Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

The glasses were unmoved: "It's just a cold, it's not a big deal."

"She's been in a coma for a whole day with a high fever! Now, do me a favor, I can give you money for just one pill, and I'll give you the money you want when I go back!"

The eyes of the glasses rolled: "You will go back then, how could you transfer it to me? Don't think I'm easy to fool!"

Ling Yue'er immediately grabbed the railing, and stammered, "I can transfer it to you now."

Sweat drenched his back.

The railing was wet with palms and exuded a strong smell of rust.

Ling Yueer looked at the glasses expectantly, and said in a low voice, "You can contact Qi Jingan, and I will ask him to transfer the money to you."

Glasses sneered, put away the phone defensively and walked into the distance.

"It turns out that you came up with this idea, don't dream, it is impossible for me to trade with you in private."

Ling Yueer sat down on the spot and was silent for a while.

She looked at the sand at her feet and at the crescent moon in the sky.

As if talking to himself, a sentence suddenly popped up: "Actually, I don't really want to save her."

She smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Although I am Qi Jingan's wife in name, you can actually see that he cares more about the one in the room."

"They grew up as childhood sweethearts. If it wasn't for a car accident, they would have gotten married and become a couple."

"I have thought more than once that it would be great if she never showed up. Isn't it good to stay abroad? Why do you want to go back to China and destroy our marriage?"

Glasses raised his eyelids, "Then what else do you ask me to do?"

Ling Yueer thought about it.

At last he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"How to think and how to do it are two different things."

"I can't stand by and watch someone fall into danger, but I don't do anything. Even if she is my rival in love and the destroyer of my marriage."

"No emotion should override life."

After speaking, Ling Yueer walked back to the room.

She didn't look at her glasses again, she kept fetching water to wet the towel, and helped Chen Xuan cool down with cold water.

Until the moon rose to the middle, the glasses suddenly walked to the door and looked at Ling Yue'er coldly.

"20."

"it is good."

Ling Yueer replied without hesitation, and gave Qi Jingan's phone number.

Only then did he open the door and come in, throwing down a pill.

Seeing Ling Yueer softly coaxing Chen Xuan to take the medicine, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

"My wife is also a gentle but strong person just like you. It's a pity that I was cheated abroad to make money. Now that I have committed a crime, I can't go back. I'm afraid I won't see you again in the future."

"Can't you usually contact me?"

"How to contact? At first, I didn't even have a mobile phone. Now I can touch the mobile phone, but I don't dare to contact her again. I haven't heard from her for two years. She probably thinks that I died long ago and found a new husband. , have a good time."

Ling Yue'er frowned, and disagreed: "You haven't even tried to find out, how do you know that she is not concerned about you every day, waiting for you to come back? Do you have any children?"

Glasses touched his nose: "Yes, it's a boy, and he's six years old."

A woman with a six-year-old boy.

Where is it so easy to remarry?

Ling Yue'er sighed pitifully: "A six-year-old child without a father, how pitiful."

"That's better than having a dad who's been in prison."

"It's just your own thinking." Ling Yueer retorted.

When she was a child, she often dreamed that her parents would come back to pick her up.

Why was she born to be inferior?

Even if her conscience finds out, she longs for the missing family affection, and is extremely envious of other children who have parents who can pamper and love them.

It's a pity that they never appeared until Ling Yue'er grew up.

Later, Ling Yue'er gave up on this idea, and even didn't want to take the initiative to find her biological parents.

Maybe they are like glasses.

When I inadvertently think of the abandoned daughter, I will find reasons to say: Maybe she doesn't need parents.

"Have you ever asked your child? Maybe he doesn't need a perfect dad, as long as you are by his side."

The glasses pinched the phone and looked at Ling Yue'er in a daze.

He suddenly turned his head and wiped the corner of his eyes.

"I didn't ask for that money for myself. You can ask him to transfer it to my wife's account. I owe them too much."

Ling Yue'er didn't say any more, the phone was dialed for two seconds, and Qi Jingan picked it up immediately.

"Hey?"

Ling Yue'er didn't wait for Qi Jingan's reaction, and said in a low voice, "I'll send you an account, and you transfer 20 to the account."

Qi Jingan winked at Cheng Wen and told him to do it right away.

The people in the task force formed a circle, staring at Qi Jing'an.

Xue Yu wrote a line, signaling Qi Jingan to continue chatting with Ling Yueer.

"Are you ok?"

"Fortunately."

Ling Yue'er glanced at the glasses, seeing that he had no intention of taking back the phone immediately, so she said something.

"I love you, you must take care of yourself."

She hung up the phone and nervously returned the phone to the glasses.

After a while, a transfer message was forwarded to the mobile phone, showing that 20 had been transferred as promised.

Glasses deletes all chat history and text messages, and returns to the door.

Ling Yueer just sat down paralyzed.

The heart that was about to jump into her throat made her flustered.

Ling Yue'er rushed into the bathroom, panted twice, and washed her cheeks with cold water.

She wasn't sure whether Qi Jingan could understand the ordinary words she risked to say at the end.

That was the farewell words spoken by the hero and heroine when they parted ways in one of her favorite novels.

With someone staring at her, she couldn't convey the news that the kidnappers might tear up the ticket after receiving the ransom, so she could only remind Qi Jingan so vaguely.

But Ling Yue'er was also very clear that even if she reminded her, Qi Jingan had no choice.

In the end, the ransom will still be transferred to the account designated by the gangster, only she and Chen Xuan, the future is unknown.

"'Although this may be our last contact. I love you, you must take good care of yourself.' This is Yue'er's favorite book, what the heroine said when she broke up after suffering from an incurable disease."

Qi Jingan immediately realized what Ling Yueer really wanted to say.

She is saying goodbye to him.

She already knew the gangster's real plan, so she reminded him like this and persuaded him to give up?

How could he give up?

30 billion is not a small number.

But for the sake of Ling Yueer and Chen Xuan, he urgently sold a subsidiary company, and now he is waiting for the money to arrive.

"Don't panic, we are already in contact with the owner of this bank account, I will call her and ask her to persuade the owner of the phone to change his ways."

Xue Yu directed his subordinates while comforting Qi Jingan who had an ugly expression.

He was sleepless for two days straight.

The red blood in the eyes filled the entire white of the eyes, which looked extremely frightening.

The elegant image of Mr. Pianpian has disappeared.

Qi Jingan said dejectedly: "So what? This person is probably just a young man, he can't influence Lin Xinghuai's decision at all."

"What I want is for Yue'er to come back safely, instead of waiting for a bad news, and then you inform me that the kidnappers have been caught!"

The people in the task force looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Xue Yu.

The situation is unclear, and no one can make promises.

Xue Yu shook his head. Although it was late at night, the phone he dialed only rang a few times before being picked up immediately.

"Hello, who is it?"

A hoarse and tired voice came.