Mr.CEO's Priceless Ex-wife

In front of a mirror, the troupe leader looked at his face carefully. He had never observed himself so carefully. Before, he hid himself under the heavy makeup of Peking opera characters. Now he has to change into someone else's face for his own purpose.

He slowly opened a wooden box. There was a newly formed human skin mask in it. He took it out carefully for fear of leaving any bad traces. He modified it more according to his face, and there must be no flaws.

Last night, Qiao Xiaoxiao ran away. It seems that she has doubts in her heart. It's not a way to hide it from her. There must be a beginning.

"Class leader?" Outside the door came a young male voice.

"What's up?" The troupe leader put down his eyebrow pencil and carefully put the human skin mask into the box.

The young man is used to the mystery of the team leader sometimes. He always hides something in his heart that makes him unpredictable, such as his plot this time. He felt that Miss Qiao was not a bad person, but he never dared to refuse what the leader ordered.

He bowed slightly. "Miss Qiao seems to be awake. What should I do next?"

As soon as he finished, the class leader opened the door of the room, "send her another meal and remember to control the amount of ecstasy."

"Yes."

Looking at the disappeared figure, the troupe leader thought to give him some more time, everything would not be different.

The young man opened the door with the meal and saw Qiao Xiaoxiao sitting motionless on the bed, just staring at himself. Is it not that the strength of the overpowering drug has not passed.

"Miss Qiao, are you all right?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't want to talk to these people at all. He hated him angrily and didn't speak.

"Miss Qiao, you should say hello to us if you want to go. You don't know the terrain outside. You can't go out on two legs alone." The young man said and put the meals on the table one by one.

"Eat."

"No, take it away." Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that he must not eat his family's food. Who knows if he will put overpowering drugs.

The man was stunned. The leader ordered her to eat. He must let her eat the food in front of him so as not to make any mistakes.

He walked into Qiao Xiaoxiao step by step, with a gentle smile on his face and said, "how can we not eat? My boss said that Miss Qiao needs to have a good meal and rest before she can take you to find your husband."

"Really?" Qiao Xiaoxiao suddenly stood up and excitedly pulled the young man's sleeve.

The young man nodded and answered positively, "of course it's true, but eat the meal first."

As soon as Qiao Xiaoxiao heard that she was going to find mu Zehao, she dispelled some doubts. Under persuasion, she went to the table, picked up chopsticks and took a few bites casually, hoping to see mu Zehao as soon as possible.

This time, the young man didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood by and watched Qiao Xiaoxiao finish his meal.

"Let's have a rest after eating, Miss Qiao." The young man began to clean the table with a hard-working appearance.

Qiao Xiaoxiao doesn't know why he sympathizes with him. Isn't it because of his good temper?

"How long have you been here?"

"I came here when I was very young. I was abducted here by traffickers to sell. The leader saw it and bought me back." When the young man talked about his life experience, he no longer had any smile. His tone was cold and there was no temperature.

"Er..." Qiao Xiao didn't expect that he would exist in this way.

"Miss Qiao, you'd better have a rest." In a few short words, he had cleared the table. He went out with leftovers and locked the door again.

After a while, Qiao Xiaoxiao felt dizzy again. She staggered back to the bed, fell down and faced the ceiling. She prayed in her heart that the class leader was a good man and could really take her to Mu Zehao. After returning, she would let mu Zehao help them. Unfortunately, all this is just Qiao Xiaoxiao's fantasy. Even if the troupe leader is a good man, it is not for her and him.

Soon, Qiao Xiaoxiao entered a deep sleep. She had another strange dream. This time, she was in the middle of a river. She looked at a man sitting on the bow with her back to her.

Dressed in black, she stood up, approached him, looked at the back of his head and patted him on the shoulder.

"Mu Zehao?" Qiao Xiao cried suspiciously.

Mu Zehao looked back and smiled, "you're awake."

Qiao Xiaoxiao laughed and nodded happily.

"Qiao Xiaoxiao, Qiao Xiaoxiao!"

Suddenly, Qiao Xiaoxiao heard someone calling herself behind her. It turned out that there was a boat behind her. She put on mu Zehao, who was standing in white, like the picture of the positive characters in the fairy sword.

"Qiao Xiaoxiao, jump into the river and run. It's too late."

"What!" Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't fully hear it. He only heard the anxiety in his voice.

Qiao Xiaoxiao took two steps back to understand.

"Fool, run!"

This sound completely woke Qiao Xiaoxiao up and suddenly did it. He found that the troupe leader was already standing by the bed and looking at himself.

"Have a nightmare?" The head of the troupe still looks gentle.

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded. A large bead of sweat appeared on her forehead. She wiped it with her hand.

"I used to have nightmares. Later, I heard people say that as long as I don't worry and think nonsense, there will be no nightmares." The troupe leader handed Qiao Xiaoxiao a paper towel.

"Thank you. It's true, but since I was rescued by you, there have been more and more nightmares. It seems that the class leader also has a certain responsibility."

