Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Qi Jingan walked too fast, the sound of footsteps had gradually faded away, and he didn't notice the situation behind him.

Cheng Wen hurried forward and helped Chen Xuan up.

"Miss, are you okay? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Chen Xuan clenched her fists and threw the crutch at Cheng Wen as if venting her anger.

"Why don't you stop him for me?"

Cheng Wen frowned, but picked up the crutch without saying a word.

"Are you still eating? I'll take you home now?"

Chen Xuan grabbed the crutches and wanted to hit Cheng Wen again.

Cheng Wen took a few steps back, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Miss, you will be detained for 5-10 days for fighting. There is surveillance in the room. You gave me a crutch. Now I will go to the hospital for examination. It can be judged as a minor injury."

"you!"

Chen Xuan's expression turned even worse.

She smashed the table angrily, causing the waiter to rush over in a panic.

"Guest, can you calm down? These tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks are all very valuable!"

"What kind of junk dares to say that it is worth a lot? I smash it if I want, and I will naturally compensate you according to the price, and you don't need to worry about it!"

After a burst of noise, Chen Xuan finally calmed down.

She took out a card and Shi Shiran handed it to the waiter beside her.

"Bill, please."

The store manager came over and handed her a bill.

"This is the item you damaged just now. We have already counted it. Please check and sign for it."

Chen Xuan casually took the bill and glanced at it.

In an instant, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the color turned pale with fright.

"What dish dares to charge me one hundred thousand?"

The store manager had a smile on his lips, with a regretful look on his face.

"Normal meals, very few customers will smash plates. This is the first time we have encountered you like this. The plates in the shop are all antique porcelain plates, all of which are out of print and have certificates of authenticity. We are very sorry if you smashed them." Heartache. If you don’t believe me, you can take them out one by one to check.”

"In addition, this set of tables and chairs is also customized by the best Hainan Huanghuali. The new store has just opened, so there is basically no wear and tear, and some depreciation fees have been deducted for you. It is already a discounted price."

There are so many bills, and I have to pay 100 million in compensation.

It's not that Chen Xuan can't afford the money.

Although she is not very favored in the Chen family, the living expenses she should have are paid to the card every month.

Just making up the sum to pay, she will have to live in poverty for a while.

She muttered and complained: "Antiques are actually used for dinner, are you making a mistake!"

The store manager said softly: "Antique tableware is just ordinary tableware before it becomes an antique. It is not uncommon to use it for eating."

Chen Xuan almost thought that he was the one who opened the shop because of this pretense.

She rolled her eyes and withdrew her bank card abruptly: "You are not cheating, are you? I want to call the police!"

Chen Xuan thought about threatening the store owner by calling the police to make them retreat.

Unexpectedly, the store manager seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 110.

Just three minutes later, the police arrived.

It was only then that Chen Xuan realized that they had been waiting outside the door, waiting for the store manager to notify them.

These people caught Chen Xuan and wanted to take her out.

Cheng Wen, who had been watching coldly, stepped forward and had a few words of discussion.

"Miss, you should pay first. If you really want to make trouble at the police station, it's not good. The source of capital behind this store is unknown, and the money is huge. You can't afford it."

Chen Xuan gritted her teeth, took out her mobile phone, and called Chen Jiaming.

"Brother, give me 50."

She came as soon as she opened her mouth. On the other end of the phone, Chen Jiaming sneered.

"What happened again?"

"Don't ask, just forward it to me."

"Okay, okay, I can give it to you, how do you want to compensate me?"

Chen Xuan said anxiously, "Why don't you just do what you say?"

Chen Jiaming hung up the phone with a snap, and then the 50 text message rang.

Thinking of such a huge sum of money missing, Chen Xuan's heart was bleeding.

But she still reluctantly took the bank card to the store manager.

"Give it if you give it, it's not that you can't afford it, so hurry up!"

The waiter on the side pouted secretly.

It wasn't them who Momojiji refused to pay for a long time.

She followed the store manager's footsteps and asked in a low voice, "Is this person blacklisted?"

The store manager smiled gently: "The boss said, if the money can be paid, let her smash it."

……

When Ling Yue'er went out, the hot air rushed over her face.

Beads of sweat broke out all over her body, and she kept falling down, together with a few tears, dripped to the ground and disappeared.

Fortunately, it was dark, and the red eyes were not obvious.

After driving for about ten minutes, Qi Jingan called.

Ling Yue'er looked at Lai Xian, paused for two seconds, and then picked it up.

"what happened?"

Qi Jingan's serious voice came.

"How long will you be home? Are you in his car?"

Ling Yueer glanced at the navigation interface in front of her.

"Yes, we'll be there in ten minutes."

"You just met him, so you can get into his car without worry? If he has evil intentions..."

Ling Yueer interrupted him.

"Eat your meal well, don't worry about it. If he wants to do something bad, he doesn't have to wait until after the meal and send me back to do it."

Realizing that her tone was a bit aggressive, Ling Yue'er paused.

Her voice softened: "Eunhao is a very gentle person, don't worry, I'll be home soon."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jingan felt even more inexplicable emotions.

What did Ling Yueer say? She knew that he was very gentle when she just met him?

She is so kind.

Looking at things only sees the appearance.

To be deceived so easily.

Qi Jingan used to like this kind of character very much.

He likes Ling Yueer's innocence, her bad background, but her eyes full of hope for the world.

I also like how she looks like herself.

This is an advantage, and occasionally a disadvantage.

Just as Qi Jingan got off the car, he heard a message from Cheng Wen: "Boss Qi, they really just met each other not long ago. Madam went to Malata company in the afternoon, and this is the first time to check in and out."

The coldness between his brows and eyes dissipated immediately, he strode into the door, and saw Ling Yue'er was resting on the sofa.

"Why so fast...you didn't eat?" Ling Yue'er was quite surprised.

As soon as she arrived on her front foot, Qi Jingan came back on her back foot.

Such a fast speed can only be because Qi Jingan chased her back shortly after she left.

"No appetite."

Qi Jingan patted Ling Yueer's leg and asked her to move out of her place.

The sofa sank and he leaned down.

Ling Yue'er tapped Qi Jing'an with her leg: "What's the situation, do you want Auntie to do something for you?"

"Wait a minute."

Qi Jingan closed his eyes.

The chaotic thoughts made his temples swell, and after about ten minutes, Qi Jingan held Ling Yue'er's calf.

Kneaded one after another.

"I'm tired of shopping today."

Ling Yue'er rubbed her nose: "My legs are a little sore."

"Didn't buy anything?"

"I didn't see anything I liked."

Seeing that Qi Jingan regained her spirits, Ling Yueer called her auntie and asked her to cook some quick dishes.

Qi Jingan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealed the suspicion in his eyes.

"Is it clear what your brother is?"

"It seems to be the son of Malata. I checked just now, and their chairman is also named Min."

Malata, a well-known fast shopping website.

It rose during the rise of the Internet, but within ten years, it is now a leading domestic company.If this is the case, Min Enhao really doesn't need to get close to Ling Yueer for the sake of money and fame.

Qi Jingan was thinking about it, when he suddenly remembered that at the wine table a while ago, someone mentioned that the young master of Malata had a whim recently, and suddenly started planning a game.