Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

"Did I read it wrong?" Ling Yue'er pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

It is actually a big risk to keep Qi Jingan in the villa.

She and Qi Jingan had such a quarrel, if Byron found out, they would definitely suspect their relationship.

And if you want to get close to Byron, you will definitely invite Byron to be a guest at home after you get close. If the two of them bump into each other head-on, Ling Yueer's personality will collapse in an instant.

At worst, when the time comes, let Qi Jingan pack his bags and go to the hotel to stay.

If he can bear it.

Ling Yue'er secretly prayed in her heart, begging Qi Jingan not to come out again to show her presence, while acting confused: "I must have misread it. How could Qi Jingan be at my house? I wish he would die quickly."

As she spoke, a look of anger suddenly appeared on her face.

"Brother Bailun, do you still not believe me?"

"no……"

Byron scratched his head in doubt, looked at the bodyguard at the door, and finally took a deep look at the French windows.

He just saw a vague figure, subconsciously thought it was Qi Jingan, and blurted out the words before he had time to think.

Maybe it's the cleaning aunt, or maybe the bodyguard.

He changed his words and said with an apologetic smile: "I was wrong. I was so surprised just now that I said it without thinking. How was the case handled in the end?"

Ling Yue'er curled her lips, still a little angry: "You want to fool me with these two words?"

"I was wrong, Miao Miao don't get angry with me again, okay?" Byron blinked his sky blue eyes, acting cute.

Ling Yue'er didn't hold back her expression: "Okay, okay."

"We reconciled, he agreed to my request, and he should have returned to China by now." She quickly changed the subject, "Don't mention him, let's go~"

They soon reached the back street of the hypermarket, where Grandma Bernard lived.

Before entering the door, the two bought some fruits and gifts downstairs. When they heard a knock on the door, Grandma Bernard opened the door: "Miao Miao, you are really here! You called me last night, I thought It's a dream!"

Sitting in a wheelchair, she opened her hands to Ling Yue'er.

Ling Yue'er hugged her, "I agreed to come and see you when I have time, I seem to be someone who doesn't count on words."

"It's not like, it's not like." The old lady said cheerfully, "That's great, you all came back to see me."

all come back?
Who else is back?

Ling Yue'er frowned, and there were footsteps in the living room, and when she looked up, it was Bernard.

He didn't wear a peaked cap, and he had a neat crew cut, and he was very student-like in his clothes.

Bernard looked up and looked at Byron behind Ling Yue'er in surprise, and opened his mouth in doubt.

"Ah... this is Byron, my boyfriend!" Ling Yueer took Byron's arm and solemnly introduced.

Immediately, she saw from Bernard's surprised eyes that he was surprised how she changed a man so quickly.

Obviously last night, he raced away with another man.

No, there's nothing surprising about changing men so quickly. Are you the leader of the gangster? Why are you so ignorant?

Ling Yueer replied with her eyes.

The old lady looked at Byron and adjusted the frame of the mirror: "Young man is so handsome, he matches Miao Miao very well. Is this the boyfriend you picked in the romance show you talked about last time?"

"I forgot to ask last time. I also want my grandson to participate and find a girlfriend to come back."

ah?Why did you talk about finding a girlfriend for him?Bernard's expression was dull.

He found a reason to slip away to the study room, Ling Yueer and grandma were enjoying the flowers on the small balcony, Byron accompanied the whole process with a smile, occasionally interjecting a few words.

On the way, Ling Yueer went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she saw Bernard standing in the kitchen, looking at the overcrowded refrigerator, probably wondering what to eat for lunch.

"Do you need help?" Ling Yueer approached him.

He turned back quickly, "You can see if there is anything you want to eat."

"Then I'll just order food, okay?" Ling Yue'er took out some ingredients and cleaned out the refrigerator by the way.

The elderly love to hoard food, which will also cause the ingredients in the refrigerator to expire and deteriorate, but they cannot be found in time.

"Have you taken care of the elderly before?" Bernard was a little surprised.

Ling Yueer thought of her grandfather.

Although she didn't take care of him for long, and even though she and Qi Jingan were divorced, whenever she talked to her grandma, she would always think of him as amiable and cute, secretly giving her red envelopes on the hospital bed.

I don't know how his condition is now. If there is a chance to meet again, will he still recognize her?
"I took care of one, although not for a long time." Ling Yueer smiled.

She didn't ask Bernard why she lied to grandma. Anyway, thanks to him, she had a false alarm yesterday and returned home without injury.

