Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

In the end, she didn't go upstairs to the ward.

But that night, the lawyer actually delivered the estate distribution agreement to her in person.

Ye Liang stood at the door, coldly, "Is he trying to make up for my mother's death? The inheritance in exchange for human life, lawyer, do you think I will accept it?"

The lawyer looked at her and sighed, "It's better for Ms. Ye to accept it. If you don't accept it, the other heirs of the will will fight each other, and the old man will have no peace in his last days."

"Even if you have hatred for him, can you try to treat him as an ordinary old man and give him a little sympathy?"

The lawyer also wanted to say that, after all, it was she who caused the old man to suddenly lie on the bed like this.

But after all, he didn't say anything, just bowed his head to her and left.

Holding the agreement in Ye Liang's hands, he was indescribably dull, his breathing was uncomfortable, his body was uncomfortable, and he was uncomfortable everywhere.

The lawyer left for an unknown amount of time. She was drowsy on the sofa when she heard the doorbell.

At first I thought it was a dream, an auditory hallucination.

She suffered from insomnia for several days, her complexion was bad, and she couldn't sleep at night, so she often fell asleep at noon.

I went to ask the doctor and said that it may be due to injury to the uterus, deficiency of Qi, and deficiency of others.

The doorbell kept ringing, and she was finally woken up.

He couldn't find any slippers, so he walked over with his hair loose and opened the door.

A man's face suddenly appeared in her line of sight, and her eyes that had been muddled were awake for a while, and then she frowned.

I haven't seen him for several days, and the man outside the door doesn't seem to have changed, but his face is full of indifference.

He has been using a wheelchair recently, but now his slender body is standing at her door, probably because he finds it troublesome to use a wheelchair to get in and out of the car and then up and down the stairs.

At night, after all, no one saw it.

Then, without saying a word, the man stretched out his hand and pulled her out.

"Ah, hiss!..." She couldn't hold back a low cry of pain.

Because Fan Xiaozheng grabbed her hand suddenly and pulled it out, and she rubbed her hands on the subway platform at noon, and couldn't put a band-aid on it, the wound was just exposed.

Being pinched hard by him, the pain in her palm made her grit her teeth and take a deep breath!
Only then did Fan Xiaozheng realize the strangeness in her, and looked back at her.

She wore a summer short-sleeved white ice silk dress, home style, loose, and the length was above the knees, just enough to see a bruise on her knees.

Then, the elbow that was exposed when she retracted her hand was also scratched.

"How did you do it?" Fan Xiaozheng asked instinctively, but after asking, his face became indifferent and unfamiliar, and his voice lost all warmth, "Go out, the old man wants to see you."

She was still standing at the door, with no intention of going out, with the irony on his face recently.

"Are you willing to tell me how you killed my mother back then?"

When Fan Xiaozheng heard this, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was ugly, "Do you have to be ugly?"

She laughed, "Does Fan always feel that it's not ugly enough now?"

"Do you think I want to pester you?" The man also shed the little bit of friendship left, his brows were full of coldness.

Ye Liang's soft lips twitched, "Aren't you here?"

Then I thought of something, "Oh, do you think that since I got a part of the inheritance, I should forget about the past and let everything go, and then lick my face and pretend to be a good wife?"

The man pursed his thin lips silently.

After a while, I said in a low voice: "Like to do things to the extreme? It's best never to regret it!"

He didn't insist on taking her away any more, turned around, and disappeared from her sight without looking back.

"Why do you have to play yourself so badly?" Dai Xi walked out from inside with a helpless expression.

Knowing that she was being bullied by strangers in the subway, Dai Xi was worried and came here.

"Although you don't need to be polite to the Fan family, it's too bad to destroy your image." Dai Xi frowned.

When she came, Liangliang took a nap in the living room and added a thin blanket for her, and Dai Xi went to the bathroom to take a shower, but the doorbell could not be heard.

Otherwise, she might not even open the door to Fan Xiaozheng.

"I'll be here with you for the past few days."

To save her from having an accident like today's once she went out, this time it was just a simple scratch, what if she was pushed directly into the railroad tracks next time?
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That night, after the third rescue of Fan Lijun, although the danger was saved, he was in a coma for a long time.

In fact, strictly speaking, it was equivalent to being in a coma, because he didn't wake up for the next two days.

Except for the fact that Fan Weilan's family and Fan Weiping and his wife were there on the day the will was announced, after the old man fell into a coma, only Fan Xiaozheng was seen in the ward.

Mei Shurang switched escorts with him.

On Friday, Sheng Xia went to the ward, took a look into the ward, and called Sheng Chun aside, "He hasn't slept for a few days?"

Sheng Chun looked helpless, "It's been like this this week."

Midsummer sighed.

My dearest grandfather became like this because of his wife, can he feel better?If you let him sleep, he probably won't be able to sleep.

Entering the ward, Sheng Xia put the food box on the table and looked at the man over there who was looking down at the documents.

"Mr." She tried to get him to stop working.

Said: "My wife called me and asked about the situation of the old man."

The man's hand flicking through the file paused, but after all he just snorted coldly and didn't answer.

"Let's eat first." Sheng Xia didn't dare to continue talking about Ye Liang.

When the man came over for dinner, she said from the side: "It seems that the company is not peaceful recently, you have to recharge your batteries, and leave it to me at the hospital. Young Master Mei also comes here often, so you don't have to worry about taking care of him. "

He still didn't talk to him, and Sheng Xia took him as the default.

When going out, Sheng Xia frowned, and lowered his voice to Sheng Chun again, "Is he always like this recently?"

Since she entered, she hasn't said a word.

Sitting aside, Sheng Xia could feel the suffocating depression.

The cold, bitter, sad, heavy, mixed atmosphere.

Maybe, Miss Ye hurt him too badly this time. If a person like him is really cold, it will be very difficult for others.

The weekend passed smoothly. Although the old man still didn't wake up, there was no unexpected situation.

Starting from Monday, Fan Xiaozheng went to the company at six o'clock every day, without taking a break all day.

Sheng Qiu stayed up with the synchronization for three days, with a splitting headache due to severe lack of sleep, but the man still pressed the time, like a machine without feeling, the office and the conference room were spinning continuously.

It is a call in midsummer to break such boring depression.

"Sir, my wife is here, can I let you in the ward?"

The man's originally expressionless face instantly turned cold and sarcastic, with only two words on his thin lips: "No!"

No matter what the reason, isn't she wanting to be unfeeling?Then it shouldn't appear where he doesn't allow it!
The phone was thrown on the table, the man snatched the coat away, and the wheelchair headed for the office door.