four years, Qiu Ye has never spoken a word to him nicely.

He stabbed the knife in his heart so precisely and accurately every time.

"What's your expression?" Qiu Ye suddenly sneered, folded his arms and looked at Ji Mingzhe's thin lips with a sarcasm, "Why, do you want me to pity you?"

Ji Mingzhe didn't say a word. For some reason, he avoided Qiu Ye's gaze and just said, "Get in the car, it's cold outside."

But as soon as the words fell, the door of the hotel was pushed open, and a boy hurried out from inside.

When he saw Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Ye in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment, then stopped abruptly, and stood there in shock.

"Baby, what's the matter?" Seeing him, Qiu Ye put away his mocking expression, and winked at the boy rather ambiguously.

His pair of peach blossom eyes are romantic and good-looking, and when he smiles, the hooks at the end of his eyes are almost hooked into people's hearts.

The boy blushed. He was originally a cowboy in the bar, but was brought out by Qiu Ye tonight. Although they didn't really have sex, seeing Ji Mingzhe made him feel a little guilty and embarrassed.

But looking at Qiu Ye's attitude, it seems that the two are not in that kind of relationship.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He trotted over, first smiled at Ji Mingzhe, then handed the things in his hand to Qiu Ye, and said affectionately, "Brother, you didn't take the watch."

Ji Mingzhe's eyes fell on his hands.

"Running out without a coat because of such a thing, is it cold?" Qiu Ye rubbed the boy's hair, pushed back the thing he handed over, and his tone became gentle, "This was originally for you."

Ji Mingzhe suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qiu Ye. He didn't wear glasses, and his already pitch-black eyes couldn't see any light at the moment.

This watch was a gift he gave Qiu Ye last week.

He had given Qiu Ye a lot of things, and Qiu Ye would usually throw them to others after changing hands, Ji Mingzhe knew it all along.

But this was the first time that Qiu Ye generously handed over what he gave him to a cowherd who had just rolled over the bed sheet in front of his face.

"Qiu Ye." Ji Mingzhe called out, his voice was very hoarse, as if trying to restrain himself.

The boy was inexplicably frightened, and he didn't take the watch after he handed it out. At first, he thought that the two might be just friends, but now it looked a little different.

Qiu Ye didn't seem to hear Ji Mingzhe's words, he hooked his lips, patted the boy's shoulder casually, then pushed him forward and said, "Hey, go up."

The boy glanced at Ji Mingzhe, and took a step back hesitantly. Seeing that the other party hadn't moved, he was relieved and ran back to the hotel clutching the 80 wristwatch.

As soon as he left, Qiu Ye ignored the ugly expression on Ji Mingzhe's face, walked around him, walked to his sports car, supported it with one hand, and jumped up swiftly.

But Ji Mingzhe stood in place, clenched his teeth, his jaw line was tense, and it took him a lot of effort to clench his fists to calmly suppress all the overwhelming anger and embarrassment.

The engine sounded.

The red supercar, like a cheetah with smooth and graceful lines, rushed towards the road and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ji Mingzhe turned around and got into the car.

After arriving home, Ji Mingzhe dragged Qiu Ye into the bathroom without saying a word. He took off his coat and shirt and threw them into the trash can, then went to untie his belt.

Qiu Ye half-closed his eyes and lazily lifted his hand away.

Ji Mingzhe didn't care about his trousers any more, and turned on the shower above his head.

The cold water poured down his head unexpectedly, and Qiu Ye narrowed his eyes dangerously. When he saw Ji Mingzhe squeezed a large amount of shower gel on the bubble net, and then rubbed the hickeys on his body vigorously, He let out a sneer from his nose.

"What, you think I'm dirty?"

Ji Mingzhe pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but the strength in his hands increased a bit.

Qiu Ye's skin turned red quickly, and some places were even wiped with blood, but he leaned against the wall indifferently, admiring Ji Mingzhe's expression at the moment with his arms folded——

As long as Ji Mingzhe is in pain, he is happy.

But that's not enough...

Pausing for a moment, Qiu Ye pursed his lips and said, "But we are already divorced, and you have no right to control me from having sex with others, whether legally or emotionally."

Hearing his words, Ji Mingzhe stopped his movements, and the slender, thick black eyelashes on his eyelids trembled slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.

"Or, why don't you overcome it, after all, I think you can't do without my thing, maybe I will bring someone back in the future, and then you can have a threesome..."

"Qiu Ye!"

Ji Mingzhe finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head. Slowly, his eyes turned red when he looked at Qiu Ye, as if he was about to shed tears in the next second.

"You, you have to..."

Ji Mingzhe couldn't say the following words, but Qiu Ye suddenly got into trouble, he was grabbed by the shoulders and slammed against the wall.

The back of Ji Mingzhe's head hit the porcelain wall, and there was a muffled bang, and the sharp pain instantly made his mind go blank.

And Qiu Ye approached him suddenly in the next second, and said with a cold tone, "Don't show that expression in front of me, understand?"