Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Yeliang smiled coldly, she didn't care about property at all.

But since Shen Shuyuan said so, she has nothing to ask, and their focus is completely different.

Before going to bed the night before, she was thinking, since she is obviously Guan Jie's daughter, why did grandpa tell her that?Said that mother is such an unreasonable existence who meddles in other people's feelings?

But she dared not come and ask.

How good would it be if she came over last night and had a chat with Grandpa?

The old man's body was handled according to the procedures of the nursing home, Ye Shuyun had to go back to the hospital, and the whole family left together.

The room was naturally cleaned by Ye Liang and second uncle Ye Shuchi.

The nursing home still needs to do some signature confirmation, and she went to the person in charge halfway.

At the time of confirmation, a nurse came in and asked her, "Old Ye's family?"

"I am." She nodded
The nurse then said: "There has always been a camera in the ward that you asked to install. Do you want to take the video data with you, or should we dispose of it here?"

Yeliang naturally wanted to take it back.

She almost forgot about it.

"How long is the video kept?" she asked.

The nurse thought for a while, "If there is no problem, it should be a month."

That's right, she bought it herself, and she forgot that she bought the video content with the largest stock in stock for a month.

After leaving the nursing home, she didn't communicate much with her second uncle and took a taxi.

Sitting in the car, she still felt dazed.

Looking down at the cardboard box in front of him, there are all odds and ends, the old man's water glass, a small sandalwood comb, a few books, and a special small antique abacus that he has always liked, a small potted plant, and the video hard drive.

A living person with a height of 1.8 meters, there are only a few things left now.

Back at the apartment, she put down her things, and the first thing she did was to connect the hard drive to the TV in the living room and play it from the beginning.

One month's content, that is, it can be played for a whole month.

She looked directly at the content of the day.

I don't know if I should be relieved, but Shen Shuyuan didn't seem to be lying.

The old man got up in the morning and washed up. After breakfast, he sat on the chair by the window as usual, staring out the window in a daze, and sat for almost a whole day.

Later, after Ye Shuyun's family came, the video was still the same, there was no quarrel or warmth, and the old man lay quietly.

She was depressed, so she stepped forward casually.

Almost every frame is the back view of the old man sitting in front of the window alone.

There is only loneliness left on the whole screen.

Seeing that her heart was sore, the remote control kept moving forward, and then forward.

She swiped to the last scene of her chatting with her grandfather, she didn't want to watch it again, and continued to press the button with her fingertips.

This time it was a step back.

Suddenly seeing another figure on the screen, he frowned slightly.

In the video, the old man is still sitting there, but standing next to him is old man Fan, Fan Lijun.

When did he go to the nursing home? Why didn't grandpa mention it to her?

Ye Liang turned up the volume to the maximum so that he could roughly hear what the two of them were saying.

"I have already told Ah Liang according to your request." Grandpa's voice was slow, the pronunciation of the words was not clear, and there was inexplicable helplessness.

His request?

Ye Liang's breathing tightened continuously.

What is Mr. Fan's request?Let grandpa fabricate the past of mother Duan Lingxue?
"You should also be clear that this is for her own good." Fan Lijun's voice.

He stood aside with a cane, and then his eyes fell out of the window, "What's the point of Xiaoye's continuous investigation like this? The result is obtained, the process is full of holes, isn't it?"

"Go back." Ye Xunqiao leaned back on the chair with a tired voice.

Fan Lijun did not leave immediately.

It's just that for a long time, the two of them didn't speak, and Fan Lijun just quietly accompanied Ye Xunqiao for a long time.

Until Fan Lijun was about to leave.

Ye Xunqiao, who was sitting on the chair, asked slowly: "Will she be better off in your house?"

Fan Lijun turned back and said, "As long as this matter subsides, of course it will. She is Fan Xiaozheng's only wife."

Ye Xunqiao nodded, completely quiet.

Ye Liang stared at the screen, her breathing had already lost its usual frequency.

It is only now clear that what Grandpa said was at the request of Fan Lijun, or even threatened?

What shameful deeds did the Fan family do back then?

She suddenly remembered that grandpa had talked a lot to her for the first time that day, and every topic was always off topic.

Only now do I realize that it was more like a last word. I wanted to explain everything, but I didn't know where to start, so it seemed that there was no theme.

She didn't notice it.

Ye Liang even concluded that the reason why grandpa left so quickly was because of her life experience. On the one hand, it was Fan Lijun's pressure, and on the other hand, it was her stubbornness to investigate.

He can't stand such bilateral pressure.

There is her responsibility, but the Fan family can't escape!
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When Fan Xiaozheng heard that she had gone to the old house, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned, put down what he was doing, "Prepare the car."

Sheng Chun didn't know what his wife was doing in the old house, so she looked solemn at first, so naturally she didn't dare to ask more questions.

The car went all the way back to the old house. As soon as Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair landed, he walked towards the villa at a very fast speed.

But a few minutes ago, the conversation between Ye Liang and Fan Lijun was basically over.

When she first came, her face was calm and indifferent.

When the old man saw her, he was startled, and then smiled kindly, "Why are you here all of a sudden, alone? Have you had dinner yet?"

Ye Liang entered the living room and sat on the sofa on the other side of him, still with a calm expression.

He opened his mouth: "If it's really for my own good, let me know the truth of the whole thing."

Fan Lijun frowned slightly, "Grandpa didn't understand what you meant."

After all, she kept her eyes indifferent, "I only have one grandpa."

The faint smile on Fan Lijun's face couldn't be maintained for a while, he froze, shaking the scepter in his hand.

She only heard her say: "You go to the nursing home and tell my grandpa, for my own good, let him tell me about my mother, don't you forget it so soon?"

"So, since it's good for me, tell me the truth."

Fan Lijun's eyebrows tightened and he didn't speak.

"Don't you dare?" Ye Liang's soft lips curled up a little mockingly, "Guilty to be a thief?"

"Is it because you are afraid that evil will be rewarded with evil, so you simply cover up your ears and steal your bell, and cover up the truth, but if you cover it up, the thing will not exist?"

"Night."

"Don't call me that!" Ye Liang raised her hand to stop, "I can't stand it."

"Of course, if you choose to remain silent today, as you said, let me be the young mistress of Fan in peace of mind in the future, high above you? Then I will definitely not leave the Fan family."

She smiled, her smile was indeed cold, her soft lips parted slightly, "Just don't think about it for any of you in the future!"