Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned.

She was biting his Adam's apple last night, and she was still clearly in love with him, and she was going to divorce him soon.

However, the scene of her arguing with Gu Ye just now appeared in front of her eyes. Under the sun, she raised her smiling face and chatted and laughed with Gu Ye.

She had never given him such a bright smile.

Outside the window, a bird leaves the branch and soars towards the blue sky, rushing to its freedom.

Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards her.

He sat down on the separate sofa opposite her, picked up an agreement, and read it carefully.

"Compared to what Zhou Lu sent to me before, I have revised the distribution of property. I don't want any of your property. I don't deserve it. Now, I just want to quickly end this marriage that shouldn't have. Let it drag on for another day, and I hope Mr. Qiao will make it happen."

This is a marriage that shouldn't have happened.

Three years ago, she was also forced to marry him by her mother, Ms. Tang.

If it weren't for this marriage, she and that Gu Ye's child would be in soy sauce.

Qiao Zhanbei put down the agreement, looked up at her who was facing her decisively, and said slowly, "Ye Mian, I agree to divorce. I will let Ancheng arrange the specific time, and it will be within this week as soon as possible. However, it should be Divide your property, I can't lose you a penny."

At the end, I added another sentence: "You are worthy of these properties."

She was so anxious to draw a clear line with him that she even refused to take any property.

Qiao Zhan Beiji tried his best to restrain his emotions.

Is she worthy?

He never regarded her as his wife, and even divided the property after marriage with her.

Maybe it was his proud masculine pride at work.

Ye Mian thought secretly.

"Then... Thank you, Mr. Qiao." If she refuses to take it, she will be exhausted again, and the short-term pain is worse than the long-term pain.

Qiao Zhanbei's lips were stained with a faint smile, looked at her, and said with a little self-mockery: "I'm sorry, I have wronged you for the past three years."

I feel sorry for you lovers.

Ye Mian's throat choked up. During the three years of marriage, she didn't feel wronged. It was after he filed for divorce that she suffered all the wronged.

Seeing her red eyes, Qiao Zhanbei's heart clenched, and he joked with her: "Don't be wronged, you'll be relieved in a few days. From now on, if that kid surnamed Gu dares to bully you, just tell me, Qiao Zhanbei." Home is your mother's home, you know?"

His tone was getting heavier, trying to hide the emotion that was on the verge of breaking point.

After all, he quickly stood up.

As soon as he turned around, Ye Mian burst into tears.

He is so hateful, he bullied her like this, and he is still pretending to be a good person.

She really wanted to tell him that she never liked Gu Ye, but when she thought of the picture of him hugging Tong Yaoyao, she suppressed that impulse again.

"The time is set. I'll call you when the time comes." He stood at the door with his back to her and said, before she could respond, he opened the door and went out.

When closing the door, use more force than usual.

As soon as he left, Ye Mian nestled on the sofa, hugged the pillow, and wiped away tears while shedding, to prevent the tears from getting wet on the wound.

In the ear, a gentle and jade-like male voice sounded:

"You like that wild boy from the Gu family?"

Every time she thought about his question, she felt extremely wronged.

Once, when Qiao Zhanbei went back to the compound, Xu caught her arguing with Gu Ye. After dinner, he called her aside and asked her that question abruptly.

Ye Mian still clearly remembers the mood that night.

At that time, the moonlight was charming.

He was like a male protagonist who walked out of a Korean drama, with his big hands gently covering the top of her hair, and the moonlight shone on his cold white face, shining brightly.

She already liked him, and such a gentle him made her even more difficult to resist. She felt that her infatuated eyes were about to betray her, as if she was guilty of a guilty conscience, and was afraid of being seen through by him.

She quickly nodded and admitted that she deliberately made him misunderstand that she liked Gu Ye.

A 14-year-old girl, facing the person she likes, feels like a guilty conscience...

At that time, she was an orphan without father and mother, young and ineffective, and he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth... In front of him, she felt ashamed.

Over the years, she has worked hard, and finally felt that she could match him, and was about to confess to him. His ex-girlfriend woke up and he wanted a divorce.

Ye Mian wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and walked to the embroidery frame.

She can't be carried away by sentimentality, she should be happy and be free soon.

She sat down in front of the embroidery frame, tried her best to put herself into the work, and continued to embroider the cheongsam ordered by the customer who had not finished embroidering before.

After the divorce procedures are completed and the wound is healed, she will go back to her hometown in Sucheng to inherit her grandmother's mantle and revive the Ye family's time-honored embroidery studio.

*

After using the ointment sent by Gu Ye, the wound really didn't hurt very quickly, and Ye Mian slept for two or three days.During the period, Qiao Zhanbei called and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau at about [-]:[-] am on Friday to go through the formalities. He had gone on a business trip for the past two days and was nowhere to be seen.

It was the aunt of their former small family who brought her meals three times a day.

This night, just as she was about to lie down, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

As soon as the door opened, the smell of alcohol was overwhelming.

Qiao Zhanbei, who was very drunk, was supported by Ji Zhou, and stood in the empty space of the door, with a fascinated face, a cold and handsome face, and a little blush on his cheeks.

"Sister-in-law, boss is too drunk."

"It's inconvenient for you to send him home." Ye Mian looked embarrassed, seeing him drinking like this, she panicked.

His stomach just doesn't want it anymore.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to take the boss home, but he muttered that he wanted to find you." Ji Zhou also looked embarrassed, "He just complained that his stomach hurts."

Ye Mian frowned, she hesitated for a moment, then moved away, and asked Ji Zhou to help Qiao Zhanbei into the ward and put him on the accompanying bed.

After sending Ji Zhou to the door, she asked a little displeased: "What's going on tonight? Why don't you persuade him to drink less, his stomach will be perforated if he drinks like this."

"No game, just me and them, I don't know what's going on, 45-degree whiskey, drink it. I persuaded him, but he insisted on dragging me to drink. Besides, I can't persuade him. "Ji Zhou was miserable.

Ye Mian's expression softened, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Back in the ward, seeing the man curled up on the escort bed, reeking of alcohol, Ye Mian was so angry that he didn't want to care about him, but still made him a glass of honey water.

"Qiao Zhanbei, get up and drink honey water." She stood on the edge of the bed and patted him lightly.

Hearing this, he sat up obediently.

He drinks very well, even when drunk, he is relatively quiet, and he will not be irritable and make trouble.

"It's too sweet." He frowned and commented after drinking a cup of warm honey water.

Ye Mian: "..."

Some drinks are good, but he is still picky.

"Does your stomach hurt?" She couldn't help asking with concern.

He has a serious stomach problem, which was caused by drinking during the two years ago.Although he used to be a pampered young master, after taking over Qiao's, he is no different from ordinary entrepreneurial young people. He has to attend many dinners in person.

The man didn't speak, he stretched his long arms around her waist, and sat her on his lap. She got up to leave, but he pulled her back again, with his iron arms firmly around her waist, and his chin resting on her shoulders.

Ye Mian was speechless, they were going to file for a divorce tomorrow morning, and he was still hugging her so intimately.