After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 146 Panoramic view

Ye Jinglan scratched his black hair irritably, not knowing what was wrong with him. The words just came out of his mouth as if they had not passed through the cerebral cortex, and they seemed to be taken for granted. But now looking at Xie Lingxi's heartbroken look, he still couldn't bear it.

This woman has been with him for so many years. She has some bad things, but she always gave him a clean body. He betrayed her five years ago, but she did not feel sorry for herself...

Ye Jinglan has indeed always felt guilty towards Xie Lingxi, so he has been very indulgent towards her in the past five years, and her questioning words just now still made him soft-hearted in the end. He sighed softly, reached out and pressed Xie Lingxi's hand, trying to calm down his tone, "Lingling, that's not what I meant. Don't think too much. The reason why I don't divorce Nian Zhi is..."

"Because of what?"

Ye Jinglan frowned and his eyes flashed, "You know, she owns 5% of Ye's shares. If she divorces me now, it will be me who loses."

"Really?"

"real."

Xie Lingxi's tearful look was so tender. She reached out and hugged Ye Jinglan, with a choked voice, "Jinglan, I really didn't mean to deceive you. I really want to give birth to a child for you, and I really want to be with you." You are together, aboveboard... Please forgive me. I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now, but... Your father forced me and told me to leave you. I was really scared, please forgive me... ...I can't lose you, if I lose you, I will have nothing...Hold me...Jinglan, hold me..."

Her eyes were filled with tears, but she kissed Ye Jinglan's thin lips desperately.

Ye Jinglan's body seemed to be stiff for a moment, and a pair of clear eyes flashed through his mind almost uncontrollably. He felt the back of his head sinking, frowned, and reached out to hold the back of Xie Lingxi's neck, reacting passively instead of proactively.

Xie Lingxi was wearing a sling, which was quickly pulled off by the man and pushed to the sofa.

……

The car stopped in the garage of Ye's villa, and Song Wenjing turned off the engine.

Nian Zhi was just about to reach out to unbuckle the seat belt around her waist, but the man beside her took a step ahead of her, suddenly leaned over, and gently buckled the seat belt with his long fingers, and unbuckled it with a snap.

However, he did not sit upright immediately, but slowly raised his head. In an instant, even the air in the originally small car became thinner because of his deliberate approach.

"There's no need to go to the company tomorrow. I'll just rest at home these days. I've seen the progress of the project today. There's nothing wrong with it. Just leave it to Mu Chenchu."

Nian Zhi thought that her wrists hurt too. She did not show off to his arrangement and nodded. Instead, she leaned back and rested her neck on the seat. After thinking about what she had to say, she finally said: "...Actually, there is something I want to tell you."

Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

Nian Zhi pursed her lips and looked at him, "You have an apartment outside, so you don't need to live there..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Wenjing's cell phone rang, interrupting Nian Zhi's next words. She could only swallow it back. Song Wenjing took out her cell phone, took a look at it, and answered the call.

Nian Zhi watched him open the door and get out of the car. She couldn't sit still. She just wanted to say that she would feel much more relaxed if he didn't live in Ye's house. But since it's not convenient to say it now, Then find some time later.

When I opened the door and got out of the car, I happened to see his tall side and gentle side face. I don't know who called him. His whole body softened a lot. Even his tone was: "...I know, then Is it 4 o'clock now? Don't get up so early in the future... um, I'm fine... um..."

Nian Zhi subconsciously clenched the bag in her hand. For a moment, her chest felt heavy, as if it was blocked by something.

She frowned, turned around, and walked towards the main entrance of the villa.

There is no one in the living room. Ye Lingjun went to England today. Fengti and Ye Nanxi don't live here anymore, so the huge villa seems even more empty.

Nian Zhi went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water and quickly walked towards the second floor. At the corner of the stairs, she heard someone speaking on the third floor. When she heard it, she realized that it was Ye Nanxi who was on the phone. Come to her home today.

This is the Ye family after all, and there is nothing surprising about Miss Ye's coming back. Nian Zhi thought about not meeting her as much as possible, and walked quickly towards the master bedroom.

The door opened, and she reached out and pressed the switch at the entrance. The darkness in the room was suddenly replaced by light. When she raised her head, her whole body became stiff.

"...Ye Jinglan."

My heart skipped a beat. Who was that figure standing at the floor-to-ceiling window if it wasn't Ye Jinglan?

Is this man sick? Don't you turn on the lights in the room? But Nian Zhi hadn't recovered from the accident just now. When her eyes fell on the back of the man standing at the window with his hands behind his back again, her heart beat faster.

From where he stood, he could just see Song Wenjing's car. She had just gotten out of his car, wasn't it... and in the car, he unbuckled her seat belt.

He also... has a panoramic view?

Nian Zhi's heartbeat was a little erratic, but she still felt guilty after all.

Moreover, doesn’t Ye Jinglan never go home?

"Nian Zhi, don't you want to divorce me?"

The man standing at the window suddenly spoke, interrupting Nian Zhi's chaotic thoughts. Her eyes flashed and her breath caught. Soon she saw Ye Jinglan slowly turning around, and there was a distance between them. , but Nian Zhi felt flustered inexplicably. She still held the doorknob with her hand, stepped back slightly, and heard the man on the other end say again.

"Return 5% of Ye's shares to me. In addition, I have another request."

Ye Jinglan's voice was neither urgent nor slow. He stretched out his hands and unbuttoned his shirt lazily. He curled up the corners of his mouth in a wild and vicious way, "Tonight, if you let me fuck you five times, I will divorce you. Why?" Sample?"