✨ ex-husband, remarrying 16 ✨

The windows were half open, and the blue curtains swayed in the wind.

The afternoon sun shines through the gap, which is a bit dazzling. After being in the dark for a long time, the man squinted slightly and blinked. After getting used to the white light, the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

The cold touch on his hand reminded him of the feeling of being held tightly every night. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a sharp light flashed through his deep eyes. Those were eyes that were beautiful enough to speak, and were full of intimidation. enough to sink in.

I could hear the shallow breathing of the person lying beside the bed.

Yan Jing wanted to turn his head sideways, but his neck was soft and weak.

The little girl could only have a rough outline in the corner of his eye.

She has long hair with slightly curled ends, her fair and small face appears hazy in the halo, her slender arms are half-rested on the bed, and suddenly move.

Yan Jing didn't know where the guilty conscience came from, and immediately closed his eyes.

Ling Qingxuan looked sideways at the sunlight outside the window, and yawned slightly, she let go of Yan Jing's hand and rubbed her arm.

In the middle of the way, Yan's mother seemed to come, and she didn't get up because she was too lazy to deal with it.

Next to him was the book that Doctor Chu brought over, and Ling Qingxuan picked up one.

"Why is there a parenting manual?" Dr. Chu could hardly have children.

Ling Qingxuan flipped through the book and changed the book. A call came in from her cell phone, and she connected.

"...don't go today...not...as you like."

After a brief call, Yan Jing couldn't analyze what the two were communicating.

The sound of turning the pages of the book circulated in the room. Yan Jing waited for her to read to him for a long time, but the little girl just read it by herself.

Yan Jing suddenly felt that every second was like a year.

He didn't dare to speak lightly, for fear that his dry voice would make her feel bad, and he didn't know what to say when he suddenly faced her.

After a while, Ling Qingxuan took the book again, "Yan Jing, do you want some water?"

"……want."

Yan Jing: ? ? ?

The hoarse and dry voice stopped after only one word, and Yan Jing suddenly opened his eyes.

He, he just spoke!

The person sitting beside the bed didn't seem surprised. She got up and poured a glass of warm water, then came back and took off the oxygen mask on Yan Jing's nose and lips.

During this process, Yan Jing finally saw the appearance of his wife.

It is not the same as the gentle and virtuous in his imagination, but the cold strangers do not enter.

He was a little uneasy. After the hospital bed was propped up, Ling Qingxuan put the water glass to his mouth for a second and then retracted it.

Yan Jing opened his mouth slightly and was stunned.

"Can you drink now?"

She took a book by the bed and quickly flipped through it.

Then he tested it on the spot and found a cotton swab to stick on his lips.

Well, it was the same gentle movement, Yan Jing looked at her softly.

"You...how..." It's a little uncomfortable to say a few more words.

Ling Qingxuan said: "I want to ask how I know you are awake?"

Yan Jing blinked and nodded.

"You peeked at me." She sensed it just from the corner of her eye.

Yan Jing: ...then you deliberately took so long to ignore me.

"Can it move anywhere else?"

Yan Jing only looked at her with watery eyes.

zz, is the little guy stupid?

[Host, the villain has just woken up, this kind of reaction is normal. 】However, are you going to abandon the villain if the host is stupid?

Ling Qingxuan was about to get up and ring the bell, but he stopped him: "...Don't."

"You don't want anyone to know?"

"Um."

Ling Qingxuan withdrew her hand, "Okay."

He should be thinking about the Yan family, making a low-key comeback, not letting others take hold of him, and at the same time finding out who caused the accident.

"Can Dr. Chu tell me?" Ling Qingxuan asked him.

Yan Jing's eyes were a little unhappy. Why did he look for people everywhere as soon as he woke up, but also to find Chu Qing? When he was lying on the bed, did the two of them often contact each other.

The cold fingers brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and the little girl leaned closer and said softly, "If you don't want to, then don't tell anyone, only I know."

The breath blew, and Yan Jing's pale face was slightly flushed.

"……Um."

So Ling Qingxuan taught himself on the spot, flipped through the book beside him, and performed muscle recovery for him according to the above method.

The cool little hands rubbed the skin, Yan Jing didn't say a word, but kept his eyes on her, as if she was his whole world.

