Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Ye Liang stood on the spot for a while and looked at the person in the driver's seat, her eyebrows frowned softly.

Then he smiled coldly, "It's really embarrassing for Mr. Fan, from leaving the restaurant to getting on the bus, and then getting stuck here, it's fast enough."

The man's thin lips moved, "If you want to slow down, I can leave the car here until tomorrow."

In fact, there was already a car behind who couldn't wait, honking its horn irritably, and the driver lowered the window and poked his head out, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Yeliang was not thick-skinned enough, so he got into the car.

"Go to the hospital." As soon as she got in the car, she fastened her seat belt and said directly.

The thick eyebrows of the man on the side raised slightly, and he glanced sideways at her, and only moved his lips when the car was on the road smoothly, "Being the driver?"

Yeliang's face was the same as her name, she looked straight ahead, and her tone was light and indifferent, "Since you don't like it, let me go in front and I'll take a taxi."

Fan Xiaozheng knew that she was going to Gong Leng's place, let alone willing, it was impossible, but it was not impossible to send her there.

"Let's make things clear first." While turning the steering wheel, he occasionally looked at her.

She still had that expressionless expression, "Say what."

Seeing her lukewarm, indifferent attitude, the corners of the man's slightly pursed mouth sank slightly.

But he also tried to speak patiently, and said in a low voice: "The intention is not to get angry with you, but to treat things and not people. I also said that you are not allowed to enter that study room at will."

Ye Liang nodded after listening.

It seemed that his face was full of sincere apology, "Well, I'm sorry, I didn't understand the rules. It's very polite to barge into the male master's forbidden area and shout a few words."

Fan Xiaozheng turned his head to look at her, and finally parked the car on the side of the road.

Listening to her yin and yang tones, she frowned with thick eyebrows, "I'm explaining to you very seriously..."

She turned her head and looked at him, "Mr. Fan thinks I'm not serious enough?"

"Then how can I apologize? If you make a request, I will try my best to follow it, okay?"

The more I talked, the more gloomy the atmosphere in the car became.

Fan Xiaozheng closed his eyes, "Mr. Fan, are you serious?"

The woman laughed, "So I don't mind addressing you, so what should I call you? President Fan?"

"Ye Liang!" The man's hand holding the steering wheel was tightened, and his voice dropped a few degrees, "Does it have to be like this?"

She hid her helpless expression.

"If I remember correctly, you insisted on chasing after me to say these inexplicable things. Why do you still want my title, tone, and tone now?"

There was silence in the car for several seconds.

Ye Liang couldn't bear such depression.

He raised his hand to press the door handle and tried to open the door to get out of the car, but the door was locked by him.

I had to turn around and look at him, "Unlock, I want to go down."

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her mockingly, with deep eyes, "You think that all my attitude towards you today is to avoid Gong Leng, don't you?"

He thought about it, and every time, only the matter of Gong Leng could make her and him quarrel.

Yeliang sneered, "Don't you?"

Before he could speak, she raised her hand to stop him again, "I don't want to talk to you about Gong Leng anymore, if you want to quit him, you can quit, anyway, he can't survive, I can afford to support him .”

The man seemed to have heard something ridiculous.

"What did you say?"

She raises Gong Leng?

"Look clearly, the man in front of you is still your husband, who else do you want to support?" He turned sideways and stared straight at her.

It doesn't sound like much ups and downs in the tone, but there is a gloomy look between the eyebrows and eyes.

He pursed his thin lips, and his voice was also cold, "I want to raise a man because I want to raise a man because I want to raise a man? Should I strengthen my presence, huh?"

Ye Liang didn't take it seriously, and slightly twitched the corners of his lips, "President Fan doesn't have a strong sense of presence yet? You are everywhere, what else do you want?"

The man's lips were cold and evil, "What do you think?"

Ye Liang could understand what he wanted to express in an instant, pursed her lips, twisted her soft lips together and did not speak.

"Why don't you say it?" The man put one hand on the steering wheel, and continued to focus on her.

Ye Liang endured it at first, but he kept staring at it, and finally became inexplicably irritated, and turned his head to look back.

"Can you go? If you don't go, open the door for me."

The man still looked unhurried, "Can this matter pass?"

Knowing that he was talking about the study, but Ye Liang didn't want to talk, she was really too lazy to speak.

As a result, he was really in a stalemate with her, the car door couldn't be unlocked, and the car wouldn't leave, as if he wouldn't stop until she had a word.

Ye Liang knew very early on that she would usually lose if she confronted him, but even so, the pride in her heart was that she didn't want to speak first every time.

So the car just stopped there for a long time.

The anger in her stomach gradually spread throughout her body from the initial resentment, and she had to find something for herself to do.

He took out his phone and sent Wukuo a message.

【Are you there yet? 】

Wu Kuo didn't reply for a while.

When waiting for a reply, he only said: [I will give you the recording when the time comes, does Chen Yizhi want to follow? 】

She thought about it, and replied with a [1. 】

When Fan Xiaozheng's cell phone vibrated, she heard it, and glanced lightly from the corner of her eye.

Men directly car phone hands-free.

"Sir?" It was Mama Zhang's voice, "Are you coming back for dinner later? Is the food warming up for you?"

The man whispered two words, "No."

Ye Liang's eyes fell on the phone screen, and he remembered that when he first met, he said he hadn't eaten yet.

What does that have to do with her?
After hanging up the phone, the car finally started slowly.

Yeliang didn't ask him where he was going, and didn't make any demands, and put on an attitude that he didn't care anymore.

But from the looks of it, he should have been driven to the hospital.

During the period, her cell phone also vibrated twice. It was the recording sent by Wu Kuo. Maybe because it was a bit long, it was sent to the mailbox.

She didn't have headphones on herself, but didn't want to wait until she got home to listen to them.

So he silently started looking for headphones in his car.

This car is usually driven in spring, and there are basically no personal belongings in the front seat except for tissues. Fan Xiaozheng's personal belongings are all in the back seat, and she can't reach them now.

"What are you looking for?" Finally, the man beside him asked in a deep voice.

She withdrew her hand, but stopped looking for it, and ignored his question.

Fan Xiaozheng pursed his thin lips together, looked at her twice, but finally said nothing.

The car stopped outside the hospital.

She got out of the car and walked in without intending to wait for him.

The official Fan Xiao took the wheelchair from the back door, and after tossing about for a while, he naturally wanted to slow her down a step.

When he entered Gong Leng's ward, she had already opened the food box for Gong Leng, "Hurry up and eat it, it's warm, it'll be cold in a while!"

Gong Leng saw Fan Xiaozheng at the door, and his hands paused.

"You eat yours." She set out the side dishes.