Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Han Xin didn't notice anything strange about him, but thought he was just curious, so she explained: "Lai Lai said that she is a new kid in the class, and seeing her pitifully today, she even helped her clean up."

"She came back earlier than usual today." Han Xin paused, then continued: "So, this little boy is pretty good at things."

Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly.

He doesn't know if Fucheng is good at cleaning, but he knows that the kid has a sharp mouth and a sharp mind!
After listening to Han Xin's words, Fan Xiaozheng nodded, expressing that he knew, and he didn't show much curiosity.

Then he said: "Su Baishen is Su Quan's son. His sister Su Yu has some status in the business world. If her background is different, she will stand higher. Mei Shurang should often meet in the circle."

In other words, it was impossible for Su Quan's family to be poor.

Even if someone has money, he also has power. His sister Su Yu is one of the most powerful women. Back then, Su Quan almost took the position of Director of the Council.

"Political enemy?" Although Han Xin didn't know much about those things, she thought about it. Mei Shurang was the deputy director of the Council, and his goal was to be promoted to director. If he met Su Quan in the arena, wouldn't he be a colleague?

Fan Xiaozheng smiled, "It can be counted, or it can be counted."

After all, Su Quan's strength is just that. If you really compare it with Mei Shurang, then it's not the same thing.

"Forget it." Han Xin said: "I originally thought about getting to know Su Baishen's parents. If you and them are not in the same position, I will make trouble."

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her and reassured her, "I will figure out what happened to Lailai, don't worry."

Han Xin nodded.

Because a topic was over, there was a sudden silence between the two of them.

It often happens between them, probably often, so there is not much embarrassment, as if everyone is used to it.

After a while, Han Xin remembered Lailai's words.

After looking at him, he said: "By the way, the one named Fucheng is probably a poor child. I don't know what her mother does. Compared with Su Baishen's parents, I am quite happy to know Fucheng's mother."

Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly.

did not speak.

Han Xin said again: "When Lailai came back, she told me that she had no surname like Fucheng, and asked me if I didn't have a father either. I didn't know how to tell her..."

Fan Xiaozheng just looked at her, "What did you say?"

Han Xin repeated what he said to fool his daughter.

The man seemed to think it was okay, he nodded, and found that Han Xin was staring at him firmly.

"What's wrong?"

Han Xin pursed her lips, and asked again: "Do you really not know who Gui Lai's father is?"

Fan Xiaozheng looked helpless, "Even if you don't know, how could I know? But, it doesn't matter, as I said, you are Mrs. Fan, even if you are not Mrs. Fan, Lailai Still my daughter."

Han Xin nodded, "I understand, it's just..."

She sighed countless times about this matter, and sometimes felt that she was really useless, how could she even forget the past, even who she was?
That's all, I got pregnant somehow, but I don't know how the baby came.

If Fan Xiaozheng hadn't brought her back to the Bauhinia Garden to be Mrs. Fan, she probably wouldn't be alive right now.

After a few minutes.

Mama Zhang said it was time to eat.

She got up and went upstairs to wake her daughter up.

At the dinner table, Fan Xiaozheng still didn't ask much about Guilai's new classmate Fucheng, but simply asked about her campus life.

When the meal was almost finished, he wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, "I still have business to go to the annex building, you take Lai Lai to bed early at night."

Han Xin smiled lightly and nodded.

This is how they respect each other as guests, Han Xin is quite satisfied.

Usually, she takes Lailai back to her room to rest when she falls asleep.

But today, when passing by the side sleeper that had been locked all the time, Han Xin stopped in her tracks, her eyes fell on that door, and she was a little bit thoughtful.

At night, servants will not come upstairs.

She stood for a while, then suddenly walked towards the door.

One step, two steps, until you can reach the doorknob with just one lift of your hand.

……

It was around 09:30 in the evening.

More than two hours have passed since the dinner at the Bauhinia Garden.

Fan Xiaozheng was suddenly called out from the study by a hasty knock on the door.

Opening the door, the man frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Ma who looked extremely flustered, and opened his lips, "What's wrong?"

"Madam! It's Madam..." Zhang Ma pointed to the main building, out of breath, and started to stutter in anxiety.

"What's the matter, madam?" Fan Xiaozheng frowned, but he also came out of the study, walking forward, "Speak clearly!"

Zhang Ma quickly followed behind, and then added: "I was just packing up downstairs, and I was about to go back to rest, when I suddenly heard a commotion upstairs, went up and saw that the side sleeper's door was open..."

As soon as he said this, the man in front stopped abruptly and glanced back at Mama Zhang.

That look, it is clearly only September now, but Mama Zhang feels as if she was suddenly scraped by the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Fan Xiaozheng stepped forward again, and the pace increased significantly.

Zhang's mother had to trot to keep up, and said, "I have already called an ambulance. I don't know how my wife was injured. There is a lot of blood!"

When Mama Zhang heard the noise, she thought she had heard it wrong. After all, there was no one upstairs, just the mother and daughter.

After going up, subconsciously went to wife Han Xin's room first, knocked on the door and didn't open it, she thought she heard wrong.

Went to Miss Guilai's room again.

In the end, she stared at the place where Ye Liang lived, lying on her side and fixed her feet. Because the reality didn't allow her to enter, Mama Zhang struggled at the door for a long time.

As a result, with a push, the door opened.

Pressing the switch, Zhang Ma was so frightened by the situation in front of her that her legs went limp.

The room was the same as it was when Daliang left, only a few things were added.

At this moment, a painting was dug out by his wife Han Xin.

That painting is a nude back of a woman. The lines of the back are beautiful, and the delicate and attractive skin is clearly visible. There is also a very distinctive red mole on her butterfly bone.

A simple mole makes people feel visually enchanting and fatal.

I don't know if she knocked over something, and maybe she wanted to protect the painting she was looking at, but the result was just the opposite.

The painting was damaged, the scroll protruded and scratched at the bend of her elbow, probably hurting the main vein, the blood on the carpet made Mama Zhang feel sticky when she stepped on it.

At that time, Han Xin had already lost blood and fainted a little too soon.

Not surprisingly, when Fan Xiaozheng and Zhang Ma entered the room again, Han Xin was already lying in a pool of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.