Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

One is a long-time friend who repented of her marriage, and the other is an old love who has been in love for many years.

With a pale face, she stood at the door in embarrassment, in a dilemma.

Everyone also noticed Qiao Qiao standing at the door. There was a moment of silence in the room. After all, the troubles between her and Ning Yan and Gu Huaiyan were well known, and the eyes that fell on her were both pity and pity.

Gu Huai said that the kiss was over, although he still had a lot to say, but considering that Qiao Qiao was a girl, the visitor was a guest, and he didn't want to make it too ugly on the big day, so he nodded to her to resolve her embarrassment.

"Okay, the trouble is over, let's go to the private room on the third floor, there will be a venue later in the evening, so don't run away." Gu Huaiyan scolded with a smile.

Only then did everyone come to their senses, and hurriedly responded.

Ning Yan had seen Qiao Qiao long ago from the corner of his eye, but Qiao Qiao was like a stranger to him now, so he didn't even cast a glance over her.

After the long kiss, he hugged the charming girl in his arms and said to Gu Huai, "We have to go first, I won't go to the night scene, after all, I can't worry about An'an, you guys had a good time."

Lan Xin also calmed down, said goodbye to Yu Xinran reluctantly before going out with Ning Yan.

She saw Qiao Qiao and felt the indifference from Ning Yan. She had to say that Ning Yan's attitude made her feel more comfortable.

But to Qiao Qiao, Ning Yan's attitude was like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe in the cold winter, cooling her body and mind.

Her hand holding the door frame kept using force, and a piece of Koudan's exquisite nails was chopped off.

She blocked the door, Ning Yan frowned slightly, before saying anything, Qiao Qiao opened his mouth one step ahead of him, her eyes were full of grievances, she still looked soft and weak, and said shallowly: "A Yan?"

Lan Xin really didn't like Qiao Qiao's appearance, and she was disgusted by it, and hated her lingering ghost so much, before Ning Yan could open her mouth, she said coldly: "Miss Qiao, excuse me, I and My husband is anxious to go home to see my son."

Qiao Qiao faltered for a moment, and received all kinds of malicious eyes from all directions. Even though Lan Xin was not aggressive at this moment, her words were a clear reminder of how embarrassed she was.

And Lan Xin's "my husband" pleased Ning Yan, he looked down at Lan Xin's expressionless but extremely cute little face, and smiled pamperingly.

Looking at Ning Yan like this, her heart felt as if someone had clenched her heart tightly. She was in convulsive pain, and her broken little nail was aching. She forced herself to calm down.

"Ayan...why?" Qiao Qiao pursed her lips, hesitating how she should question Ning Yan's blacklisting of herself in front of so many people.

Her face was full of arrogance and grievance, but in her heart she couldn't bear the embarrassment Ning Yan gave her, as well as...resentment.

"what why?"

Ning Yan didn't treat Qiao Qiao with the same patience as he did with Lan Xin. What he said revealed a strong sense of indifference, and Lan Xin instantly locked onto Qiao Qiao's pale face.

What a familiar scene, Qiao Qiao and her are probably vivid and shocking feng shui turns.

Qiao Qiao's words were choked by Ning Yan's words, her question made her a little hard to say, she stood at the door, the lights were dazzling, and it was not only her sight that was blinded.

When she was hesitating how she should step down, her eyes suddenly shifted to the woman standing beside Ning Yan calmly, and then she said softly, "Aren't you divorced? Miss Lan, as a woman, you Do you have a little bit of reserve?"

Lan Xin was not in a hurry to answer, she suddenly began to think about when did she start to hate Qiao Qiao, it was probably the time in Mansion No. She mentioned why Gu Heng gave Qiao Qiao a heart change.

She slapped Qiao Qiao back then, but God knows, she hated Qiao Qiao to death.

All her grievances and misfortunes are inseparable from Ning Yan, but the culprit is all from Qiao Qiao.

It is simply that Qiao Qiao loves Ning Yan deeply, and Ning Yan's heart now, whether it is pretended or not, is hanging on her body.

She felt very refreshed to be able to stimulate Qiao Qiao.

There was a very light smile on her lips, she looked sideways at the handsome man in a suit and said, "You agree to our divorce?"

Ning Yan's eyebrows twitched. Even though he knew that Lan Xin's tone and attitude were meant to stimulate Qiao Qiao, it was inevitable that Ning Yan's heart still felt a pang after touching Lan Xin's dispensable tone.

