Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 22 Years (1)
Ye Chen pursed the corners of his lips, did not speak any more, and turned his face to look out of the car window. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to a heart, how can it not hurt?
"How did you end up in that fork?" At the next traffic light, the man quickly glanced at her while waiting for the red light.

"I just walked around, that's where I went." Ye Chen lied. In fact, she walked into that deserted alley because she liked to hide alone in the dark. .

"You are so stupid, you dare to walk around in a strange place." The man sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

One night, being called a "stupid woman" by him one after another, Ye Chen felt suffocated, and glared at him with a downcast face, "Of course I'm not as smart as you, President Ling."

Talking back to Ling Mo, this was something she had never even dared to think about in the past three years, and once she said it, her heart became much smoother. It turns out that after deciding to give up completely, the emotions can be vented, which can make people feel so comfortable.

"You..." The man frowned, and was about to speak when the green light came on, but he didn't say anything, his beautiful and slender fingers held the steering wheel, and the car drove forward like flying.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again, the air seemed to be stagnant, which made people feel tense.

Fortunately, Ling Mo turned on the radio when Ye Chen began to pinch the corners of his clothes.

An old song was playing inside, with melodious melody and poignant lyrics, reverberating in this night, making people want to cry.

If time, forget to turn, forget to take something.

Will you still stop at the day when you said you love me?

Then in a corner of the world, we have our home.

You say my chest makes you feel warm...

"What's wrong?" Ling Mo asked the woman beside her with a tissue covering her eyes when the car was parked.

"It's nothing." Ye Chen sniffed hard, not wanting him to see his flushed eyes, opened the door and got out of the car.

Hearing the sound of the car door opening on the other side, she stopped, turned her back to him, without turning her head, "You go back." Listening carefully, her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had just cried.

The ex-husband and ex-wife appeared together in the hospital late at night, and being seen by those reporters, they would write scribbles with embellishments. She didn't care anymore, and she didn't want to affect Ye Zhenshan's promotion because of her.

"Ye Chen." A familiar voice came from behind, "I'll go to the police station first, wait for you to bandage up, wait for me here, I'll pick you up."

"Mr. Ling, no need, I will go back by myself." Taking a deep breath, she didn't stay any longer, and strode towards the emergency room of the hospital.

It's really ironic, after three years of almost humble flattery, she never got into his heart, and she didn't even hear a good word, but on the third day after the divorce, she got a completely different treatment.

"Miss, what department are you in?" Looking at the woman standing at the registration window with dazed eyes and still not speaking, the nurse inside couldn't help reminding: "There are still a lot of people queuing up behind."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm in surgery." Ye Chen suddenly came back to his senses, what happened to her, it was as if her soul had been shelled out, her heart, out of her control, went out of the hospital door, the car should have been Float away on the departing Audi R8.

After coming out of the consulting room, her hands and neck were wrapped in bandages. After buying a bottle of hot milk tea from the vending machine, she sat in the rest area of ​​the lobby, thinking about where she would go later.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Qian Lifang. Thinking of his current appearance and being nagged by her endlessly, he must have been worried for a while. After hesitating, he closed it before clicking on the address book.

Where to go?
She racked her brains.

"I'm not leaving yet, I plan to sit here all night." A black shadow came from above his head, accompanied by a voice that was so clear that it couldn't be more clear.

Ye Chen's hand holding the phone trembled, and he said in a bad tone, "What's the matter with you?"

After drinking a bottle of hot milk tea, she really gained strength.

"Hey... there's something wrong with you... Hey..." The next moment, she was picked up by someone directly. The man's strength was so strong that no matter how hard she struggled, it would be useless.

In the end, she could only let him carry her out of the hospital, and then was stuffed into his car.

"What on earth do you want to do?" This was the first sentence she yelled at the man who sat in the driving seat after she sat firmly in the car. At the same time, she also regretted why she didn't buy eight-treasure porridge just now, at least she could have more strength .

The man's eyes were heavy, half of that beautiful face was hidden in the night, "Ye Chen, don't sell the house anymore, I'll give you 1000 million."

"What?" Ye Chen thought he heard it wrong, so he couldn't help repeating it.

"1000 million, stay with me for a year." The man turned his head and looked straight at her, his eyes were as deep as a vast deep pool, and outsiders would never be able to gain insight into his thoughts.

"What's wrong with you!" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then cursed severely, and then opened the door with his backhand.

She didn't want to become the mistress who was cast aside by everyone in the world, and she didn't want to repeat the bloody things that some posts said about becoming the ex-husband's lover after divorce.

This time, Ling Mo didn't get out of the car to chase after her, and let her go. Through the windshield, he stared at her slender and weak back, and a trance flashed in his usually clear eyes.

If Ye Chen originally had the idea of ​​going back to that luxury villa in the city for a night, then now, following what Ling Mo said inexplicably, she completely gave up the idea of ​​going back again.

When she went into the bag to get the wallet, she accidentally touched the bunch of keys. She regretted why she didn't return it to him along with the real estate certificate.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, there are no more rooms." This is the same message that Ye Chen got when he handed his ID card to the front desk for registration at the third hotel.

"No way, didn't you just say that there are still rooms?" Ye Chen took back his ID card with a full face of doubt.

The person in charge of registering at the front desk was a very young girl who seemed to be very sympathetic to the woman whose neck and hands were wrapped in gauze, looked at the computer, clicked the mouse, and smiled at her, "I'm so sorry, I made a mistake just now, and the last room was reserved 2 minutes ago."

(End of this chapter)