Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The large study room on the third floor of the villa is dimly lit.Only the retro green desk lamp on the table gave off a hazy yellow light, illuminating the lower half of the man's face.

The jaw line is clear and smooth, and around the pale and dry thin lips, there are faint blue stubbles.

He sat there motionless like a statue.There is only the cigarette between the fingers, and the mist rises, slowly lingering and disappearing into the air.

The ash fell and burned his hands, and Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses. He flicked off the ash, bit it in his mouth, and took a few deep breaths. The nicotine in the tobacco quickly reached his brain, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

In an instant, the image of her clinging to Gu Ye irresistibly appeared in his mind, and then he imagined that she had been injected with love drugs, and she had to have sex with Gu Ye. A sense of discomfort surged up, and he shook the cigarette Put it in your mouth, like an addict, take a few mouthfuls hard to suppress the discomfort.

The moment the door was opened, the smell of smoke was overwhelming.

He is here.

Ye Mian's heart tightened violently.

She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she locked herself up to smoke and drink too much. Even when Qiao's mother passed away, he didn't suffer like this.

What's going on tonight?

In retrospect, he was not very emotional all day, could it be because of her?

Ye Mian's eyes became hot, she pushed open the heavy door, and walked towards him quietly.

Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei was taken aback, and then stubbed out the cigarette butt in a little panic.These days, she has been watching him quit smoking. The bottom line is that he smokes no more than one pack of cigarettes a week.

He almost smoked a pack tonight.

Noticing his panic, she smiled slightly, not intending to blame him.

Qiao Zhanbei waved the book in the air to dissipate the smell of smoke. She was preparing for pregnancy during this period and could not smell second-hand smoke. She picked up the remote control and turned on the ventilation system.

Ye Mian looked at the man who was considerate of her. His eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes were heavy. After learning about her accident last night, he rushed to Sucheng overnight.

There are no flights or high-speed trains at night. He asked the driver to drive him there, and the journey took seven or eight hours.

Ye Mian's eyes gradually turned red, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at the person who was wearing a nightgown and had her hair down, silently looking at herself, crying silently, her heart felt stuffy and painful, why was she crying?

Is it because of guilt?

"Don't be sad, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well." The one who should feel guilty is him.

Qiao Zhanbei secretly cleared his throat, raised the corners of his mouth, looked at her, and said in a stiff tone.

When the words fell, it was as if someone had taken an awl and kept piercing his heart.

Listening to his words, Ye Mian burst into tears, being moved by him.

She never expected that one day, Qiao Zhanbei would feel sad for her, smoking and drinking too much.

Ye Mian took a step forward, squeezed between his legs, held his decadent handsome face, and said distressedly, "I don't want you to feel sorry for me and still smoke so much, don't do this again in the future."

He didn't want to either, but he couldn't help thinking about it.After all, he is not a saint, but just an ordinary person, who can't accept this for a while.

He needs some time to digest.

"Yeah." He rolled his Adam's apple and agreed to her.

It could be seen that he was still sad, Ye Mian felt sorry for him even more, "Brother Qiao, I didn't suffer any real harm, I just got a little frightened, and was... tortured by that medicine all night... You don't have to worry about it yourself. Blame me, you protected me well enough, but the bad guys are too bad to be guarded against."

Listening to her words, Qiao Zhanbei froze and looked at her in disbelief.

"You were tortured all night?" He asked hoarsely.

"Don't you know? I was given an aphrodisiac by those two kidnappers..." She was still a little sad when she thought of the inhuman torture she suffered last night.

"I know, I thought you and Gu—" Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Zhanbei stopped in time.

The thorn in my heart seemed to be pulled out in an instant, leaving only pity for her.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, hugged her into his arms, and asked distressedly, "How did you get through it?"

Ye Mian's attention was still on what he didn't finish just now, her face turned serious, "Qiao Zhanbei, do you think Gu Ye and I are the same?"

She couldn't contain her excitement and was very annoyed.

Qiao Zhanbei was speechless for a while.

"So, were you sad just because of this misunderstanding? Qiao Zhanbei, you actually thought that I would find Gu Ye to relieve my love poison! Even if I, Ye Mian, were tortured to death, I wouldn't do such a thing to betray you. You don't trust me! You bastard!" Ye Mian became angrier as she spoke.

Anger is also mixed with grievances.

She struggled to break free from his arms, Qiao Zhanbei was still deeply moved by her loud words, and lost his mind for a moment, when she realized, she had already ran out of the study angrily.

The man's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, before he stood up belatedly, opened his long legs, and chased after him in big strides.

Thinking of her enduring a night of inhuman torture for him, Qiao Zhanbei felt distressed and moved.

He followed her figure to the master bedroom on the second floor, watched her enter the door, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

He was about to turn the doorknob when she locked herself inside.