Chapter 80: Do you think Gu Ye and I are the one?
Late at night, everything is silent.
The large study on the third floor of the villa is dimly lit. Only the retro green lamp on the table emitted a faint yellow light, illuminating the lower half of the man's face.
The jawline is clear and smooth, and the pale and dry thin lips are surrounded by a faint cyan stubble.
He sat there motionless like a statue. Only the cigarette between the fingers, a rising mist, slowly swirled and disappeared into the air.
The cigarette ash fell and burned his hands, Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses, flicked off the cigarette ash, bit it in his mouth, and took a few deep breaths, the nicotine in the tobacco quickly reached his brain, making him feel a lot more relaxed.
In an instant, the picture of her snuggling up to Gu Ye inexorably appeared in his mind, and then he thought that she had been injected with aphrodisiacs, she had to have a relationship with Gu Ye, and a feeling of discomfort surged up, he put the cigarette in his mouth with trembling hands, like an addict, and took a few puffs to suppress the discomfort.
The moment I opened the door, the smell of smoke was choking.
Sure enough, he was here.
Ye Mian's heart clenched suddenly.
She hadn't seen him for a long time, locked herself up for smoking and drinking, and even when Qiao's mother died, he didn't feel bad like this.
What's going on tonight?
In retrospect, he wasn't in a very high mood all day, could it be because of her?
Ye Mian's eyes were hot, he pushed open the heavy door and walked towards him quietly.
Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei was stunned, and then snuffed out the cigarette butt in a little panic. These days, she's been keeping an eye on him quitting smoking, and the bottom line is that he smokes a maximum of one pack a week.
He's almost got a pack tonight.
Noticing his flustery, she smiled lightly, not wanting to blame him.
Qiao Zhanbei took the book and waved it in the air to dissipate the smell of smoke, she was preparing for pregnancy during this time, and she couldn't smell second-hand smoke, so she picked up the remote control and turned on the ventilation system.
Ye Mian looked at the man who was considerate to him, his eyeballs were crawling with red bloodshots, and the dark circles under his eyes were very heavy, after learning that she had an accident last night, he rushed to Suzhou City overnight.
There were no flights or high-speed trains at night, so he asked the driver to drive him there, a seven- or eight-hour drive.
Ye Mian's eyes gradually turned red, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
Qiao Zhanbei looked at the person wearing a nightdress, wearing her hair, looking at herself silently, crying silently, her heart was stuffy and painful, why was she crying?
Is it because of guilt?
"Don't be sad, it's me who didn't protect you." He is the one to be guilty of.
Qiao Zhanbei secretly cleared his throat, pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at her, and said in a stiff tone.
When the words fell, it was as if someone was holding an awl to his heart, and he kept piercing it.
Listening to his words, Ye Mian's tears gushed out, and he was moved.
She had never hoped that one day, Qiao Zhanbei would be sad for her, smoking and drinking.
Ye Mian stepped forward, squeezed between his legs, picked up his handsome face with a sense of decadence, and said distressedly: "I don't want you to feel sorry for me, and you smoke so many cigarettes, don't do it again in the future." ”
He didn't want to, but he couldn't help but think about it. He is not a saint after all, just an ordinary man, and he can't accept this for a while.
He needed some time to digest.
"Hmm." He rolled his throat and agreed to her.
Seeing that he was still sad, Ye Mian felt even more sorry for him, "Brother Qiao, I didn't suffer any substantial damage, I was just a little frightened, and I was ...... I was tortured by that medicine all night...... You don't have to blame yourself, you protected me well enough, it's the bad guys who are too bad to prevent. ”
Listening to her words, Qiao Zhanbei's whole body froze and looked at her in disbelief.
"You were tortured all night?" He asked in a hoarse voice.
"Don't you know? I was given an aphrodisiac by those two kidnappers......" she said, still feeling a little sad about the inhuman torture she had endured last night.
"I know, I thought you and Gu-" Before the words were finished, Qiao Zhanbei stopped in time.
The thorn in my heart seemed to have been pulled out in an instant, and only the pity for her remained.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, took her into his arms, and asked distressedly, "How did you get through?" ”
Ye Mian's attention was still on the unfinished words he had just said, and her face turned pale, "Qiao Zhanbei, do you think that Gu Ye and I are the one?" ”
She couldn't contain her excitement and was very angry.
Qiao Zhanbei was speechless for a while.
"So, you were just sad because of this misunderstanding? Qiao Zhanbei, you would actually think that I would find Gu Ye to detoxify my feelings! I, Ye Mian, will not do this kind of betrayal of you even if I am tortured to death, and you don't trust me! Bastard! The more Ye Mian spoke, the more angry he became.
Anger is also mixed with grievances.
She struggled to break away from his arms, Qiao Zhanbei was still moved by her loud words, lost her mind for a while, and when she reacted, she had already run out of the study angrily.
The man's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and then he stood up consciously, took a long leg, and strode out.
Thinking that she endured a night of inhuman torture for him, Qiao Zhanbei was full of distress and emotion.
He chased her figure to the master bedroom on the second floor, watched her enter the door, and slammed the door.
He was about to turn the doorknob when she locked it inside.