Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

When Yeliang wakes up again, it should be almost eight o'clock, not early.

She was in a daze on the bed for a while, and for a while, she felt that she couldn't get out of the door of the bedroom. After all, they had quarreled like enemies before, and now, she was lying on someone else's bed?

So, she really didn't have a clear mind last night, so she came here in the middle of the night to do something.

Lifting the quilt, her eyes glanced at her toes inadvertently, and she paused when she got out of bed.

He bent his calf and leaned on the side of the bed to take a close look at Fan Xiaozheng's painted nails. It could be seen that the technique was not good enough, and there was still some nail polish left on the skin next to him that he didn't wipe off.

But generally speaking, there is no sense of discord with the other fingers.

Probably because of this, the so-called cannibalism, she was led into the restaurant by Zhang Ma when she finished packing, and there was basically no opening on the table.

Without opening their mouths, the atmosphere at least looked peaceful on the surface.

"Where are you going?" In the end, the man on the opposite side was the first to break the silence.

Ye Liang reacted for a while before he understood what he was asking.

"The appraisal hasn't come out yet." Her tone was also light, neither repulsive nor positive.

Now it looks like, why is he not so opposed to this matter?

"How can you be sure that the result given by the hospital is true?" The man spoke again, still in the usual tone.

This made Ye Liang laugh a little.

"The hospital has no personal grievances with me, and it is legally responsible for falsification."

He nodded, "Medical accidents are not uncommon. An appraisal result that does not cause casualties is at most dismissal, and the funds he receives for his work may not be lower than his income in the rest of his life, or even several times higher. "

When Ye Liang heard this, he vaguely heard what he wanted to say.

He stopped eating breakfast and looked at him sarcastically, "It seems that we just can't get along well."

The man frowned slightly, "Don't look at me like that, it's just a hypothesis, or call it a reminder."

She sneered, "Except for you, or your grandfather, who else has the thought and financial resources to do such a thing?"

Fan Xiaozheng didn't seem to agree, "The premise is that it is profitable, do you think I have it?"

"If you don't have anything to gain, you won't obstruct me over and over again." She took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, ending the breakfast.

Before getting up to leave the dining table, she looked at the person opposite again.

"I suddenly wondered, did you lure me back on purpose, just to give me such a big blow?"

"Then you are really deliberate." She sneered.

He didn't respond much to her words, he didn't know if it was because he didn't want to quarrel with her, or it was the fact.

"Wait." But after she took two steps, the man behind her spoke again.

Then he got up and walked in front of her, looking down at her.

His gaze was deep, but extremely oppressive, like a ray of light shining through a dark deep pool, he looked at her seriously for a while, and then said: "I thought about you from your standpoint, since you must investigate, but there is One point, don't endanger grandpa's life."

"This request is not too much." He said in a deep voice.

Yeliang didn't know why she said that suddenly.

But speaking of it, she really didn't think about taking anyone's life. Even if there was a lot of grievances, she thought it would be too cheap to let someone die casually.

So, she didn't want to answer this question.

"Ye Liang." But just as she was about to leave, the man stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder.

The faint and low words reveal his seriousness and seriousness.

"For people who have nothing to do with it, I will naturally not make things difficult." She looked at him, "You are admitting indirectly, is he related to my mother's death?"

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her with eyebrows slightly twisted.

And Ye Liang turned slightly sideways, walked past him, and then left the Bauhinia Garden.

After a few minutes.

Mei Shurang had been running around all these days, and just about to sleep in, he was woken up by Fan Xiaozheng's phone call.

"I can't wait until I go to find you, it's not too late." He yawned on the bed.

"Didn't Ms. Duan die of illness?" The man asked without warning.

Mei Shurang scratched her messy hairstyle, with a puzzled expression on her face, "Why do you ask this suddenly? I said, my lord, I just ran back from all over the world to study and understand Xiaojieba's life experience for you, and you suddenly asked me why her mother asked me why?" dead?"

He looked displeased, "Are you letting a dog plow the land?"

After speaking, I felt something was wrong, "Bah, who is the dog!"

On the other end of the phone, the man's tone was still low and deep, "Can you check?"

Mei Shurang closed his eyes and pressed his temple with one hand, full of distress, "I heard that Duan Lingxue was in the designated hospital before his death, and the hospital funded by the Duan family may not be so easy to get the information."

Having said that, a young master is very unhappy.

Sitting up from the bed, through the phone, he could only express his extreme dissatisfaction with his tone, "You watched her check her background, and waited for Wu Gang and Guan Jie to tear each other up, so much?"

"Who told you that Duan Lingxue died abnormally?"

As a result, the man on the other end of the phone didn't know what he was thinking about while he was talking.

After a short silence, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the overlord's usual overlord behavior, saying: "Then investigate."

"..."

When he said a word, he moved his lips, but he had to work hard.

Mei Shu made Yang Tian sigh, and checked.

……

After Ye Liang returned from the Bauhinia Garden, her mood was neither good nor bad, but not brisk.

It's not that she didn't listen to what Fan Xiaozheng said.

She knew very well what society was like, what people's hearts and methods were like, so she went to the hospital that day to ask about the progress of the appraisal results.

The hospital's reply was very polite and official, "If the results come out, they will notify you as soon as possible, don't worry!"

Ye Liang nodded, "Is there a high probability of error in this type of identification?"

The reception staff smiled, "Miss, you really know how to joke, this kind of thing can't go wrong, what you said, it's all on TV!"

She nodded again without asking further questions.

Then I went to the ward of my second uncle Yeshuchi.

When she entered the ward, there was no one there, but when she turned around, she saw her second uncle coming back from the outside, wearing her own clothes instead of hospital gowns.

"Are you going out?"

Ye Shuchi nodded, "I went to the old man's place."

"Grandpa used to tell me about you." Ye Liang stood by the window, "Going to visit just reassures him, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go, lest he keep asking."

She finished a long sentence by herself before looking over.

He frowned, "Second Uncle, are you feeling well?"

He didn't look well, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ye Shuchi waved his hand slightly, "It's probably because I walked too fast just now."

She frowned slightly, and poured a glass of water, "Why do you always take the stairs when there is an elevator? There are not so many elevator failures."