Ye Mian couldn't vomit if she wanted to, she hid in the bathroom, her heart was as cold as an ice cellar, and she kept bubbling cold, this feeling was like a month ago, Qiao Zhanbei suddenly divorced her.

She always thought that the previous relationship between Qiao's mother and her mother was like that between her and Gu Sasa, intimate and intimate, saying everything, and when anyone was in trouble, they would send charcoal in the snow, or draw a knife to help.

If one of them dies young, the other party will not hesitate to help the other raise the child.

She also thought that when Qiao's mother was seriously ill, she forced Qiao Zhanbei to marry her, because she loved her too much, and she was afraid that no one would care about her after she left.

As a result, she was there to atone for her sins.

Think about it, if it's a normal girlfriend relationship, how can you force your son to marry a girl you don't love?

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more panicked he became.

She's so devastated!

Qiao Zhanbei knocked on the door outside, Ye Mian came back to her senses, she turned the doorknob, and the man's tall body squeezed in.

He put his arm around her shoulder, put his big hand on her forehead, and probed her temperature to see if she had no fever.

"Did you eat a bad stomach? Go to the hospital? The man asked softly, his eyes full of concern.

Ye Mian shook his head lightly, "I'm fine, I may have a little cold, I can persevere, let's go out." ”

The two quickly returned to their seats, and the elders were concerned about her for a while, and when the little couple toasted the elders, Ye Mian didn't let Qiao Zhanbei get drunk, and she drank a few small cups of Moutai on his behalf, which made her feel a lot better.

Seeing her drinking, it means that she is not pregnant, and the hopes of the elders are disappointed, especially Tang Wanzhou, whose eyes are gone. She quietly observed the state of the little couple several times, thoughtfully.

At the end of the feast, Ye Mian was slightly drunk and sat on the sofa to rest.

Qiao Zhanbei sat down beside her, and probed her forehead again, it was not hot, he looked at her slightly flushed cheeks, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "I just didn't let you drink, I had to drink it for me, if you don't drink, the elders won't mind." ”

"I'll warm myself up with some wine." Ye Mian was not in a high mood, and replied casually.

"You rest here, I'll send someone off." He tucked her suit jacket and whispered softly.

Ye Mian nodded.

She closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about it, and after a while, the voice of the old man came to her ears, and she couldn't tell who it was.

"The Tong family is lucky this time, a piece of land hoarded in Qingzhou ten years ago is now going to be developed, I heard that it is the first fire burned by Qiao Jinhuai's new official, and the Tong family is going to be wiped out this time."

"I heard that Qiao Jinhuai gave this project to Zhanbei, and I still rest assured."

"Don't worry, this project is done, and the benefits obtained by Qiao's are also immeasurable. For the Qiao family, it is a win-win situation. ”

"It's the Tong family...... I heard that Zhanbei broke off with that Tong Yaoyao? ”

Listening to this conversation, Ye Mian was completely drunk, and it seemed that the second grandfather and the eldest aunt were chatting on the terrace outside, she took out her mobile phone and opened a financial WeChat group.

After flipping through the chat history a few times, there was a news link, which reported on this engineering project.

After brushing the news, Ye Mian's heart was half cold again.

Qiao Zhanbei is going to be involved with the Tong family again, and Tong Yaoyao has the confidence to pester him again......

Ye Mian's throat choked, and his eyes gradually moistened.

When she returned to her home, she took off her makeup and lay down, and Qiao Zhanbei went out in the evening, saying that she had a party at night. Ye Mian lay down, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

These two things stuck in her heart, making her breathless, wanting to cry, but she couldn't cry.

It's not painful or itchy, it's just uncomfortable.

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, the sound of a sedan engine sounded downstairs.

She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Qiao Zhanbei turned on the light in the bedroom, walked to her side, sat down on the edge of the bed, stroked her forehead with his big hand again, and touched his own, it was not hot.

He was amused by his actions, and he became more and more like an old father.

Calming down a little and feeling his gentleness, Ye Mian's heart throbbed fiercely, the tip of her nose was sore, she got up, like a wronged child, lying on his back, sucking the breath on his body.

She felt so uncomfortable in her heart that she wanted his comfort.

Burying her head on his shoulder, she smelled a familiar sweet, sweet and perfume, the most commonly used perfume by Tong Yaoyao in the early morning after LOEWE.

She froze.

Qiao Zhanbei's long arms stretched back, through the silky nightdress, stroked her back, and the man looked sideways at the person lying behind him, his eyes full of doting.

"Good, I'll take a shower and I'll come back with you." He said softly.

Ye Mian didn't speak, let go of him abruptly, lay back down, and covered himself in the quilt.

Qiao Zhanbei thought she was shy, hooked his lips and smiled, he resisted the urge to eat her and wipe her clean immediately, and went to the bathroom.

When he hurriedly washed out, how could she still be in the huge bedroom?!

"Mrs. Joe?" At first, Qiao Zhanbei thought that she was deliberately playing with him, deliberately hiding in the cloakroom and letting him find it.

As a result, she was nowhere to be seen in the entire bedroom.

He put on his nightgown and went downstairs to look for it, which alarmed Aunt Wu, she said that she didn't see Ye Mian go out, he went upstairs again, looked for the study on the third floor, and finally, found her in the attic.

The lights were not turned on, and the moonlight slanted in through the triangular window of the attic, casting a bright light on the floor, and she sat in the light, drinking incessantly.

Finding her, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a sigh of relief, and also tightened his eyebrows, in the middle of the night, why did she suddenly hide here and drink alcohol?

Ye Mian was about to pour wine, and the wine bottle in his hand was taken away.

She raised her head, looked at his face hidden in the dark, smiled bitterly, raised her head and drank the wine in the cup, and said numbly with the meaning of wine: "Qiao Zhanbei, I want to divorce." ”

It's so torturous.

The word "divorce" is like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

Qiao Zhanbei held the bottleneck of the wine bottle tightly, forcing himself to calm down, he slowly squatted down, put his big hand on her head, and chuckled: "Mrs. Qiao, you are drunk." Don't say these two words in the future, you can't get drunk. ”

These two words are very hurtful.

"I didn't, I just wanted a divorce!" Ye Mian said in a deep voice, slamming the wine glass in his hand hard.

The thick glass glass, which smashed on the floor with a muffled sound, rolled far on the ground.

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed his throat and confessed: "Yes, I had dinner with the Tong family in the evening, and Tong Yaoyao also went, we were talking about business, and Ancheng was also there." ”

He didn't dare to say it, Tong Yaoyao hugged him, and the Tong family refused to sell the land.

He also thought that she knew that he and Tong Yaoyao had met, so she was angry and drunk and wanted a divorce.

Qiao Zhanbei simply sat down, pulled her into his arms, pinched her nose, and doted: "Little vinegar jar."