Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

And Yeliang no longer spoke.

But he was still thinking about something. If Fan Xiaozheng went on a business trip for too long, more than two months, he might really die.

No matter how good his physique is, some sequelae cannot be avoided.

As far as his body is just disabled, his face hasn't improved much, what about sequelae?After all, the medicine is hers, and she still has a conscience.

What's more, they are still waiting to negotiate terms with him.

Lu also sent her home.

Yeliang didn't sleep well all night, and woke up around six in the morning.

I don't know what's going on with Mei Shurang.

Aunt Song was already making breakfast. Seeing her so early, she was surprised, "I came back so late last night and got up so early? Don't you want to sleep more?"

Ye Liang smiled lightly, and asked casually, "How do you know I'm coming back late?"

Aunt Song smiled, "I basically wait for you before going to bed every day. You are the last one to come back for the whole family. It was past eleven o'clock when I went to bed. Isn't it too late?"

"Let's talk again." Aunt Song wiped her hands on the apron, "Chengcheng was waiting for you last night, saying he wanted to show you something, but he didn't wait."

"What?" She suddenly felt guilty.

I don't know if there is any manual class in school recently?Do you want to give her handwork or something?
She went upstairs and walked lightly into her son's room.

Originally, she just wanted to see if he was awake, and didn't intend to wake him up, but as soon as she entered, the little guy woke up vigilantly.

It was really vigilant eyes, even if she just woke up, that feeling reminded her of the days when she lived in the backyard of Ye's house, she was vigilant every day when she woke up.

My heart softened all of a sudden, "Wake up so early, Your Majesty the City?"

The little guy's vigilant eyes became ignorant after seeing that it was her. He relaxed and rubbed his eyes, "Mommy, what time is it?"

She leaned down and kissed his cheek, the most difficult thing for His Majesty to bully is when he is sleepy.

"It's not yet seven o'clock, sleep a little longer?" Her voice was gentle.

On the other hand, the guy on the bed shook his head, turned over, struggled to get up with his little ass pouted, shook his head to wake up, and then looked at her, "I want to show you something."

Ye Liang nodded with a smile, "I know, my grandma told me, did the school let me do handicrafts?"

The little guy shook his head. As soon as he woke up, that soft and cute energy turned into a little coldness that belonged to him, "It's all made by little girls, I don't do it!"

As he spoke, he jumped to the ground with his calves shaking, walked over there, opened the drawer and took out his exclusive camera.

"Is this the camera that grandpa gave you?" She heard Aunt Song mention it before.

It seems that Guan Zimin's love for Fucheng is not fake. Once or twice, when he came to the city from Qingcheng Mountain, he would have his children picked up for a meeting or dinner, and then sent back.

At first, Ye Liang was not at ease, but later found out that Guan Zimin only met him, his great-grandson.

At this moment, the little guy nodded, sat back on the bed, and took out the memory card, "There are a few photos in it, you should need them."

photo?

Yeliang unknown so.

The little guy put the card into the card reader, and then plugged it into the computer in the bedroom. He did it very skillfully. It seems that he should have seen the effect before.

"What good thing did you take?" She thought it was just a good picture of scenery or something.

Unexpectedly, Fu Cheng glanced at her indifferently.

Obviously she guessed wrong.

There's no way, even though he despises him, Ye Liang just smiles, she has always been unable to figure out her son, so let's wait and see.

But when she saw the photo, she was a little shocked.

"Where did you get that?"

The little guy raised his pretty bushy eyebrows, a little proudly, "Is it useful?"

Yeliang looked at him in disbelief, "Do you know who the man in the photo is?"

"Hmm." Fucheng scrolled down the photo and said, "Of course I know. When I went out with my great-grandfather, I met him. That person wanted to come over and hug his thigh. Although my great-grandfather secretly signaled that person to leave, they obviously knew each other." , Later I met next to the school and took a picture."

Ye Liang couldn't help being excited at the moment.

Do you know who is having a tryst with an unknown female model in that photo?
That's right, it's Xie Congguo.

