Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

An Xiuzhi kept looking at her, and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay."

They went down the mountain after having dinner in that small mountain village. At that time, it was raining thinly and densely.

It's raining, and the air on the mountain still feels crisp, but at the bottom of the mountain, the heat and stuffiness of the day are still left behind.

Ye Liang raised his hand and opened the window by a third, and the cool wind brought the rain in, making it much more comfortable.

"Be careful of catching a cold." Wu Kuo turned to look at her.

Xiyi was driving, and the three of them took a car. Because they left the villa one step ahead, An Yan and An Xiuzhi, the mother and daughter, took a step back.

"Have you checked out the details of the other party?" After a while, Ye Liang asked the serious matter.

Xi Yi nodded, "Almost."

"A well-known construction investor on Wall Street started to make a fortune 15 years ago, but recently the company's profitability has declined rapidly, and it has been overwhelmed by competitors. Looking for "Craftsman Records", I guess I want to take a chance."

Xi Yi found it ridiculous.

Even knowing that there is this book, an investor puts his hope on grabbing this book instead of trying to solve the current predicament from the investor's standpoint?
It's no wonder that the company's lifespan is only a dozen years.

It is best not to have any interaction with this kind of person in the future.

"I'll let people keep watching." Wu Kuo said.

Yeliang just nodded his head, and didn't seem to want to have any contact with the other party.

She came down from the mountain and walked quietly all the way. She thought about a bunch of complicated and trivial things recently, and the only thing she came up with was one point.

This investor who wanted to use a book to save a company on a whim did not seem to cause her any harm, but turned her into a betrayal overnight.

What should she do next?
No clue at all.

The car had just entered the capital from the suburbs when Tang Jiu called.

The tone sounded helpless, "I've been there, but President Fan didn't let me in, let alone inspect the old man."

Holding the phone, she frowned softly, "Just because you know me too?"

"if not?"

Ye Liang didn't know what to say for a while.

He must hate her very much now, Ye Liang recalled his indifference to her at that time, and still felt vaguely depressed.

"Why don't you just get in touch with the hospital and show the old man yourself?" Tang Jiu asked.

Ye Liang smiled feebly, "I just know how to make some potions, do you think I'm a miracle doctor?"

What's more, she couldn't even enter the hospital for half a step.

"Can't we just part ways like this? We won't see each other again?" Tang Jiu knew everything that happened, but felt that the relationship between the two of them should not be over yet.

Regarding this point, Ye Liang also thought so in his heart.

Because she never received the divorce agreement from Fan Xiaozheng.

So she pretended that she never had the fact that she had to leave him no matter what. If there is always a shameless time in a person's life, she shouldn't do it once.

"I'll see An Xiuzhi the day after tomorrow." She leaned tiredly on the seat.

"Going to Yezhuang at night?" Wu Kuo asked.

The woman was quiet for a while without speaking.

Yeliang didn't go to Yezhuang.

After going home and changing clothes and being quiet for a while, she went out in a low-key manner and took a taxi to the Bauhinia Garden.

This time, the security booth stopped her.

Knowing that this was Fan Xiaozheng's order, Ye Liang stood in the rain holding an umbrella, with a faint smile, "Did he personally order me not to enter the villa?"

The security guard frowned, "That's what Mr. means."

"But have you ever thought that since he ordered me like this, he wants me to come over, otherwise why would he think of ordering such a trivial matter?"

The security guard frowned even more.

There are many things in the wealthy family that these people can't understand, and what they are most afraid of is that they will not please each other.

"I haven't left him yet." Ye Liang continued: "Or, if you call him and ask him, I'll wait in the rain and see how he responds?"

Although this method is a bit risky, the security guards did not recruit.

Ye Liang stood there holding a blue umbrella, her shoes were already wet, the wind blew, the rain washed off her arms, and a few drops spilled on her neckline.

very cool.

The call was very short, and the security guard paused for a while after speaking, and he should have hung up over there.

Ye Liang's soft lips curved slightly, "Did he not respond to you, and hung up after being silent for two seconds?"

The security guard opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

"His silence is the default, can I go in?"

Ye Liang finally entered the Bauhinia Garden.

The servant who came to open the door was not Mrs. Zhang, she was very unfamiliar.

"You are...Miss Ye?" The servant called her like this.

Ye Liang softly pursed her lips slightly, nodded her head, and made a gesture to walk in.

But the servant blocked the door, "I'm sorry, sir said you can't appear here."

"I've already walked in and stood here, haven't I?"

If it was Mama Zhang, I would definitely let her in immediately, take a hot shower and change clothes.In order not to embarrass Zhang Ma, he actually changed all the servants?

Of course, she ended up going in.

Ye Liang has been waiting in the living room, the servants almost never leave her eyes, but they don't care whether she is sitting or standing.

