Divorced, still making trouble?

When Qiu Ye left, He Wenyuan brushed the purple clay pot he brought to the ground, and then sat in the chair expressionlessly.

Even when he was abroad, he could clearly grasp the movements of Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Ye. Even though Ji Haodong was there after he came back, these two have always been under his control.

After finally waiting for Ji Haodong's death and the dust settled, he was able to catch him back, control him by his side and slowly transfer them, but in the end, another Ji Shaoze and Mu Zixing came out halfway.

Now Ji Mingzhe is too closely protected by these people, and the other party is completely out of his control.

In the past year, Qiu Ye has also become more and more disobedient. Apart from trusting him, he would refuse his arrangements eight out of ten times.

In the past, he could regard Qiu Ye's disobedience as his puppy's occasional fuss, which was quite interesting to watch, but now, He Wenyuan feels that Qiu Ye is also getting out of his control.

Unsatisfied with his desire for control, He Wenyuan gradually felt very irritable, and even found it unbearable. He could still remain calm and steady in front of people as usual, but as long as he was alone, his face would immediately sink.

There was a sound of iron chains rubbing against the floor, and Tong Fei, who was hiding, crawled in from the outside naked and came to He Wenyuan's side.

He stuffed the thick chain tied around his neck into the palm of He Wenyuan's hand, and then licked the former's arm flatteringly like a dog.

He Wenyuan's gloomy face finally warmed up a bit, he patted Tong Fei's head, and said, "If Ah Ye is really disobedient at all, go and kill him for me."

Tong Fei nodded obediently, with bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.

When Qiu Ye came to City C, he bought a return ticket. He didn't stay and went directly to the airport.

But when he checked in at the self-service check-in machine, he stopped touching the computer screen, then took out his mobile phone and changed the itinerary, going to City G first.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning when I left He Wenyuan's house, and I spent another four hours on the road. When I arrived in G City, it was the coldest time of night.

Qiu Ye took a taxi at the airport and reported Ji Mingzhe's address. He had an important meeting to attend tomorrow morning, but he was still impulsive.

After getting out of the taxi and feeling the freezing temperature outside, Qiu Ye remembered how cold it was in late autumn in G City.

He was only wearing a shirt and a windbreaker, and his throat was immediately itchy when he was hit by the cold wind.

Qiu Ye covered his lips and coughed a few times, walked into the community, and came to the single-family villa where Ji Mingzhe lived.

The surroundings are quiet, the villa in front of me is hidden in the hazy night, and the floor lamp emits a faint light in the yard.

Qiu Ye didn't knock on the door, he took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself, then leaned against the wall and waited slowly.

The 360-degree infrared camera hidden on the top of the doorpost silently turned around and aimed at him.

The subordinate who was staring at the surveillance inside recognized Qiu Ye, gave a surprised cry, then zoomed in on the screen for a while, then got up and left the surveillance room.

But halfway through the walk, he stopped again, wondering if he should tell Ji Mingzhe about this now.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned back, walked outside his captain's bedroom and knocked on the door.

"What's wrong?" the captain asked softly.

The young man pointed to the monitoring room, and the captain put on a coat and followed him.

"Do you think we should tell Mr. Ji?"

The captain looked at Qiu Ye in the surveillance screen and said silently for a moment, "Farewell first, let's see what he wants to do? Call Mr. Ji if there is any movement."

The subordinate nodded when he heard the words, and sat down on the chair again. The captain was woken up, and now he didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he stared at the monitor and smoked with him.

The temperature outside has dropped below zero at this moment, pointing at Qiu Ye's thin clothes, hissed, "Isn't he cold?"

The captain flicked the cigarette ash and said, "Who knows, it may be more demeanor than temperature, or people are more frost-resistant."

Qiu Ye was indeed more frost-resistant, but he couldn't hold back the cold wind from the north that pierced into the cracks in his bones. After standing for a while, he felt his body was numb from the cold.

He had to walk and jog back and forth in the complex to maintain body heat.

Finally, at six o'clock in the morning, the lights in Ji Mingzhe's bedroom came on, Qiu Ye stopped and looked up at Ji Mingzhe's room on the second floor.

The other party didn't know if he had sent him, so he opened the window and looked straight over.

Qiu Ye was slightly stunned, facing Ji Mingzhe's gaze, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile.

But Ji Mingzhe only stayed for a few seconds before leaving the window.

Qiu Ye put down the hand that wanted to say hello, and continued to wait patiently outside.

"How long has he been here?" In the room, Ji Mingzhe asked the subordinate on duty last night.

The subordinate said, "We arrived at four o'clock in the morning. I didn't wake you up because I was afraid of disturbing your rest."

Ji Mingzhe nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Half an hour later, Ji Mingzhe went out in the car.

Qiu Ye, who was waiting outside, saw him come out and tap the car window.

The car stopped, Qiu Ye opened the door and looked at Ji Mingzhe inside.

"Morning." He said with a smile.

Ji Mingzhe didn't respond, just looked at him with a cold expression.

"Can you come down for a few minutes? I have something to tell you." Qiu Ye said, "About Xiao Nian."

Ji Mingzhe stared at him for a while, then stepped out of the car.

When he stood up straight, Qiu Ye hugged him and said, "I miss you very much, I am very happy that you can come back."

He finally said what he had been wanting to say since the reunion, and did what he wanted to do.

Qiu Ye's face was icy, and the breath on his skin didn't feel much warmth, and his whole body was filled with the deep chill of late autumn. Being hugged by him, it was as if his body was wrapped in a piece of ice.

Ji Mingzhe's voice was colder than others.

"Let go."

"Let me hug you for a while, I'm going back soon." Qiu Ye said.

Ji Mingzhe's elbow hit Qiu Ye's rib that was broken last time. Qiu Ye snorted and grabbed his arm, but the other hand held him tighter.

"Please, Ji Mingzhe, let me hug you for another half a minute."

Ji Mingzhe's loaded gun had already reached his temple, "Let go of Mr. Ji."

Qiu Ye heard the slight click when the trigger was about to be pulled down, and he knew that these people would really shoot with Ji Mingzhe's acquiescence.

He had to let go.

"What happened to Xiao Nian?" Ji Mingzhe asked.

"He's fine," Qiu Ye smiled, "I just want to trick you out of the car."

I heard that Ji Mingzhe reopened the car door without saying a word, but Qiu Ye grabbed his hand from behind, "Can you take me to the airport? I have a meeting in the morning, and time is tight."

His answer was the closed car door indifferently.

Seeing the other party's car abandoning him, Qiu Ye, whose lung injury had not healed, couldn't help bending over and coughing.

After a long while, he wiped his lower lip with the back of his hand, smacking the bloody smell in his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "I don't even feel sorry for me anymore."