Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Lin Quietly looked at Ye Liang at this moment, and she also felt such a worrying feeling in her heart.

Her eyes were already red, but she didn't shed a single tear, she just stared fiercely at Fan Xiaozheng who was sitting on the chair.

Seeing that her clenched hands were also trembling due to extreme anger, Lin quietly turned to look at the man beside her.

However, she found that this man was completely calm, and the only intact pupils on his face were deep, indifferent, dull, and so on.

The only thing was that he didn't move at all, as if the woman standing in front of him had nothing to do with him at all.

If she were Ye Liang, who knew that she was being used as a tool to solve offending people, and then said such hurtful words and planned to throw her hands away, she must not have the courage to stand here.

Because it was too angry and too shameful.

The man in the wheelchair raised his hand and slowly took off the mask. In that way, he obviously regarded Yeliang as air at all.

Or the air doesn't even count.

Then, he began to pour himself a glass of water slowly, and then he raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Liang.

Open lips: "What do you want to hear?"

The tone, indifferent, ruthless.

"Miss Ye..." Lin quietly called her, but she didn't know what to say, and couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

Fan Xiaozheng was holding her waist so tight that it almost broke.

"So, you've always used me as a tool?" She finally asked this sentence, her heart was clenched, her voice was still trembling uncontrollably, and the ending was even vague.

Until now, the man is still standing like an iceberg, with a voice without warmth, "What do you think?"

Ye Liang almost lost his footing.

He took a sharp breath, not knowing why, still staring at him and refusing to let go.

"Since you got married?"

Lin quietly listened to Ye Liang's question. At this time, the more she asked, the more she was tortured. The answer given by this man, Fan Xiaozheng, would only send her to hell!

I saw the man raised his eyes, those deep eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of tender feelings, how gentle they can be, how cold they are at this moment.

Even with a hint of banter.

"No, at first I thought you were dirty and wanted to torture you out, but then I changed my mind." He looked at her, "Don't you understand?"

Yes.

Ye Liang knew that at first he took Chen Yizhi's video and wanted her to take the initiative to divorce because of Gong Leng and so on.

Later he changed his mind.

"why?"

Her lips were already white, but Huang Quan asked without giving up.

Now that she has reached this stage, she should just ask clearly, and she will not have any thoughts of turning back.

His reason must not be as simple as the old man treating her.

Sure enough, the man said unhurriedly: "Because of your sensitive talent for architecture, do you remember the first time you took the initiative to go to the wine cellar?"

Yeliang has a good memory, so of course he remembers it.

She offered to get the wine to avoid him, but she forgot that Mama Zhang hadn't told her about the shortcut.

Ye Liang looked at him, "Do you think it's my sensitivity to architecture?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Naturally, it must be no different from those women. I have done a lot of homework."

Ah!She laughed from the bottom of her heart.

"Anymore?"

Fan Xiaozheng rubbed the rim of the cup casually with his fingertips, "Some of Gong Leng's ideas came from your hands."

He used affirmative sentences.

She sniffed her nose lightly and choked with sobs, "So you want to test how much I'm worth?"

Speaking of this, Ye Liang smiled, "No wonder, Mr. Fan did not hesitate to sell his body to satisfy me on the bed again and again, so it was to stabilize me and show my value?"

Naturally, these words are not very pleasant, as if Fan Xiaozheng sold her bed techniques.

The man frowned almost inaudibly.

Based on what he knew about her, what she said next would not be very pleasant.

Sure enough, she curled her soft lips sarcastically, "Then you have worked so hard, and I am really at a loss. Mr. Fan's skills are really bad, and he has nothing but recklessness!"

When Lin quietly heard this, she couldn't help opening her eyes.

It's not the first time that Ye Liang has such a personality, and her words can poke people's teeth. She has understood it herself, but it's the first time she heard her attack Fan Xiaozheng, and her words are so tricky and straightforward.

Some surprise!
The man, who had been calm all this time, finally turned coldly tense at this moment.

Probably out of anger, he said in a cold voice, "Whose is better? A young boy like Ye Zhuang?"

Ye Liang smiled sarcastically, "You're really right..."

"Bang!"

The cup in the man's hand was thrown violently on the coffee table, and her words were interrupted.

Ye Liang's already tightly clenched palms were once again tightly squeezed.

Because of this violent impact, her heart shrank severely, recalling certain scenes of domestic violence in her childhood, she bit her soft lips together.

But still standing like nailed.

Lin Qiaoqiao thought at that time, this woman is much more ruthless than her.

Some people are ruthless on the surface, and the truly ruthless people don't leave any room for themselves, just like Ye Liang at the moment.

At this point, there is still no escape.

Not only did Ye Liang not escape, she could even think of every time he took the initiative to get intimate with her and entangled with her.

That kind of affection, that kind of lingering, can actually be pretended?
Sure enough, men are ruthless.

Lin Qiaoqiao really couldn't sit still anymore. Although she won the three-person war, she now felt that she should leave the battlefield.

She broke off Fan Xiaozheng's hand on her waist and took it away, but it didn't take much effort.

But it was also at that moment that I found that the man was clenching his fists.

Obviously enduring it hard.

"With such a wonderful result, Miss Lin won't continue to watch the battle?" Ye Liang suddenly said when she stood up.

Lin Qiaoyou smiled charmingly, raised her hand to cover her lips and yawned softly, "I'm a little sleepy today, besides, after tonight, this man is mine, what are you afraid of?"

After that, she walked away with a swaying figure, and when she went up the stairs, she turned around and said: "Talk slowly, I won't eavesdrop when I close the door."

That tone, in Ye Liang's ears, sounded like bright sarcasm.

Before she came, she originally wanted to confirm something with Lin Qiaoqiao, and then asked Lin Qiaoqiao to clarify some things after she left.

But now, she simply confirmed it to this man, and it seemed that there was no difference.

She lowered her eyebrows, "I really want to know, why can you treat me like this? I have never shamed you, but even before I leave, you still want to kill me like this?"

The man leaned back slightly, and the indifference in his eyes gathered again, "You and I use each other, why do you have to look so wronged?"

Use each other?

She frowned, "I use you?"

"Fan Xiaozheng, after all, we have to part ways, so let's make it clear, have I been sorry to you since we've been married?"