His eyes narrowed slightly, unconsciously oozing danger and coldness, Qiao Qiao shrugged her shoulders unconsciously, and then heard Ning Yan's voice softly: "You said that after she moved out of Yuewan last time, Go to the two little green books you got from the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Qiao Qiao's heart shrank, and a bad premonition flashed in her heart. As expected, Ning Yan said lightly: "Qiao Qiao, I remember the last time I went to the feast to participate in the charity auction, I already told you , the divorce certificate between me and Lanxin is fake."

"It's just a small emotion between our husband and wife. Even if it makes you happy, there's no need for you to go back and forth and ask twice, right?"

The last gleam of light in Qiao Qiao's eyes was completely wiped out with Ning Yan's words. Ning Yan, the man who spoiled her into his flesh and blood became the prince charming of other women. She suppressed tears The desire, I asked myself silently in my heart.

For so many years, she has persisted for so many years and paid so much. What is the result?
"Miss Qiao, can you step aside?"

Only then did Lan Xin open her mouth, and asked slowly, her eyes were full of sarcasm, pity, and disgust, but everything stabbed Qiao Qiao's heart. Involuntarily, Qiao Qiao narrowed her eyes and looked at her. The direction looked over.

She didn't understand how an ant like Lan Xin, who used to be able to survive in vain, rode on her head and showed off his might?

She blinked her eyes quickly, not to let herself show too much grievance, and took a step back with excellent self-restraint. She seemed to understand that Ning Yan's heart was no longer on her, and now she said nothing. It is self-defeating.

"Feel sorry……"

She said these two words in a low voice, with a bit of pity for me, as if she was bearing the humiliation, which also set off Lan Xin's aggressiveness.

However, Lan Xin is no longer the person who cares about other people's senses. Following the strangeness in other people's eyes, Lan Xin stepped on high heels and walked up to Qiao Qiao in a few steps, mocking in a voice that only two people could hear. She asked: "Qiao Qiao, you are such a filthy person with such a filthy past, how did you manage to keep pestering Ning Yan endlessly? Huh?"

Qiao Qiao's face suddenly turned pale, and there was even a trend of getting whiter. Lan Xin glanced at her up and down. Qiao Qiao's body trembled a little. She suppressed the desire to cry, and she stared straight at her. With blue core.

She was so emotional that even Lan Xin, who was standing beside her, could clearly hear the clucking sound of her upper and lower teeth colliding: "You... how do you know?"

Qiao Qiao had never felt so ashamed before. The woman she regarded as her enemy knew her worst past, and even used it to tarnish her purest feelings.

Lan Xin sneered, and said slowly: "Ning Yan told me."

Those few short words pierced her heart fiercely with thunderous force, and the pain was unbearable.

Qiao Qiao's eyes turned red suddenly, and after Lan Xin clearly saw the pain and despair in her eyes, she looked back and stepped out of the door.

She let out a bad breath in her heart. To be honest, this was the first time she said such a humiliating thing, but she had endured a lot before. After venting part of it today, Lan Xin felt refreshed .

It is probably the happiest thing in this world to treat another person in the same way.

Ning Yan didn't look back at Qiao Qiao's face, and directly chased Lan Xin out of the hotel.

After he started the car, he glanced sideways at Lan Xin, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and looked in the mirror at Lan Xin, who had no makeup on. Ning Yan's jawline was tight, and he spoke in a gentle and deep voice:
"I heard."

Lan Xin paused for a moment, and only after hearing the words did she raise her eyes from the mirror, just in time to meet the man's ambiguous gaze, and Lan Xin asked indifferently: "Then what? I love you little Qingmei, this time I want to How are you going to punish me?

Ning Yan pursed her lips and was silent for a while, her voice was soft: "Xinxin, is it so tense between us when we want to talk?"

His tone was a little irritated, he stretched out his hand and loosened the collar of his jacket, and continued: "I'm not blaming you, I just think it might be inappropriate for you to say that..."

"You know very well that this incident is the deepest scar in her heart, why did you poke her wound..."

Lan Xin couldn't bear it anymore, and didn't want to listen to Ning Yan's next words at all. He reached out to open the car door beside him. The car had already been started by Ning Yan. Seeing this, Ning Yan was startled, and hurriedly stepped on the brake. Lan Xin got out of the car directly. He jumped down and slammed the car door hard.

Ning Yan's heart tightened, he got out of the car and caught up with Lan Xin in two steps, stretched out his hand to grab Lan Xin's wrist, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Xinxin, what's going on this time? Huh?"

"You care so much about your little Qingmei, why do you mind my troubles?"

Lan Xin shook her hand, and Ning Yan subconsciously squeezed her harder, pulled her into his arms, and explained helplessly: "You can't listen to me, Qiao Qiao's current situation, I'm I'm just afraid that if you stimulate her so much, she will do something irreversible in a fit of anger. Xinxin, Anan and I...can't lose you...do you understand? "