Qiao Xiaoxiao lifted the quilt out of bed and bent over to put on her shoes. She thought that what was frightening was that she just woke up. The class leader looked at her eyes and couldn't tell her feeling. Anyway, it wasn't a good thing.

"When did the leader learn to enter the girl's room without knocking?" Qiao Xiaoxiao stood up and looked into the eyes of the work owner.

The class leader smiled, "I knocked on the door, but miss Qiao seemed to sleep too heavily and didn't hear."

"Then you can't just come in." Qiao Xiaoxiao is a little unhappy.

"That's not true. I'm afraid I'll delay my time."

"Are you taking me to see mu Zehao?" Qiao Xiaoxiao felt that his spirit was much better than before.

The troupe leader still smiled. "Yes, Miss Qiao is awake, too. Let's go."

The troupe leader took Qiao Xiaoxiao away from the small courtyard and came to a wooden boat.

"What is this?" Qiao Xiaoxiao inexplicably felt flustered. Why did she take a boat? She remembered her dream just now.

"You can only go out here by crossing the river. Please." The troupe leader stretched out his hand and motioned Qiao Xiaoxiao to get on board.

Now there is no other way. She has to sit or not.

She got on the boat and her heart beat even more. With the troupe leader next to her, she was even more nervous.

As she walked deeper and deeper into the river, the river became wider and wider. She didn't know that it was so far from the city. The means of transportation must be boats.

Halfway through the trip, fog began to rise on the river. The white fog shrouded the whole river. It was surprisingly quiet around. Occasionally, a few birds could be heard, and the atmosphere was mysterious.

Around the smoke, Qiao Xiaoxiao dared not take it lightly. She held her hands tightly together and hoped it would be all right.

About half an hour later, Qiao Xiaoxiao finally saw the shore. She stood up excitedly, pointed to the shore and said excitedly, "here, finally come out."

"Dong!"

Qiao Xiaoxiao felt a pain in her neck. Someone beat her behind her. As soon as it was dark, she fell into the arms of the troupe leader.

The troupe leader held Qiao Xiaoxiao in his arms. He looked like a very close couple. His hand gently crossed Qiao Xiaoxiao's eyes, but his words were like ten miles of cold ice: "soon, you can see the person you want to see."

When she woke up again, Qiao Xiaoxiao found that she was already at home in Z city. Under her body was a comfortable big bed, pillow or her familiar taste. Everything was so clear. As soon as she turned her head, her neck hurt. She pressed her neck with her hand, thinking about how she came back. Memory is that someone beat her behind her, and only one stood behind her——

"Xiao Xiao, you're awake." Screen Jingjing pushes the door open and stands at the door looking at Qiao Xiao with a surprised face.

"Jingjing, why are you here?" Qiao Xiaoxiao sat up and her neck began to hurt again.

"You also said that you two went out to take a wedding photo and disappeared for so long. We were worried that it was broken and we couldn't get through one by one." Mu Jingjing walked in while complaining. Suddenly she had a meal at her feet. "By the way, you woke up. You must be hungry. I asked Yiming to make something for you."

Then she ran out and shouted Jiang Yiming's name, still like a big miss.

Qiao Xiaoxiao still didn't understand the situation. Her mind was in a mess. Just now she recalled that the troupe leader knocked himself down from behind, but why did he do it and how did he come back... She was full of all kinds of questions.

"Xiao Xiao, what would you like to eat?" Jiang Yiming followed Mu Jingjing to Qiao Xiaoxiao's room.

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at two familiar friends. Fortunately, she came back safely anyway. She smiled gently, "everything is good."

"All right, just do something and hurry." Mu Jingjing pushed and bustled and sent Jiang Yiming out of the room.

Qiao Xiaoxiao repeatedly asked, "Jingjing, why are you here?"

"If we weren't here to take care of you, how could you wake up so fast." Mu Jingjing sat down carelessly and stared at Qiao Xiaoxiao up and down. "There should be no other problems."

"Stop it, Jingjing. Do you know how I came back? " Qiao Xiaoxiao earnestly expects Mu Jingjing to give her a satisfactory answer.

"I know." Mu Jingjing finds that there are so many problems after Qiao Xiaoxiao wakes up.

Qiao Xiaoxiao took Mu Jingjing's hand, "tell me quickly."

"Didn't you and mu Zehao fall into the water by boat in the town and were saved by the local residents." Mu Jingjing looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao's face and turned pale. His eyes turned uneasily, "Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"

"Later, how did I come back?" Qiao Xiaoxiao pulled Mu Jingjing's hand tighter.

"Later, I received a call to pick you up at the airport and then sent you back." Mu Jingjing patted Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand, "be gentle, it hurts."

Qiao Xiaoxiao awkwardly withdrew his hand and said, "I'm sorry."

Mu Jingjing's telling process is completely inconsistent with her memory. Is everything she experienced a few days ago just a dream? But why is it so real?