"Take a break." After rubbing for about an hour, Yan Jing said.

Ling Qingxuan nodded and wiped his lips with a cotton swab.

Looking at his wife up close, Yan Jing comes with a filter.

Those eyes look good no matter how indifferent they are, they are full of love to him, and such gentle movements are her hard work and hard work.

After his body recovered a little, he said, "I want to see... Yan Shi, the report."

"Tomorrow, I'll ask Assistant Wu to get it for you." The little guy is indeed a workaholic, and he wants to work as soon as he wakes up.

Throughout the afternoon, Yan Jing talked to her on and off. He wanted to get to know her a little more, to get along with her more, and to make up for the previous misses.

"Old...wife." The man said suddenly, his voice a little shy.

Aya Qingxuan looked at him suspiciously.

Could it be that he didn't remember that he had drawn up a divorce agreement?

They are divorced and call her wife, isn't this a hooligan?

Aya Qingxuan decided to correct him.

[Host, the villain just woke up, it’s not good to be stimulated like this, let’s talk about it another day. 】

Oh.

Yan Jing looked at her expectantly.

Didn't you call his husband before? Why don't you call.

Ling Qingxuan saw that it was almost time, got up and said, "I'll bring some porridge."

Eating a little liquid food should be fine.

After the little girl left quickly, Yan Jing sat in the empty ward, lowered his eyes and tried to raise his hand.

Falling and lifting repeatedly, he gritted his teeth and raised it at one range.

"call……"

Xiao took a breath and paused for a while before he put it down, and then switched to the other hand.

When he could lift both hands, he pursed the corners of his lips.

He needs to recover quickly.

When Ling Qingxuan came in, he saw a smirk on the corner of his mouth.

Aside from lying on the hospital bed, he is indeed a proud son of heaven. If this plane hadn't met Ling Qingxuan, he might have been lying on the bed like this for the rest of his life.

The little girl frowned slightly.

A strange emotion suddenly rose up in her heart. Is it fortunate?

Thank you for your ability to restore him.

Get him back to health.

She sat on the edge of the bed, blowing with a spoon, "Open your mouth."

Yan Jing opened his mouth obediently, the soft and glutinous porridge was bland and tasteless, but he was happy with it.

He struggled to even speak, so his chewing speed was slow, and after Ling Qingxuan fed him three or four mouthfuls, he couldn't eat it.

The rest of the porridge, Aya Seigen, was resolved.

Yan Jing just stared blankly at her eating with the spoon he had used.

Heart full and sweet.

He just woke up in more than 20 years, and looked at her with the hotness of a hairy boy.

The nurse was not here today, so Ling Qingxuan wanted to remove his clothes as usual, but the man's eyes were flustered, "Let the nurse, come."

She couldn't move or stop it before, so she could only do it.

But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt awkward and ashamed.

Ling Qingxuan frowned slightly, the nurses are on vacation, what are you going to do?

She directly peeled him off and started scrubbing his body.

Yan Jing...

Yan Jing is like boiled shrimp.

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✨ ex-husband, remarrying 17 ✨

After being washed by Ling Qingxuan, it was fragrant and clean. Even after changing clothes, Yan Jing's face was still red.

"You're not allowed to look at me. Look at other people's." Yan Jing turned his face away, a little embarrassed.

"Well, just look at you." Ling Qingxuan buttoned up, "Although you don't have abdominal muscles."

Yan Jing felt that his sanity was about to lose, "Yes!"

Just not now.

She really disliked him for not having abs.

[Cough, host, you have to take care and care of the patient, what are you doing when you have nothing to do with your heart. 】

There are more poignant words in this seat, do you want to hear?

[...I don't want to, I don't want to, you should tell the villain. 】

The little girl slipped into the bed with a cold body, but Yan Jing remained silent.

Ling Qingxuan thought for a while, and said solemnly, "It was my fault."

Yan Jing raised his eyes and waited for her next sentence.

"There are still some outlines, I can imagine it."

Yan Jing: It is better not to say.

The two of them were covered with the same quilt, but they slept well.

Yan Jing blinked and waited for a while, but didn't wait for a good night kiss.

