Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Ling Yue'er immediately recognized the voice.

It was the man who made a phone call, didn't stop being rejected, and still insisted on texting her every day.

"you……"

This is too coincidental.

For a moment, Ling Yue'er even wondered if this man was following her.

However, Min Enhao suddenly grabbed Ling Yueer's hand, and the indifference on his face turned into excitement and excitement, as if he was a fan.

"So you are 'Kirara come to my arms' teacher? Teacher, I have liked you for a long time!"

He shouted a little loudly, and people passing by all turned their heads to watch.

Ling Yue'er's face turned red.

The screen name that was randomly chosen a few years ago was shouted out loudly, it was almost executed on the spot!
There is still such a long list of names, I really shouted them out without any stumbling.

"No, you let go..."

Ling Yueer hurriedly waved her hands, trying to escape but failed.

Ten minutes later, misguided passers-by surrounded him.

"Is it a star? It looks so beautiful."

"I don't know. It sounds very famous. What are they calling Mr. K, asking for an autograph."

"Which teacher is Mr. K? It doesn't matter, I want to see the excitement."

Ling Yue'er got out of the crowd in embarrassment and hid in the women's washroom.

She sat on the toilet, covering her face in embarrassment.

How could there be such a coincidence?

The person who texted him every day turned out to be Min Enhao's assistant.

And Min Enhao is her fan?
Her ID card was also found out, so they won't do anything drastic, right?
Ling Yue'er's heart was beating violently, and it took her a while to recover.

She opened the door carefully, and looked towards the door.

Seeing that the people outside had dispersed, Ling Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, tidied up her messy clothes, and went outside.

"Mr. K, Master Enhao has already gone to receive treatment. I wonder if you can spare some time and let me explain the game project to you?"

Shao Boyi stood quietly in the corner with a briefcase in his hand.

When Ling Yueer turned in from the corner, she suddenly made a sound, which startled Ling Yueer.

"There is nothing to say. Since you have found my personal information, you must be very clear. I am not short of the salary for painting."

"I understand, but..."

"It's nothing but, I have really logged out of the Internet, and I will never touch anything related to painting. If you come to harass me again, I will call the police!"

Although she rejected it many times, she still couldn't bear it.

Seeing Shao Boyi leave disappointed, Ling Yueer asked a question.

"Is Min Eun-ho seriously ill?"

Shao Boyi paused: "It's a little serious, the kind that can't be cured. Presumably you can also see that his physical condition is very bad."

Shao Boyi spoke vaguely, and his face was very solemn.

It can be seen that Min Enhao is a frequent visitor to the hospital.

He was sickly, thin, and fragile like glass.

There are not tens of thousands of well-known painters, but several thousand. Why should Min Enhao be so obsessed with finding someone like himself, an unknown person who has long been buried by time?

She couldn't help but think of the outline of the game. According to Shao Boyi, this game is Min Enhao's idea and his obsession.

Could it be... what kind of incurable disease did he suffer from?
If so, there is an explanation for Shao Boyi's persistence.

Ling Yue'er felt a little guilty in an instant.

Those abuses and gossips were like invisible ropes around her, binding her hands and feet.

But it's all just cowardly excuses.

She obviously only needed to spend time and draw a few pictures to satisfy someone's last wish, but she refused without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, I know you're just a beater. If my refusal will bring you scolding, I'm willing to explain it to Min Eun-ho face to face."

Shao Boyi nodded.

"I see, Master Enhao's treatment time is relatively long, why don't we reschedule to meet at the company?"

"Ok."

Ling Yueer bid farewell to Shao Boyi, turned around and was stunned.

Qi Jingan was standing behind him, frowning at Shao Boyi's back.

"Who is he?"

"How did you come?"

The two asked in unison, Qi Jingan rubbed between his brows.

"Why did you run out without saying hello? You didn't answer the phone, which made me worry about looking for you everywhere."

"Did you call me?"

Ling Yue'er took out the phone, and found that the battery was exhausted and turned off automatically.

"I just came out to go to the bathroom. Seeing that you are so worried about Xiaoxuan's leg injury, I didn't bother you."

Ling Yueer explained something, but Qi Jingan frowned even deeper.

"Are you jealous?"

He keenly sensed the sourness in Ling Yue'er's tone, and held Ling Yue'er's hand.

Ling Yueer dodged subconsciously.

"I didn't. Your sister sprained her ankle. It's normal to be anxious."

She pretended to be relaxed, and she couldn't see the depression of being alone just now.

Huo Daimei's words are firmly in Ling Yue'er's mind.

Although she is not so generous, she still has to pose as she should.

Relationships also need to be managed, which is an experience she only recently realized.

Whether it's getting along with Chen Xuan or Qi Jing'an, it's like a game of chess, so you have to cheer up to deal with it.

Compared to admitting defeat and handing over Qi Jingan, she hopes to go on hand in hand with him.

"Then what are you hiding from?"

Qi Jingan was certain that she was just jealous, and a smile appeared at the end of his eyes.

Ling Yueer's eyes widened: "You touched Xiaoxuan's feet just now, and you didn't wash your hands, and you came to hold me again? How about I take off my shoes now, and let you hold me after I buttoned my feet, and see if you hide or not!"

Qi Jingan couldn't help laughing, and immediately went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When she came out again, Ling Yue'er didn't hide anymore.

"Who was that person just now? You haven't answered my question yet."

Seeing that Qi Jingan was so concerned, Ling Yueer guessed that he might not have heard their conversation.

"Just a stranger asking for directions."

She skimmed the subject perfunctorily.

"How is Xiaoxuan's foot? Is it serious?"

"I just finished filming, and her bone is broken and she needs to be put in a cast for a month. I took her out to play, and now I send her back with a cast. I don't know how Uncle Chen will blame me."

Mentioning Uncle Chen, Ling Yueer thought of his condition.

"Uncle Chen has been discharged from the hospital? Speaking of which, why was he hospitalized?"

"I just remembered to ask now? He ate unclean seafood, got food poisoning, and lay in a coma for several days."

Ling Yueer looked at him in astonishment.

"Which store? Doesn't this tell him to close down?"

Looking at her ignorant and cute expression, Qi Jingan felt tenderness in his heart.

He quickly kissed Ling Yue'er, and quickly stood up straight.

Ling Yue'er covered her mouth, her face flushed.

"What are you doing! So suddenly..."

"Old couple, what's the matter with a kiss?" Qi Jingan stroked her hair, and the topic changed back to Uncle Chen.

"His family's cook has some problems. He is suspected of deliberately poisoning. He has been taken away by the police and has been investigated."

Ling Yueer was startled.

"Then our aunt won't have any problems?"

She thought that a while ago, some aunt dug out the pregnancy test report she had thrown into the trash can and sent it to Gu Junrou.

It caused her and Qi Jingan to have a big fight.

Afterwards, there was some estrangement in her heart, but she couldn't just replace them indiscriminately.

These people were here before she married into the Qi family.

"Auntie who is in contact with mother, have you found out?"