Time went forward little by little, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

"When will he come back?" Ye Liang asked after drinking a few glasses of water.

The servant just said, "I don't know."

Then, wait.

……

Under the baptism of this rain, the night in the capital is a little more cool and gorgeous.

The asphalt road in the outskirts was shining under the rain, while the numbers on both sides of the road cast deep shadows, the light and shadow interlaced, Sheng Chun slowed down the speed of the car.

After a while, the car stopped completely.

"What's wrong?" The man in the back seat looked down at the tablet in his hand and only asked.

Sheng Chun leaned forward and took a closer look, "That car looks familiar... Did the wife hit the old man's car?"

Hearing this, Fan Xiaozheng slowly raised his eyes.

"Shall I go down and have a look?" Sheng Chun unbuckled his seat belt and went down when he saw that the man didn't object.

The car belonged to An Yan, and it was carrying her mother, An Xiuzhi. It broke down here when she came back from the suburban villa, so she had to call to have the car hoisted away.

Sheng Chun asked about the situation and turned back, "It's hard to get a taxi in this weather, why don't you take them for a while?"

Fan Xiaozheng had already turned off the tablet and threw it on the small table in front of him, and nodded his head after two seconds.

When An Xiuzhi and An Yan got in the car, it was raining a little bit. An Xiuzhi sat in the co-pilot, and An Yan and Fan Xiaozheng sat in the back.

An Yan met him before, although the man's body was as cold as the night rain outside the window, but he was much less unfamiliar to her.

So he took the initiative to smile and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here!"

The man's thin lips were lightly pursed, and he didn't respond, not even responding at all.

The embarrassment in An Yan's heart could not be seen on her face at all, she still smiled lightly.

Immediately, she took a rubber band from her bag and bit it in her mouth, raised her hands and gathered her hair together, looking like she was going to tie it into a ponytail.

The carriage is only that big, and with the woman raising her arms, Fan Xiaozheng had to dodge slightly to the side.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the woman's neck exposed after pulling up all her hair, which was also white and slender.

It's just that what flashed through his mind was her, and even other more attractive parts of her body.

The man naturally looked away.

At the same time, just hearing a "pop!", the rubber band in An Yan's hand snapped, and it bounced directly on Fan Xiaozheng's side face.

Because of this sudden 'attack', the man's face turned dark instinctively, and the muscles at the end of his eyes seemed to twitch, then tightened.

An Yan froze there for the first second.

Then I remembered panic and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry President Fan! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

When people panic, they will act without thinking. She saw a red streak printed on the man's face, and reached out her hand as if to help him wipe it off.

The fingertips almost touched, but the hand was suddenly held at a distance of one centimeter.

"It's red..." She was about to explain.

A man's cold voice came from above his head: "Huo Scar."

With just these two words, there is no more context.

An Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted to continue apologizing, and his eyes fell on the hand he had just held her.

At that moment, An Yan had only one thought: his hands are so beautiful!
The thickness is just right, slender and distinct.

It's easy to be inexplicably tempted just by seeing it.

Good to see, she felt that the scars on his face could be ignored.

An Yan continued to tie her hair, only to find that it stood on end, and forgot to take the rubber band again.

"President Fan..." She said weakly again: "Can I trouble you to help me get the rubber band out of the bag, the soft box is it."

Fan Xiaozheng didn't speak, but he also reached for her bag, took out a small bag of rubber bands, and randomly chose pink and purple among the colorful colors.

"Thank you!"

An Yan finished the rubber band, fixed her hair, her arms were sore, she couldn't help pinching her arms, and looked down at herself.

Embarrassment rose on his face.

The summer clothes she was wearing were very thin, and she had just gotten wet. Now that her hair was tied up, the underwear inside could be clearly seen!
But she can't let her hair down again?The wet hair twisted the skin on the neck, and it was tied up because it was already uncomfortable.

"Put it on." A coat came into view.

Moving his gaze upwards slightly, it was those beautiful hands.

An Yan didn't look at him in embarrassment, but just took the clothes and put them on her body.

Then he put his own rubber band back into the bag and hugged the bag in his arms, so it would not be so embarrassing if his hands were not idle.

When the car entered the urban area, Sheng Chun first sent An Yan's mother and daughter to their residence.

When An Yan got out of the car, he hesitated for a while before saying, "President Fan, I'll return the clothes to you after I wash them?"

The man's thin lips were light, "No need."

She could only smile reluctantly, folded the clothes and put them on the seat, and got out of the car.

An Xiuzhi watched Fan Xiaozheng's car slowly drive forward at the door, and then asked her daughter, "Is he Ye Liang's husband?"

An Yan nodded, and said again: "Anyway, it won't be anymore soon."

An Xiuzhi frowned, "Why?"