Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The moment Qiao Zhanbei heard the screams of the crowd, Qiao Zhanbei felt that the sky above his head suddenly darkened, and he was suffocated.

It was as if death had come.

Without the slightest hesitation, he shifted his body weight forward, kicked his legs straight off the ground, bent his knees at the same time, lowered his head, folded his chest, and raised his hips. The whole person rolled forward a few times in the previous rolling posture.

With a loud "bang", the cement pile landed heavily, and yellow dust flew all over the sky, charming the eyes.

Everyone squinted their eyes and waved away the dust, only to see that the cement pile just hit the place where Qiao Zhanbei was standing just now!

Mr. Joe!

He's probably going to be smashed to pieces right now!

Qiao Zhanbei's entourage assistant and bodyguard ran towards the place where the concrete pile fell. An Cheng kept swallowing his throat and was panicking when he saw a familiar figure.

"Boss Joe!"

Qiao Zhanbei stood up from the ground, frowning, and patted the dust on his body in disgust, taking off his safety helmet.

Looking at the boss who was still alive, Ancheng's eyes turned red with excitement, "Mr. Qiao, are you hurt?"

Qiao Zhanbei looked at him calmly, as if nothing had happened, and ordered in a deep voice: "Confess and block the news immediately!"

He was unscathed.

An Cheng was slightly stunned, "Yes!"

Not long after the construction of this project started, such a safety accident happened, and if it got out, it would have a bad impact on Qiao's company and the project.Moreover, the person who almost had an accident was the president of Qiao's, which could easily cause panic among shareholders and affect Qiao's stock price.

Ancheng immediately called to make arrangements, and the bodyguards escorted Qiao Zhanbei into the car.

All the executives were relieved to see that Mr. Joe was safe and sound.

Three years ago, Mr. Qiao passed away unexpectedly when he was inspecting the construction of Qiao's Building. Just now he almost...

Qiao Zhanbei had just returned to the company, took a shower, changed into a suit, and called an emergency meeting.

All news about this matter has been blocked.

The people in charge of this project also submitted an investigation report. As a result, the steel wire rope suddenly broke during the pile lifting process of the pile crane, causing the cement pile to fall.

"Mr. Qiao! I asked. My safety production department inspected and maintained this machine just the day before yesterday. How could this happen?!"

"You ask me, who shall I ask? Get out." Qiao Zhanbei said without any emotion in his tone.

Hearing the word "get out", the director of the production safety department understood that he was fired.

The meeting dispersed, Qiao Zhanbei leaned back in the chair with his head back, and only Ancheng was left beside him.

"Go, let someone secretly check whether the wire rope on the machine has been tampered with, and it must be kept secret." Don't startle the snake.

He confessed to Ancheng.

After An Cheng went out, he was the only one left in the huge conference room. After thinking for a while, Qiao Zhanbei called his second uncle, Qiao Jinhuai.

The setting sun is slanting to the west, and the autumn wind brings coolness.

Ye Mian was sitting in her small garden hanging chair, admiring the flowers and waiting for the man who came home.

Hearing the sound of a car engine coming from outside the yard, she reflexively wanted to get up and go out to greet her. At this moment, the phone rang, and Gu Ye called her back.

"Gu Ye, are you free? Have a meal together?" She raised her voice into the phone and asked.

Qiao Zhanbei had just entered the yard, and when he heard her voice, his brows were slightly frowned, and he strode over.

The man was carrying a kraft paper bag with the words "Old Beijing Candied Haws" written on it. She called him at noon and coquettishly asked him to bring it to her after get off work.

"Who are you calling?" Qiao Zhanbei walked up behind her, and tugged at her ponytail like Gu Ye did.

Ye Mian turned her head to scold him, "I hate it."

He obviously heard that she was on the phone with Gu Ye, so he deliberately asked.

She looked up at him with a smile on her face, and said, "I'm inviting Gu Ye to dinner, let's invite him together."

