After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Ye Jinglan rushed in in a hurry. When he saw so many reporters and looked at Song Wenjing and Nian Zhi standing in the bathroom, he had no time to think about anything. He frowned. Everything he had suspected before seemed to be verified at this moment. .

This couple - they really did it!

The hands at his side were clenched tightly into fists. Ye Jinglan looked at Song Wenjing with a sinister gaze across the crowd.

Even if he doesn't want to see Nian Zhi anymore, she is still Young Madam Ye, his wife Ye Jinglan, Song Wenjing - he actually cuckolded her?

He couldn't tell now whether the anger in his heart was because he was jealous that Song Wenjing had Nian Zhi, or because he was really angry that Nian Zhi, a woman, was so bold to come to B city to steal food?

Or is it……

He is simply unwilling to be a cuckold...

So many complicated emotions came up that Ye Jinglan had no time to think of anything else.

He just thought that he had used a private plane to rush to City B to catch the rapist in the shortest possible time.

Even on the way here, I had thought about 10,000 possibilities, even if I gave myself the best excuse - I could use this opportunity to let Nian Zhi get out. But now, as soon as he saw Song Wenjing's indifferent eyes, and looked at the woman who was called "Ms. Ye" standing next to him, clinging to him with a sick look on her face, he felt that his male Dignity was challenged.

He clenched his hands at his sides and strode forward. He just wanted to punch Song Wenjing hard, but after taking two steps, he was surrounded by reporters.

"Ye Jinglan is here...Ye Jinglan is here..."

The reporter quickly pointed the finger at him again. Several people stepped forward enthusiastically, ready to dig up other news. The microphone was pointed at Ye Jinglan and asked, "Master Lan, did you come here specially to find your wife?"

"Master Lan, do you know what happened last night?"

"Master Lan, you and Mrs. Ye have been married for 5 years, but in the past 5 years, Mrs. Ye has been in the UK and just came back. There have been rumors that you and your wife are at odds. What do you think of this statement?"

"Master Lan, no one in C City knows about your relationship with Miss Xie Lingxi, but last night Nian Zhi, also known as Young Mistress Ye, would rather take a cold shower all night instead of cheating on you. She has such loyal feelings for you. What do you think?"

.........

"What did you say?"

Ye Jinglan paused in his steps, his gloomy handsome face was full of surprise. Regardless of his image, he reached out and grabbed the collar of the reporter who had just asked the question. He wanted to pull him up and repeated word by word: " What did you say?"

The reporter was probably startled by his actions and struggled a bit, "...Master Lan, please let go..."

Ye Jinglan reached out and pushed the reporter away, narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Explain to me clearly what you just said!"

"........."

"Jing Lan, Nian Zhi soaked in cold water here last night. Since you are here, take her to rest now."

Song Wenjing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. He looked indifferent and called "Jinglan" affectionately, looking like a good big brother.

Helping Nian Zhi walk towards Ye Jinglan, Nian Zhi secretly grabbed his wrist with her backhand, pursed her pale lips, and looked up at him with a look that was obviously questioning - what do you mean?

She hadn't completely remembered what happened last night, but as soon as she opened her eyes today, what happened hit her like a muffled thunder, and she hadn't fully reacted yet. What did Song Wenjing mean now?

Push her to Ye Jinglan? !

Song Wenjing moved her neck and just smiled slightly at her. Her deep voice seemed to have some magical power that could penetrate people's hearts and make her feel convinced. "Don't worry, it's okay. Since Jing Lan is here, let's He will take you to rest, and I will take care of the work matters, and you can go back to City C tomorrow."

"...Gu..."

"Don't talk, you are very weak now, take a good rest."

Song Wenjing pushed Nian Zhi to Ye Jinglan. In front of so many reporters, how could Ye Jinglan not reach out and catch her? Plus what did the reporter say before?

This woman took a cold shower all night last night?

Didn't she...have anything happen to Song Wenjing?

Ye Jinglan didn't even notice it himself. When he suddenly realized that Song Wenjing had nothing happened to Nian Zhi, his impetuous heart suddenly dropped. Of course he wouldn't admit this feeling, but it was actually called relief.

"Master Lan, the media has been saying before that, in fact, you and Mrs. Ye are not in love. You were forced to have a helpless marriage back then, so you have been living and drinking outside all these years. It just so happens that Mrs. Ye is here now. She I would rather torture my body for you than betray you, what are your thoughts?"

"... Mr. Lan, please look at the camera. Mr. Lan, look here... Mr. Lan, please express your opinion. Do you have feelings for your first wife?"

"...Are you here today to catch an adulterer? Are you planning to divorce Nian Zhi?"

"Master Lan, do you want to marry Xie Lingxi? Someone saw Xie Lingxi entering and leaving the hospital before. I want to ask, Master Lan, do you know about this?"

.........

Although Ye Jinglan has an impulsive personality, he is not an absolutely brainless young master. He has noticed at this moment that these reporters are slowly bringing the topic to Xie Lingxi. He knows that if he stays here any longer, their spearhead will come. It will be aimed directly at myself.

At the moment, he no longer worried about anything else. He pulled Nian Zhi and was about to leave, but found that she was limp and powerless. He gritted his teeth and picked her up, and walked out of the hotel suite.

The reporter's camera was desperately taking pictures of the two people's backs. Some people wanted to catch up, but at the right time, they were stopped by the security guard who "just" caught up with them from the hotel.

The farce seemed to have come to an end. The reporters were all kicked out of the hotel by the security guards, but only Song Wenjing was left in the huge suite.

He looked at the door with deep eyes. His delicate features showed no trace of warmth in the orange light above his head. Deep in his seemingly calm eyes, there were waves surging. His hands were casually inserted in the pockets of his trousers. Also tightened subconsciously.

Just follow the plan, or in other words - go with the flow.

The person who planned this incident simply wanted to ruin Nian Zhi's reputation. Now he quietly turned things around and saved her.

However, the decision he made out of desperation seemed to press her harder on the throne of "Young Mistress Ye".

Why, there is an indescribable feeling in my heart?

It seems like - feeling lost?

He reached out to smoke a cigarette, took out his lighter, lit it, and took a deep breath. The slightly astringent taste of nicotine swirled on the tip of his tongue over and over again. His narrow eyes were slightly squinted through a white mist.

Nian Zhi... Nian Zhi...

.........

You are really a troublesome existence.