He slowly turned his head to look at her, and made a slight nudging hint.

"Are you thirsty?" the little girl said seriously, "what if you wet the bed at night if you drink too much?"

Yan Jing: ? ? ?

It seems that his wife has changed since he woke up.

Yan Jing closed his eyes in despair, it's not too late tonight...

There was a little movement next to him, a kiss as light as a snowflake fell on his forehead, and the little girl's cold voice sounded.

"Good night."

The corners of the drooping mouth suddenly rose, and Yan Jing said softly, "Good night, dear."

Ling Qingxuan looked at his side face, pursed her lips, and reached out to hold his hand.

No matter what he becomes, he is essentially her little guy.

...

Ling Qingxuan contacted Assistant Wu early the next morning.

He couldn't get out of the company, so Ling Qingxuan personally went to get the report and information on Yan's operation during this period.

"President Yan is not here. These contracts have been piled up here for several days. If you don't sign them, more and more people will betray them. I think the board of directors can't help it."

Assistant Wu sorted out the things, but didn't give it to her directly, "Miss Ling, theoretically, I can't give you these things."

Ling Qingxuan looked at his face and said slowly, "Yan Jing wants to see it."

'patta'

The data fell to the ground, and Assistant Wu said stunned: "You said... Mr. Yan? Mr. Yan is awake?"

His voice grew louder, and Ling Qingxuan said, "Do you want the whole company to know about it?"

"Cough." Assistant Wu lowered his voice, "Really?"

‘knock knock’

There was a knock on the door, and the secretary said, "Assistant Wu, the meeting is about to start."

Assistant Wu still looked at Ling Qingxuan eagerly, and said with a mouth shape: "Can I trust you?"

"Of course." Ling Qingxuan stretched out his hand, "I'll ask him to call you later."

Assistant Wu quickly picked up the things on the ground, patted them, and handed them to her.

"And the contract, I'll show him together."

So Assistant Wu obediently handed the accumulated contracts to Ling Qingxuan.

Ling Qingxuan put her things into her backpack, "Has there been any rumors about Yan Jing's life or death recently from the Yan family?"

Assistant Wu lowered his head and thought deeply, "It was there at the beginning, after being suppressed, it really started again recently, it seems that it was spread by a small clerk, saying... that Mr. Yan may have died, otherwise he would not have been absent for such a long time. ."

His brows were getting tighter and tighter, "Just like what others say, everyone who got the board will find reasons and evidence to oust President Yan."

"There's no need to refute, let them make trouble." Ling Qingxuan put on the backpack, just like a student who was not deep in the world.

Although Assistant Wu had doubts, he nodded in agreement after thinking about Mr. Yan's words, "Okay."

He will confirm with President Yan on the phone later.

Ling Qingxuan walked out, and Assistant Wu waved and said hello, "Walk slowly, by the way, Miss Ling, Mr. Yan liked the dessert from that coffee shop last time."

The secretary was waiting outside, and was stunned for a moment when she saw a female student come out with a smile, but she quickly returned to a professional smile and nodded in greeting.

Assistant Wu sorted out her appearance and then came out, mumbling, "No wonder she is so aggressive to buy a company, it turns out that President Yan is behind the scenes, why do they want to divorce if they trust each other so much, now the love between husband and wife is like this cultivated?"

"What's the fun?" The secretary only heard the words behind and asked in confusion.

"Hehe, nothing, let's have a meeting."

...

During working hours, there are not many people in the coffee shop near the company.

Ling Qingxuan chose several desserts to pack, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of some familiar figures on the street corner.

[The host is Fu Yifeng. 】

An eyesore, can you do it?

【I can't~】

Ling Qingxuan asked the service staff expressionlessly, "Is this box easy to sprinkle?"

The waiter smiled awkwardly: "No, if you don't shake it violently, you won't."

Around the corner, in a dark place, the light from the phone reflected on Fu Yifeng's face, making it look a little distorted.

After sending several text messages in a row, he couldn't help but make a call.

"The employer's task has not been completed, and it is impossible to give you the full payment. According to the rules, you have to return the deposit to me."

"What...you call me a spicy chicken?" Fu Yifeng said angrily, "I want to sue you and hire someone else."

