Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"What are you sighing for?" She laughed.

The boy looked at him helplessly, "Does he have a woman outside? Are you really numb?"

Ye Liang couldn't help but sneered, "Children, don't think so much."

"I don't want to think for you. The problem is that he treats you very well, which means it is obvious. But he is not safe outside? Our house does not lack central air conditioning."

"..." What can she say?
It is more appropriate to pretend to be dumb.

Fucheng saw that she didn't want to talk about this, so he was smart enough not to continue.

Instead, he asked: "When will Huahua come to the capital?"

Ye Liang raised her eyebrows slightly, "I don't know, why don't you call Aunt An An in the evening?"

Fucheng nodded, "Let's live a while, it's too hot recently, Huahua will get sunburned."

She couldn't help laughing.

……

the next day.

Just after nine o'clock, the hotel doorbell rang.

Fu Cheng put down the album in his hand, swung his legs, jumped off the sofa to open the door.

Seeing the woman outside the door, although Fu Cheng frowned, he asked politely: "Are you looking for someone?"

Song Jian opened his mouth wide enough to put down an egg, and looked him over.

God!

Sister Yeliang actually gave birth to such a big and beautiful son? !
"That!" Taking it back, Song Jianyi had already squatted down, greedily looking at this baby who is more handsome than a little male model, "Your mommy called me over."

Fucheng didn't let her in, but asked, "What's my mommy's name?"

"Sister Menghui." Song Jianyi originally wanted to talk about Sister Yeliang, but remembered her instructions.

Only then did Fucheng bend his mouth, "Then you come in."

Then he led her into the living room and poured water in an orderly manner. After that, with a slightly apologetic look, he said to her: "Wait a minute, Mommy worked too hard when she gave birth to me, and she became lethargic in the morning."

Song Jian's eyes are bent when she smiles, she is really cute!
So cold and so cute!
But as soon as the words were finished, Ye Liang came out wearing a nightgown and yawning a little.

"Is Jane here?" She raised her hand to straighten her beautiful long hair.

Song Jianyi didn't react at the first glance and was immersed in Fucheng's beauty.

In the next second, he suddenly looked over, and jumped up from the sofa in shock, "You, you, are you sister Yeliang?"

Ye Liang smiled lightly, "I'm just dreaming now."

"Then... your face?"

How would you describe that astonishment?
Song Jianyi is now a walk-on in the film crew, and he usually gets in touch with many female stars, and he thinks he is used to seeing the beauty of the prosperous age.

But seeing her, you know what beauty is in your bones!
She still has a sleepy laziness on her body, but she looks charming and radiant.

"Sister, if you enter the entertainment circle, what about An Yan?" Song Jianyi said sincerely.

The expression on Ye Liang's face changed slightly, but it was not obvious.

She knew that An Yan was also a female star with a lot of traffic now, but she didn't have any follow-up with Fan Xiaozheng.

In other words, the follow-up that Fan Xiaozheng gave her should be to make her the internet goddess she is today.

"No announcement today, right?" Ye Liang changed the subject naturally.

Song Jian shook her head, "It's okay, they're all [-]-line tricks, how can it be more important than my nephew?"

Ye Liang looked at her, with a little apology on his expression, "In the past three years, I have not accepted anything about the capital, is Aunt Song okay?"

Song Jianyi, "Okay! I just had some free time recently, and I'm studying community aunt dance every day!"

She smiled.

Knowing that the Ye family collapsed, Aunt Song would lose her job, so she didn't ask any further questions.

Instead, he said: "I asked you to come here today because I have something to go out in the afternoon, and I don't think I will come back until evening. I don't feel at ease in Fucheng alone, and the salary will be based on the hourly wage..."

"What about the salary! You can come to me for this matter."

Song Jianyi really liked Fucheng at the first sight, let alone let her take care of him for a day, would he wish to take care of him for a year?
Yeliang still said: "I will put the money on your card."

Song Jian was taken aback for a moment, "Do you still have my card number?"

She smiled, "Good memory."

But Song Jianyi was a little shocked, how could it be just a good memory?

Mom is right, this world is too unfair to Sister Yeliang, she is the best woman in the world.

However, looking at the cute baby who was combing her hair next to her, she was cute and cold, handsome, sensible and considerate, and instantly felt a lot more balanced for her.

……

Ye Liang went to the mall first, and she didn't bring much when she came, so she had to buy herself a set of stunning yet decent clothes first.

She didn't go shopping much before, let alone this one.

This was only opened after she left the capital. Fan Xiaozheng's famous work, Fashion Supermarket.

Entering the first floor, she could feel the high-end feeling and grandeur brought by the money. The only thing that made her feel that she was downgraded was the photo of An Yan, one of the sections of the advertising screen from top to bottom in the center of the shopping mall's round hall.

The central round hall of the fashion supermarket runs through the top of the building, with a square crystal screen installed in the middle.

Each floor and each direction can see different screen content, the higher the higher the higher.

On the first floor, An Yan's photo just flashed by.

It seems that the endorsement is a snack, and it can be posted here. Fan Xiaozheng is really flattering.

It is worth mentioning that there is a rotary elevator around the crystal screen, and you can see the overview of each floor of the shopping mall in the open air.

But it has become another kind of romance, and many Internet celebrities come here to check in.

Yeliang got on the elevator and went directly to the high-end women's clothing floor.

Standing on the elevator, the dazzling lights took a lot of thought. As the floors go up, watching the scenes on each floor slowly pass by, people have an inexplicable sense of enjoyment.

The feeling of reading the most beautiful Qianfan in the world.

After arriving at the place after a while, she went straight to a store, walked around a bit, and finally stood in front of a dress.

"Can I try this one?" she asked.

The shopping guide came over with a smile, "Yes, what's your size, lady?"

"Just this." Ye Liang pointed to the skirt in front of her.

"Can I help you carry your bag and put it at the front desk?"

She nodded.

After taking the clothes, she turned around to go to the dressing room, but just as she turned around, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

It only took a second or two before the polite smile was restored.

"Sir, you are blocking me."

The man in front of him didn't seem to hear, his eyes were glued to her face, and then he suddenly reached out to hold her wrist.

As if to confirm whether what he saw was a human or a ghost.

Ye Liang frowned, but couldn't escape because she was holding the clothes.

"Are you willing to come back?" The man's eyes were condensed, and his thin lips were also tight.

But she smiled lightly, "Sir, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Too breezy.

So much so that for a second, Fan Xiaozheng almost thought that he had really admitted his mistake.

Then he snorted coldly, "Why, it's Guan Yeliang now? If you have the ability, why don't you change your face?"

She smiled, "My name is Menghui, you really made a mistake."