"Young lady, young master is waiting for you in the living room."

The maid knocked on the door of Ye Mian's bedroom, stood at the door and said tremblingly.

In the past few days, the young lady seems to have changed a person, not as gentle as before, the whole person is cold, and when she gets closer, it makes people feel a chill in her back.

At this time, Ye Mian changed into a bathrobe and was about to take a bath, when he heard the maid say that Gu Yanye was back, he instantly felt that his mood was not beautiful.

I looked at myself in the mirror, quite irritable.

"Let him wait."

The maid felt even colder, shrunk her neck, and continued with a hard head.

"But ......"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Mian stroked his long hair, and a light and fluttering, but cool and faint look came, and the maid consciously closed his mouth.

"Wait a minute, no one will die." She said.

After speaking, he walked into the bathroom with a white and slender leg.

Watching her enter the bathroom, the maid let out a long sigh of relief, patted her chest, and closed the door.

I don't know why, the young lady suddenly became so terrifying, obviously a gentle and gentle person, but she became more and more terrifying day by day.

After taking a shower, rubbing on body lotion, opening the cloakroom, and looking at the cabinet full of conservative clothes, Ye Mian frowned, thinking that he had finally come to an end.

Changed into the small suspenders she just bought today, took care of her skin, looked at the room again, and pushed her small pink suitcase downstairs.

Gu Yanye was obviously impatient to wait, got up and smoked at the window, and did not hear the sound of Ye Mian going downstairs.

Ye Mian came to the sofa and saw the documents placed on the table.

"Give me that little bungalow on the outskirts of the city."

The tone was light, and I couldn't hear any emotion.

When Gu Yanye heard this, he turned around and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

Seeing her wearing a burgundy sundress, clear eyebrows and eyes, and this sexy and hot body, it made people have a primitive impulse, but he had never found it before.

Damn, he was inexplicably a little irritable, especially when he saw her dressed like this, he felt disliked from the bottom of his heart, and his brows were furrowed together.

"What kind of body is your clothes?"

Ye Mian turned a deaf ear to this, he had been wearing conservative clothes for three years, and he didn't get a single look of pity from him, and now that he was about to be freed, he naturally had to be himself.

Looking at the documents on the table, a few big words of the divorce agreement came into view.

She didn't think about it, picked up the pen that was put aside, wrote down her name with a few strokes, and stretched out her hand to Gu Yanye.

Gu Yanye was puzzled, his brows were still furrowed, and his still handsome face turned black into carbon at this time.

"You know what I'm coming back for today."

Ye Mian didn't want to talk nonsense.

"Your concubine is looking for me today." She sat down and pulled out her phone.

"Vulgar."

Gu Yanye replied with disgust, and when he saw that Ye Mianli ignored him, he felt depressed again.

"What more do you want?"

"The key to a small western-style building on the outskirts of the city." Ye Mian replied.

Gu Yanye looked at the divorce agreement that had been signed, called the assistant to send the key, hung up the phone, and saw Ye Mian's suitcase.

"Do you know what I'm coming back for today?"

It was obvious that she knew, and everything was packed.

"You told me."

Ye Mian replied to his words while replying to the message.

Gu Yanye couldn't stand her perfunctory treatment of him.

In the past three years, her love for him is still vivid, and now she really doesn't care?

Ye Mian kept chatting with his mobile phone, ignoring Gu Yanye, whose face was getting more and more ugly.

The assistant quickly delivered the key, and Ye Mian turned around and left without hesitation.

Gu Yanye still couldn't hold back, dissatisfied with what she was wearing.

"You're dressed like this and it's night......"

Ye Mian turned his head, his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at him completely like a stranger.

"This is my freedom to dress, Mr. Gu shouldn't be able to control it."

Gu Yanye wanted to say something, but Ye Mian didn't give him a chance, when he went out, a car arrived at the door and waited, she got in the car directly and left without hesitation.

Looking at her who was picked up by the car, Gu Yanye suddenly felt empty in his heart.

But when she thought of her background, she snorted coldly, it was just a marriage, and she didn't deserve to make him feel pity.

And Ye Mian, who got into the car, closed his eyes directly, saying that he had no emotion at all, but he was not very sad.

In her last life, Gu Yanye's little lover found her several times, causing her to suffer from depression.

Later, a lot of things happened, and her condition became more and more serious, and when Gu Yanye took out the divorce agreement, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

So, she swallowed sleep aids and drowned in the bathtub.

As for her illness and the grievances she suffered, Gu Yanye didn't know it.

But he didn't care.

has made her all these years a joke.

She didn't think she'd wake up again.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the first three days of her suicide.

After sorting out her emotions, she wants to stay away from Gu Yanye and that vampire.

When she arrived at the small western-style building, Ye Mian got out of the car, and Lu Ziyan, who had come to pick her up, poked out half of her head with a resentful face.

"You have a message, but people have traveled to most of the city to pick you up, don't you really invite people in to drink a glass of water?"

Ye Mian glanced over, Lu Ziyan shrunk his neck and swallowed his saliva, worthy of Brother Mian, it was terrible.

Drop it off, "When I didn't say it." ”

With one foot on the accelerator, there was a "whoosh~" sound, and the car disappeared into the night.

Ye Mian shrugged helplessly, is she really that terrible?

Thinking about it, she shook her long black thick hair and walked into the small western-style building.

She just quickly cleaned up the room where she was going to sleep, put on new sheets and covers, and lay down to sleep.

Isn't a free life fragrant?

She is not afraid of death, she is really fearless.