"Thank you for what happened yesterday." She said sincerely.

Bernard shrugged his shoulders: "It's not a big deal. In fact, at first I just wanted them to teach you a lesson and threaten you. Because I owe you a favor."

Bright?
Probably Chen Jiaming.

I don't know how he and Chen Xuan are doing recently... Thinking of them, Ling Yue'er felt a faint killing intent in her heart.

Mother Huo's death was all caused by Chen Xuan. If she hadn't had a choice, she would have chosen to kill her herself.

"After you left, Xu Hui was hit by a car on the side of the road." Ling Yue'er suddenly remembered that he probably didn't know about it.

Bernard was taken aback.

He seemed to want to ask something, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

At this time Byron came: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about what to eat for lunch." Ling Yueer's expression changed, and she said with a smile: "Brother Bailun, I haven't eaten for a few days. I really miss your cooking skills. Would you like to show us your skills?"

Byron was caught off guard and was about to be treated as a coolie again.

"No, you are guests, how can you let them cook? Let Bernard do it, and I will help." Grandma turned the wheelchair over with a serious expression.

There is no reason for young people to stand aside and let an old man with handicapped legs cook.

Byron waved his hand: "I'll come, I'll be with Bernard, Miaomiao, you go and chat with grandma."

It was rare for a deserted room to be so lively, and Grandma Bernard was also in a good mood, sitting on the side of the open kitchen and chatting with Ling Yueer.

"He treats you very well. Are you ready to meet both parents?"

Ling Yueer was also surprised by her sudden question.

Although she really wanted to pass Byron as soon as possible, get close to his father Seinfeld, and learn about him, the laboratory, and whether the military of country A was doing virus experiments that endangered the people.

"Meeting parents? It's too soon, we haven't known each other for long." Ling Yue'er blushed, and quickly glanced at Byron.

"No, when you meet someone you like, you should cherish the right person." Grandma said earnestly, stroking the back of Ling Yue'er's hand.

Byron couldn't pretend he didn't hear it. After thinking about it, he thought it would be a good idea for a few people to make an appointment to have a meal together and get to know each other.

Fortunately, my mother didn't follow the variety show completely, and only watched some excerpts. She didn't know that Ling Yueer was entangled by Qi Jingan, so she still had a good impression of her.

But would she agree to such a hasty invitation?
"Maybe you'll be free in a few days, so you can make an appointment to come to my house as a guest?" He said, his heart beating and his hands moving non-stop.

Ling Yueer was silent for a while.

Byron's heart sank, feeling a little lost.

Susu!

The sound of clothes rubbing close.

He turned around and found that she was approaching him, and asked hesitantly in a low voice, "Will this be too soon? If I agree, will your parents think I'm too frivolous?"

A smile appeared on Byron's face, "How come? They urged me to take you back to get to know each other as early as the end of the romance."

"Really? You're not teasing me, are you?" Ling Yue'er looked suspicious.

"Of course not." Byron said seriously, "I also really want to take you back to meet my parents and see the place where I grew up."

"Oh..." Ling Yue'er quickly lowered her eyes, and her ears were once again stained crimson.

She bit her lip and didn't immediately give a positive answer.

"I'll get back to you later."

"Okay." Byron smiled unchanged.

It seems that when facing the most important things in life, she still feels at a loss and shy like a little girl.

Byron felt that he had gradually lifted Ling Yueer's superficial cover-up, and began to truly understand her heart.

Of course, this was just Ling Yueer's deliberate act.

After working for more than an hour, the table was full of sumptuous lunches.

Ling Yue'er had just picked up the knife and fork when suddenly the phone rang.

It was Qi Jingan calling.

He never changed his phone number, so although Ling Yue'er didn't make a note, she could still remember it at a glance.

Ling Yue'er paused, not knowing what Qi Jingan was up to.

She hung up the phone, pretending that she had received a harassing call, and told Byron about the annoyed and swearing at the signing company in the morning.

"I received a call yesterday, it should be from the director." Byron was also very distressed.

Unlike some people, he appeared on variety shows for the sake of being popular and making his debut.

He has an enviable and stable job and does not need to rely on the entertainment industry to make a fortune, so he has no interest in signing artists.

"This old man is really wicked!" Ling Yue'er echoed.

Just a few words, her cell phone rang again.

This time it was the landline at home.

Ling Yue'er clicked her tongue in her heart, and explained: "My aunt at home called me, there should be something wrong."