Only then did Qiao Zhanbei's eyebrows relax, and he said softly, "Okay."

Gu Ye on the other end of the phone heard what they said, and said disgustedly: "I don't have time."

"Gu Ye, I've reserved a room for Dadong Roast Duck at six o'clock tomorrow night, see you soon." Ye Mian said domineeringly, and immediately hung up after finishing speaking.

She judged him not to break the appointment.

After receiving the small string of candied haws from Qiao Zhanbei, Ye Mian was so greedy that he ate two before saying, "Let's treat Gu Ye to a meal together, thank him for saving me last time, and for catching the real murderer earlier." thing."

It's also because of this narrow-minded man, don't be so concerned about Gu Ye.

She took another bite of a candied haws and held it next to her cheeks, melting the sugar water.

A round ball was propped out on half of the cheek, which was very playful.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her dotingly, pinched her cheeks, "Okay, I'm free tomorrow, I should."

Of course, Gu Ye dared not refuse the appointment.

In the box, the waiter came to order and asked who ordered, the two men pointed at Ye Mian in unison.

"I'll order some, I've been craving the roast duck here for a long time." When Ye Mian said "roast duck", her mouth was watering.

Gu Ye took a sip of tea, "Well, you just want to eat roast duck, so you called me by the way."

"Yes, please, do you still need to be so serious?" Ye Mian said while ordering.

Qiao Zhanbei sat aside, with a dignified demeanor, silently watching the two of them bicker.

Ye Mian ordered her favorite food, and ordered their favorite food separately, she remembered both of their tastes.

Seeing that there was no interaction between the two men, and the place was a bit cold, she warmed up the atmosphere: "Gu Ye, Brother Qiao and I have been married for so long, and you haven't called him brother-in-law yet. Come on, call brother-in-law."

Gu Ye was playing with the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with dissatisfaction, "Ye Xiaomian, I'm five months older than you, and you call me brother."

"It doesn't matter if it's older than me. When you were in school, you used to call me sister. Hurry up, call me brother-in-law." Ye Mian stared at him, nibbling melon seeds.

Gu Ye: "Nonsense, that's not the case, you called me brother."

"You called me sister."

"Call me brother."

"Call ma'am."

"Call me brother."

Seeing the childish bickering between the two, Qiao Zhanbei secretly cleared his throat. He looked at Gu Ye, without changing his expression, and called softly, "Brother."

Ye Mian: "..."

Gu Ye: "..."

Both of them looked at him together.

He actually called Gu Ye "brother"?

With a faint smile on the corner of Qiao Zhanbei's lips, he raised his teacup and said politely to Gu Ye: "Brother, thank you for helping our couple twice. Sister-in-law, I will replace wine with tea, and I propose a toast to you."

He was following Ye Mian, calling him "Brother", deliberately showing affection in front of him.

After Gu Ye understood, his eyes casually glanced at Qiao Zhanbei.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he smacked the bottom of the cup on the table, clinking the cup with him and drinking it with his head raised.

"Brat, are you happy now?" Ye Mian looked at Gu Ye unconvinced.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at a narrow-minded man, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Ye glanced at her and said, "I'm so happy."

The waiter delivered the roast duck that Ye Mian was talking about, and she couldn't wait to grab a piece of crispy roast duck that was roasted into caramel, dipped it in sweet bean sauce, and put it in her mouth before she could roll the lotus leaf cake.

The moment the teeth bite into the crispy skin, there is a slight crisp sound, and the fat overflows in an instant, just about to enjoy the familiar plump taste in memory.

She frowned tightly, feeling greasy and nauseating.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Zhanbei asked with concern after sensing her slight expression just as he rolled the pancake for her.

"Go to the bathroom, you guys eat first." She shook her head and got up quickly.

As soon as she got to the bathroom, she vomited up the unswallowed roast duck, but the nausea was still there.