Behind her white shoulder, there was a scar the size of a coin, which was left by her when she helped Qiao Zhanbei block the gun. Ye Mian tilted his head sideways, half-squinting his eyes, thoughtful.

Gu Sasa saw her looking at the scar and lost her mind, and she was happy in her heart, she must have remembered her feelings for Qiao Zhanbei!

This infatuation, even if she has Alzheimer's disease and forgets everyone, it is impossible to forget Qiao Zhanbei, that is the person engraved in her bones.

Ye Mian's hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened hard, as if he was about to crush the glass.

She looked at him fiercely, gritted her teeth and said: "I was brainwashed and hypnotized by him, so I would do my best to save him and block bullets for him!" ”

Gu Sasa: "......"

Ye Mian raised her wine glass and poured down the spirits, she looked at Gu Sasa, and said with hatred while recalling: "Sasa, I returned to the capital after being divorced by him, I was going to take revenge on him, he knew that I was the granddaughter of the Jin family, and seeing that I still had use value, he found someone to brainwash and hypnotize me, so that I forgot my hatred for him, gave up revenge, and gave up my heart on him, worked hard for him, and helped him win the project...... I'm his puppet! ”

The more she talked, the more she hated, and she couldn't wait to break Qiao Zhanbei's body into pieces, and pour wine one after another.

Gu Sasa snatched the wine bottle strongly, and said angrily: "I think you are being brainwashed and hypnotized now!" ”

A good person, suddenly became like this, she was angry and anxious.

"Sasa, which side are you from? This time, no one, no one wants to stop me from taking revenge, I'm not afraid of the surname Qiao, I ruined him, ruined Qiao's! ”

After Ye Mian finished speaking, he slammed the wine glass on the ground and threw out the glass slag on the ground.

On the other side of the table, her face was flushed, her eyes widened, her expression was manic, and she was full of anger, as if she had gone mad.

Looking at Ye Mian like this, Gu Sasa's eyes were red, she got up and walked around the dining table, came to her side, hugged her, and kept gently caressing her back with her hands.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry." She whispered reassuringly.

Hate is a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting herself, she must be very uncomfortable in her heart now, Gu Sasa can't think about it, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels sorry for her.

What's even more depressing and helpless is that her hatred for Qiao Zhanbei is completely empty.

Drunk, Ye Mian leaned his head on Gu Sasa's heart, closed his eyes, and fell asleep deeply.

Late at night, Gu Sasa opened the door of the apartment and faced Qiao Zhanbei's slightly tired Luo Tuojun face.

She was a heavy drinker again, drank most of the whiskey, and was now asleep, in the master bedroom. Talking nonsense, reversing black and white, and saying that the things that were paid to you were brainwashed and hypnotized by you. She said truthfully.

Qiao Zhanbei nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'll go in and see her." ”

Gu Sasa: "Have you found out what the reason is?" ”

Qiao Zhanbei: "I suspect that I was harmed like this by Jiang Rin before." ”

Hearing this, Gu Sa clenched his hands tightly.

After Qiao Zhanbei entered the door, she quickly walked out of the apartment.

In the bedroom, the light was dim, Qiao Zhanbei quietly walked to the side of the bed with a little light shining in from outside, and he unscrewed the lamp on the bedside table.

A warm, soft light lit up to illuminate her sleeping face.

She smelled of alcohol, her long hair was spread out, her cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, her eyebrows were frowning, and she slept unsteadily.

His hand touched her cheek very lightly, feeling the warm, smooth feeling of her skin, gently brushing the hair from her cheek, looking at her like a treasure.

Ye Mian moved, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a little, and hurriedly retracted his hand.

If she woke up and saw him, she would have to be aroused to hatred.

Luckily, she just rolled over and didn't wake up. The person on the bed, facing the other side of the bed, curled up tightly in a babyish fashion, the quilt sliding under her shoulders.

Qiao Zhanbei leaned over, gently pulled the quilt for her with both hands, and patted it gently to make the quilt fit her body better.

In a daze, Ye Mian felt a very heartwarming and warm feeling, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and she smiled and whispered softly: "Mom, grandmother......"

Seeing her smile, the corners of Qiao Zhanbei's lips rose.

He leaned over, his lips close to her cheek, sniffing her breath gently, his thin lips gently grinding against her skin, not daring to exert force, for fear of disturbing her.

Qiao Zhanbei was full of bitterness, she was in front of his eyes, but he couldn't kiss her or hug her.

What's even more bitter is how much she loved him before and how much she hates him now.

They obviously love each other deeply, but they have become like this, it is too cruel.

This feeling was more painful than when he was paralyzed, or even when he was terminally ill and had no cure.

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed, kissed her gently, and whispered in her ear, "You love me so much, you will definitely get better." ”

He lay down quietly beside her, hugged her gently through the quilt, closed his eyes and rested, and this night, he slept in fear.

At four or five o'clock in the morning the next day, Qiao Zhanbei got up early, went to the kitchen, cooked millet porridge for her, sent the ingredients, and wrapped the fried buns.

Ye Mian woke up with a splitting headache.

Damn Qiao Zhanbei, she blamed him for being too scumbag for what he had done to her, and she had to drink too much to suppress her hatred for him for a while.

She walked to the bathroom, washed off the wine, washed up, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast, only to find that the golden millet porridge had been cooked in the stovetop casserole.

The pan next to it is packed with fried buns, sprinkled with black sesame seeds and chopped green onions, and covered with a transparent lid.

Gu Sasa doesn't know how to cook at all, who does this?

She was panicking with hunger, her stomach hurt a little, she didn't think about it so much, she opened the lid of the pot, couldn't wait to pick up a bun, put it in her mouth, and put porridge in it, and brought it to the restaurant.

Millet porridge with raw pan-fried, after a full meal, the stomach is also comfortable.

Qiao's Building, top floor.

The secretaries in the secretary's room, seeing Ye Mian walking towards this side with a briefcase, they all dared not breathe, and the matter of Mr. Ye and Mr. Qiao's seizure of power had spread within the group.

They are looking at Ye Mian now, as if they are watching the blackened Huan Huan in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", she is domineering and leaking, and there is a ruthlessness between her eyebrows.

By this time, she had already pushed open the door of the president's office.

The moment Ye Mian pushed open the office door, the whole person was stunned.

On the desk, there is a stack of documents, behind the documents, the man is wearing a suit and tie, he looks serious and focused, flipping through the documents.

After a while, he took a fountain pen from the pen holder, clicked it a few times, and signed.

When Qiao Zhanbei noticed the door, he raised his head and met her eyes.

She was looking at herself distractedly, thoughtfully, could it be that she remembered something?

remembered what happened to them in this office, and remembered the scenes where she accompanied him to fight the country.