When she picked up the phone, she heard her aunt say in a panic: "Miss, a group of people suddenly came outside the door, saying that Mr. Qi owed them money and asked him to pay the debt."

"There are a lot of them, and they brought a lot of guns. Mr. Qi was afraid of hurting us in a conflict, so he went out alone!"

Ling Yue'er stood up abruptly: "What! Why is he so stupid!"

No, he's not stupid.

He was betting on his own safety, and wanted her to go back and save him!

Ling Yue'er suddenly calmed down, slowing down her rapid breathing and rapid heartbeat.

"Okay, I see." After she finished speaking, she smiled apologetically at Byron, and walked aside to call Qi Jingan.

"Yue'er." The phone was picked up quickly.

His voice was low and his tone was not flustered.

Ling Yue'er has already seen through him: "How much do they want from you? I'll transfer it to you."

"I can't ask for your money."

"No? Then what are you going to do? Oh, you must have plenty of solutions, and I don't need to worry about it, right? The former richest man in China."

Qi Jingan sighed lowly: "Yue'er, you clearly know that's not what I mean."

"I won't go back to save you." Ling Yue'er said calmly and coldly, "If you clearly refuse the help I can give, then I won't rush to help you."

The breathing was heavy.

Qi Jingan was silent for a long time, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Ling Yue'er returned to the table, and after eating, she waited for grandma to fall asleep before saying goodbye to Bai Lun.

He said he wasn't worried, but if those debt collectors surrounded the house and beat Qi Jingan half to death, she still had to deal with it.

Hurrying home, seeing no one at the door, Ling Yueer felt relieved.

The bodyguard opened the door and reported in a low voice: "Miss, a group of people came to collect debts just now, and they asked us to hand over Mr. Qi, and there was some conflict."

"Did someone take it away?"

"No, Mr. Qi was beaten. We wanted to send him to the hospital, but he refused, saying that you forbid him to go out."

As the bodyguard said, he looked at Ling Yue'er very intriguingly.

Ling Yueer was amused: "When the debt collector came to the door, why didn't he remember that I wouldn't let him go out?"

She walked through the garden, Qi Jingan was sitting on a chair, and her aunt came with a medicine box, and she saw Ling Yueer's eyes lit up: "Miss, you are back."

"Ah."

Hearing his aunt's greeting, Qi Jingan immediately got up and greeted her with a smile: "Miaomiao, you came back to see me."

There were a few scrapes on his face and arms, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured, and he didn't need to go to the hospital.

Ling Yueer raised her eyebrows.

Qi Jingan has only been here for two days, and he bought the bodyguard she hired?
"Just this little injury? If I had known earlier, I would not have come back. I thought they would chop off two of your fingers before letting you go." She passed Qi Jingan and sat on the sofa.

Qi Jingan followed behind her very calmly.

"Stand in front of me." Ling Yue'er said coldly.

He paused and walked up to Ling Yueer.

Auntie saw that the atmosphere was obviously not right, she just felt that the medicine box in her hand seemed to be hot, the thought flashed for two seconds, she decisively put down the medical box, and silently exited the hall.

Ling Yueer stared at him coldly.

Qi Jingan lowered his head, looking back at her as if nothing had happened.

Compared with the domineering attitude before, he doesn't look like a person at all.

Just a bastard.

Ling Yue'er rested her chin on one hand, and scolded mercilessly: "Do you know how much trouble I indirectly caused me by letting you stay?"

"Just yesterday, because of you, I was sprayed on the Internet, and Xu Hui will find someone to take revenge offline."

"Now that Xu Hui is injured, when Xu Hui's mother comes over, she will inevitably trouble me again."

And she not only had to worry about being discovered by Byron, but also worried about Qi Jingan's safety at home.

How could Hua Yuanqing be tricked by a ghost?

Now I am making myself suffer, it is hard to ride a tiger.

Qi Jingan simply admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."

"I promised to pay all the money from the sale of the car to the debt collector, and he agreed to give it a few days' grace. In the future, this kind of thing will not affect your trip again."

"There is also Xu Hui's matter. I will also find a way as soon as possible and ask someone to solve it."

He has no power and power now, and he should put on a low profile in everything he wants to do.

Moreover, Ling Yue'er said that she didn't care about him, but in the end she left Bai Lun and came back to see him. The goal had been achieved, so Qi Jingan was naturally in a good mood.

It's not a big deal to coax Ling Yue'er now.

As he spoke, he suddenly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

Ling Yueer was stunned: "You, what are you doing!"