After pressing down the number, Fu Yifeng called again.

"Hello? Has the news spread?" After listening to the words over there, he laughed sullenly, "I have seen the stock price of Yan's, and it is doing well."

Facing the side of the road, the sound of footsteps approaching slowly, Fu Yifeng got carried away talking, and only frowned when the sun was partially obscured.

Seeing that the person coming was Ling Qingxuan, he put away his phone, "Ayanxi, why are you here?"

Thinking that relying on Lingxi is better than relying on himself, his attitude towards Ling Qingxuan is not as warm and sweet as before.

However, seeing her beautiful face, she took care of him.

Ling Qingxuanchao looked around, um, there is no clean place to put dessert boxes, she should have put them in the store just now.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Yifeng transferred the anger he wanted to vent on Yan Jing to her, "Actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question. You and Yan Jing have been married for two years, and he has never touched you, right?"

Ling Qingxuan decided to make Lingjian appear holding the box, so that she wouldn't get dirty when she punched someone.

The little guy will probably be unhappy when he sees an incomplete dessert.

"Ayaxi, can't you hear me!"

Ling Qingxuan confirmed the process, and then raised her eyes to look at him, "Why should you listen to what the spicy chicken says?"

"You!" Fu Yifeng was about to step forward, but when he saw her approaching, he couldn't help laughing.

It's just a girl. The last time he let her, she really thought she was awesome.

"There is a hotel nearby. Yan Jing didn't touch you until he died. Why don't I help you solve the loneliness."

He clenched his fists and reached out.

"Resolve loneliness." Ling Qingxuan read these words.

The male protagonist's positioning of himself is really accurate, saving a lot of trouble.

The little girl's voice was cold and cold, and the sunlight in this area seemed to be completely blocked.

It seemed that something terrifying was about to happen.

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✨ ex-husband, remarrying 18 ✨

The mobile phone that fell on the side of the alley seemed to be abandoned, and no one answered the call from the people inside.

However, there was only a muffled muffled sound that could not be resisted.

Fu Yifeng was taken to the hospital, and the garbage collector passed by, searched everything on him, and scolded him for being a pauper.

After the doctor checked him, when he woke up and contacted his family, Fu Yifeng had a swollen face and said vaguely, "I-I want to sue Lingxi..."

A doctor wearing a white coat passed by outside, and the well-dressed doctor came in and asked gently, "Did you get beaten by that person?"

"Yes!"

Fu Yifeng's eyes were blue and purple, and the tears in his lacrimal glands were sore that he couldn't help shedding tears. This **** Lingxi, he just beat her to death, he wanted her to look good!

The doctor said gently: "It sounds like a little girl's name, have you been beaten by a woman?"

Fu Yifeng said angrily, "What about the woman, she did it first!"

What happened to this doctor, he kept staring at this and said.

The doctor sighed: "It looks like you offended the lady, but it's usually premised on harassment and finding fault. Sir, I think you have a personality problem and are not suitable for our hospital."

So under the doctor's instructions, Fu Yifeng took a stretcher and threw him to the police station, so women should be punished.

"Doctor Chu, why are you free to come to the hospital today?"

The doctor who was frantically eating melons asked with a smile.

Dr. Chu straightened the pen in his pocket, "Come and check the information."

He is here to destroy the data.

When the lady was not at home, the old lady was fooled and let him out after a few words. It felt good that no one was watching.

Dr. Chu went to the reference room, the phone rang, he looked at the unfamiliar number, and pressed it down.

After a while, it rang again, and his brows, which had been warmly polished by the years, were slightly wrinkled, and he pressed the number off again.

This point was the busiest time of the hospital, and the lights in the corridor were dim, as if he was the only one here.

Thinking of a possibility, he pursed his lips and dialed the number.

"Dudu..."

The sudden bell sounded close at hand, and his eyes turned to the closed safety passage beside him.

In the next second, he turned and ran towards the elevator entrance, the smooth floor rubbing the soles of the leather shoes.

He stretched out his hand out of breath, just as he was about to press the button, an extra hand appeared in his sight and pressed it down for him.

An unfamiliar yet familiar aura teased in his ear, "Your physical strength is as bad as it was back then."