Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The man's heart is actually turning mountains and seas.

Today, when he watched her being questioned by the public and was helpless, Gu Ye rushed to the gate of the villa in an off-road vehicle, took the real murderer out of the car, and threw it to him.

If it wasn't for that Gu Ye, he really didn't know where to find the murderer for a while.

"Oh, then let's treat him to dinner some other day, thank you." Seeing Qiao Zhanbei's calm look when he mentioned this matter, Ye Mian said naturally without thinking too much.

She used to be as close to Gu Ye as she was to Gu Sasha, it was normal for Gu Ye to help her.Many of his former comrades-in-arms have transferred to the criminal police brigade, and it is normal for him to have news of the murderer.

"Brother Qiao, I'll help you put the bath water in. You'll feel better if you take a hot bath."

Hearing her gentle and calm voice, Qiao Zhanbei's heart felt even more uncomfortable. That Gu Ye helped her so much, but she could still be so calm and continue to take care of him thoughtfully.

Today, Tong Yaoyao's various evil deeds towards her were exposed. She should have been angry and wronged. She could even divorce and leave directly, because Tong Yaoyao harmed her so much because of him.

In the end, she had an attitude of not caring and knowing the general situation.

The more Qiao Zhanbei thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. She followed him and suffered a lot of grievances, but she still had to fulfill her promise to Ms. Tang before she died. He felt aggrieved for her.

The man took a deep breath, exhaling the depression in his heart.

Ye Mian came out of the bathroom and brought him a bathrobe and pajamas. Seeing that he seemed to be asleep, she took his hand and pulled him up.

"Qiao Zhanbei, get up and take a bath before going to sleep."

The man sat up obediently.

Ye Mian hurriedly bent over to get him slippers, and even put them on for him.

"I can do it myself." His tone was a little impatient.

Maybe he was disturbed by her in his sleep?

Ye Mian didn't bother with him, wanted to support him, but he avoided her, frowning, "Leave me alone, go rest."

"Then be careful yourself!" She looked at his back and urged.

In an instant, she herself felt that she had taken care of him too carefully, and completely ignored what Qiao's mother said before she died.

Men can't get used to it.

But she finally solved the misunderstanding with him, and he and Tong Yaoyao were completely broken. She really wanted to love him well and manage this marriage well.

Tang Wanzhou's funeral was held for five days. On the last day of the funeral, Qiao's parents pulled Ye Mian to give birth, saying that the Qiao family's family members were too weak, and that she, the eldest grandson-in-law, should give birth to the Qiao family. .

Even Qiao Jinlan, the aunt who had blushed with her before, advised her to give birth earlier.

Ye Mian blushed, and stuck to Grandma Qiao's ear, and promised in a low voice, "Grandma, Brother Qiao and I will work hard."

Qiao Zhanbei listened to a group of female elders mentioning their child from a long distance away. She didn't need to hear it clearly to know that it was giving birth. She still vividly remembered the last time she took the contraceptive pill.

Ye Mian moved back to their small home again.

Every day, she went to the shop in the shopping mall to do embroidery work on time, and came home from get off work on time. She often washed Qiao Zhanbei's hands and made soup, but he left early and returned late every day.

The second uncle repeatedly told him to take charge of the Qingzhou New City project and not let the political opponents staring at him take advantage of the loopholes, so he personally took care of every link.

This day, it was almost twelve o'clock, Qiao Zhanbei had just entered the door, when he saw the person lying on the sofa waiting for him to return late, his heart felt warm.

He put down his briefcase, walked over quietly, and sat down by the sofa.

On the dark green retro leather sofa, his wife curled up like a cat, sleeping soundly, her long curly hair covering her cheeks.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, gently brushing his hair.

There were fine black scabs on her fair cheeks.

The man's eyes sank, and his heart tightened.

This is the scab that she had after she went for a medical beauty surgery to remove the scar a few days ago.

"Honey...you're back..." Ye Mian was in a daze, and when she saw Qiao Zhanbei's handsome face, she called coquettishly.

She got up, hugged his neck childishly, and fell into his arms, muttering and complaining: "You won't come back to drink my stomach-nourishing soup..."

Qiao Zhanbei's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

Holding her delicate body, sucking her sweet breath, he couldn't help but kiss her forehead again and again.

It's not like he doesn't know how much she cares for him these days. It's as meticulous as when she first got married three years ago. At that time, she regarded him as her boss.

Now, she is determined to take him as her husband.

The next morning, when Ye Mian woke up, she was in Qiao Zhanbei's arms, looking at her.

Seeing his thin handsome face, remembering how depressed he was these days except for going out early and returning late, she couldn't help kissing his lips, and took the initiative to make him happy.

The man's heart trembled, and he clasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

His new stubble pierced her face, itching and irritating.

After a kiss, the man's black eyes were stained with lust, charming and sexy.

She was out of breath, her shoulder straps slipped down, her breasts were half naked, and there seemed to be a hook in her blurred eyes, hooking his soul.

The ambiguous fireworks exploded at one point, and the two became entangled again.

"Husband...want..."

In the waking state, she called him "husband" affectionately, and twisted the waist of the water snake to make love. Qiao Zhanbei's heart was surging, and he stretched his long arms towards the bedside table.

"No...I want to give birth to Xiaobei." Ye Mian stopped him and said with a blushing face.

She has decided to have a baby with him, and she is really determined to live with him.

Why is he so awkward?

From now on, just spoil her and love her well, and don't let her suffer any more grievances.

"I don't want it." The man panted heavily and said hoarsely.

Ye Mian's pupils trembled, what did he mean?

Qiao Zhanbei pecked her lips, hooked the corner of his mouth, "I want a little sleep."

It would be good to have a little girl like her.

Ye Mian: "..."

He was panting so much that it startled her.

While she was in a daze, the man started his man-making plan.

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In the VIP ward, Tong Yaoyao pushed the door and entered.

She walked to the hospital bed, looked at Jin Huaisu who was still in a coma and might wake up at any time, bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth.

She had to act first to get rid of this ticking time bomb.

She wandered around, and finally picked up the pillow at the end of the bed, walked to the head of the bed, and covered Jin Huaisu's face.

"Tong Yaoyao! What are you doing?" Ye Mian pushed open the door of the ward and shouted.

Hearing the sound, Tong Yaoyao quickly put down her pillow and looked at her.

Ye Mian looked at the bed, thought for a while, and then realized that the person lying on the bed was Tong Yaoyao's mother, Jin Huaisu.

"Ye Mian, why are you here? What are you doing here?" Tong Yaoyao casually threw down the pillow and asked questions without answering, proudly.

Ye Mian recalled Tong Yaoyao's appearance just now, and was still suspicious.

She came with Gu Sasha for the reexamination today. As soon as she paid the fee, Gu Sasha ran away and disappeared. She called her and said that she was in the inpatient department and asked her to come and find her.

She guessed that she was flirting again when the doctor came.

Just now, she was looking for them, and she saw a familiar figure in the ward. She took a closer look and saw that it was Tong Yaoyao. She was holding a pillow in a strange posture.

Instinctively thinking that she was doing something bad again, she rushed in without thinking.