Xu Mobai, the doll she grew up with since childhood.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were fixed on the door of the hotel, he endured the feeling of dizziness and the cramps in his stomach, took a big stride and chased out.

Outside the hotel, a shiny Bentley was parked.

The rear seat door opened, Xu Mobai held the roof of the car with one hand and Ye Mian's waist with the other, and let her get into the car carefully and considerately.

The black Bentley quickly walked away.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Zhanbei a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The red of the blood reflected the cold white skin of the man, making it even more pale and sickly.

"Zhanbei!" Qin Ran was shocked and shouted worriedly.

The man's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Ye Mian got into the car, and after sitting down, she just wanted to take off her torturous high heels.

Xu Mobai had already bent down to help her.

"Brother Mo Bai, I'll come by myself. Why are you here? Didn't I say you wouldn't pick me up? Ye Mian hurriedly bent down and took off his shoes.

Xu Mobai helped her get the slippers, he sat up straight, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "What, afraid that he will see it?" ”

Ye Mian shook his head and looked at him frankly, "No, I don't want to trouble you too much, I trouble you too much." ”

The man's eyelids drooped slightly, and he handed her a neck pillow, "I don't feel troublesome." ”

She buried her head in embroidery all the year round, which hurt her cervical spine very much, and if she didn't pay attention to maintenance, she would have cervical spondylosis at a young age.

Ye Mian didn't figure out the meaning of his words too much, in the past two years, she had indeed troubled him too much.

At the beginning, she left the capital with her pregnancy and returned to Sioux City, so she could only go to the Xu family.

The Xu family is a big family in Sioux City, and their power should not be underestimated, Xu Mobai has covered her news tightly, in the past two years, where she is and what she has done, outsiders don't know.

It is precisely because of him that she can devote herself to embroidering such a masterpiece.

Hospital, ward, it's two o'clock in the morning.

On the hospital bed, the man slept very unsteadily, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his face was pale, his cheeks were flushed, he was having a high fever, and his lips were dry and peeling.

Qin Ran tore off the antipyretic patch on his forehead and pasted a new one again.

She dipped a cotton swab in water and gently touched his lips, moistening the upturned dead skin little by little.

In a drowsy state, Qiao Zhanbei seemed to see her, she was wearing a cheongsam and was taking care of him.

She is the only one who takes such good care of him.

The man grabbed the woman's wrist suddenly, and when he opened his eyes and saw the woman's face clearly, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Zhanbei, you let go of me carefully, the back of your hand is dripping." Qin Ran said nervously, for fear that he would touch the needle with the mess just now.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyelids were half closed, "Qin Ran, you don't have to take care of me like this, it's not too early, go back." ”

"What are you polite to me?" Qin Ran smiled good-natured and said, "Come, drink some warm water." ”

She took the water cup with the straw plugged into it and fed it to his mouth, the man turned his face away and said lightly: "Go back." ”

Qin Ran's face stiffened slightly, and in an instant, she smiled lightly, "I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow morning." ”

After she left, Qiao Zhanbei was alone, looking at the blank ceiling in distraction.

Thinking of the picture of Xu Mobai intimately hugging her and leaving, the man clenched his back molars, and his eyes were red.

Early the next morning, when Qin Ran came to the ward with a warm lunch box and flowers, there was no trace of Qiao Zhanbei in the ward.

In the square in front of the BVLGARI hotel, in the back compartment, the man swallowed the clouds.

"Mr. Qiao, I have checked, there is no record of Mrs. in this hotel, only Xu Mobai opened a presidential suite on the top floor." Men in the front row, report to him.

Hearing this, Qiao Zhanbei's face turned pale, and he snuffed out his cigarette butt.

In the hotel room, Ye Mian had just finished washing up and received a WeChat video call.

She propped her phone on the stand.

"Mom!" A milky voice sounded a sweet sound that melted people's hearts.

On the screen, the little man carved in pink is wearing a small pink cheongsam with two small pinchs on his head, and when he sees her, he opens his two lotus-like white little arms to hug her.

She grinned, revealing her upper and lower four white baby teeth.

Ye Mian kissed her fiercely across the screen, her heart was as soft as water, "Let me see, whose good baby is this?" Do you miss your mother? ”

"Miss Mom."

"Where does the baby miss his mother?" Ye Mian asked with a smile, his voice as gentle as a cloud floating in the sky.

The little man's white and tender little hands patted his heart, thinking about his mother.

Ye Mian grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The villain is really good at coaxing people.

At this time, the doorbell rings.

It should be Xu Mobai.

She tidied up her long skirt, picked up the mobile phone holder, walked to the door, and said to the little person in the video: "Mom, here is often gray and often miss the baby!" ”

The doorbell rang again.

She hurriedly pulled the doorknob open, "Brother Mo Bai, how are you-"

When she saw the man at the door, her words stopped, and when she thought of something, she immediately hung up the video.

The woman in the door, wearing a silk dress, she was draped in a slightly curly long hair, which was a little more charming and mature than before.

She really opened a room with the surname Xu.

Qiao Zhanbei's thin lips were pursed, and when he lifted his steps, he was about to step forward.

"Get out!"

Ye Mian reacted and scolded angrily.

She held the doorknob and pushed the door shut with her body, and just as the door was about to close, the man pushed it open, and his long and tall body squeezed in through the crack in the door.

The door slammed shut.

"Get out!" Ye Mian stared at the man standing by the dark coffee-colored entryway cabinet and said sharply.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were presumptuously locked and disappeared for nearly two years, no matter how much he checked the ruthless woman who had no news, he gritted his back molars, took a big stride, came to her, and pressed her against the wall behind him.

The man tightened his iron arm around her thin waist with one hand, and with the other he was about to caress her face.

Ye Mian raised his hand and blocked it hard, "The surname Qiao, you let go of me!" ”

This scumbag actually came to pester her, where did he get his face?

"Are you with that guy surnamed Xu?" The man's eyes were scarlet, staring at her, and he squeezed a voice between his teeth to question her.

The voice was mixed with resentment, unwillingness, and grievance.

It was as if she had betrayed him.

"Smack!"

Ye Mian raised his hand and slapped him unceremoniously!

"Qiao Zhanbei! Be sober! We're divorced, and it doesn't matter who I'm with you—well—"

Before she could finish speaking, the man held her face with both hands, and his pale and handsome face pressed down, and his dry lips kissed her fiercely.

As if to eat her.