Mei Shurang said that this person was cautious and couldn't find a handle, but he was caught by Fucheng?Can you not get excited?
She couldn't help scratching his little head, "It seems that your little hobby of photography can continue!"

Actually, she didn't tell Fu Cheng about her plan with Wen He, but he must have felt it, that's why he paid extra attention to the things around him every time he saw Guan Zimin.

For some reason, Yeliang felt a little sore in his heart, and squatted down to look at him, "Chengcheng, do you feel tired from living with Mommy?"

The little guy frowned and looked at her with the kind of expression that he wanted to give her a blank stare.

Said: "I am a man, I should use my brain every day, just eat and sleep, it is better to raise pigs!"

Chick, she was finally amused by him.

"However, in the future, Mommy still thinks it's better if you don't do these things. You should study hard and don't have to worry about these things for Mommy."

Thinking of the last "seed selection" case, according to what he meant, to some extent, he took the initiative to become the bait in Fan Xiaozheng's hands.

This kind of cognition, courage, and brain, how can it be like a child of his age?Ye Liang was really afraid that he would be tired.

But he raised his small face, and looked at her with clean and pure black eyes that were somewhat similar to a certain man, "The purpose of going to school is to set an example for Huahua, what do you think the kindergarten class can learn?"

Ah, Ye Liang forgot, his ability in certain fields is even better than that of Sheng An'an, so why would he bother going to kindergarten?
I had to smile helplessly, "Then you have to remember to be safe."

He has a little head, "Understood."

Then I went to wash up and let her watch slowly.

The one on the photo is indeed Xie Congguo.

Ye Liang directly copied the photo and sent it to Mei Shurang, with a postscript: 【You don't need to thank me. 】

……

At that time, Mei Shurang was just about to go out, and when he saw something, his expression was very impressive.

[This favor, I have written it down. 】

In an instant, I felt that even the mood of going to Qingcheng Mountain was not so heavy.

But from last night to now, Qingcheng Mountain has basically been restless overnight.

It is certain that Tang Jiu is in Qingcheng Mountain, and Wu Kuo is also there.

After not sleeping much all night, Wu Kuo saw someone coming to deliver breakfast, so he got up and walked over, "Where's Mr. Tang?"

The man looked at him, "This is your breakfast. As for Mr. Tang, you'd better not ask. This matter has nothing to do with you, but in order to seal the matter, you have to be wronged in this room for a few days before the matter is over."

His attitude was pretty good, it seemed that Guan Zimin did treat him as an outsider and didn't intend to get involved.

Today's Guan Zimin is indeed getting older, so he understands that some things can be minimized as much as possible so as not to spread.

What he wanted was Tang Jiu, and the rest would not move.

In another room in the courtyard, there was also a breakfast in front of Tang Jiu.

The person sitting on the opposite side not far away should be Guan Yumin. He has heard the name countless times, and this is the first time Tang Jiu has seen this person.

"You hired by the Council?" Guan Zimin took the dry cigarettes packed by the guards, smoked them slowly, and asked.

Tang Jiu yawned, "I don't understand what the old man asked. I am not employed, and everyone in the world knows it."

Guan Zimin nodded, "That's pretty good. The Council Hall is stealing the limelight now, but if you stand too high all of a sudden, you'll fall badly."

He exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued: "There are so many lives, and now Mei Shurang doesn't have you in his hands, and he doesn't have any medicine. Public opinion alone can crush him to death."

Tang Jiu frowned slightly, coldly disgusted, "Why are you telling me these things? I haven't slept all night, let me go down the mountain to get a good sleep, your place is like a prison."

Guan Zimin smiled, "Maybe I will be wronged for a few days, unless Mei Shurang is active enough and the conditions he gives me are considerable enough."

"What does the dispute between you have to do with me?" Tang Jiu expressed displeasure.

Guan Zimin nodded, "So, didn't this leave you unscathed? Quandang came to Qingcheng Mountain as a guest. This is a good place, and ordinary people can't come up."

I really don't care, Tang Jiu scolded.

About half an hour passed.

Tang Jiu saw someone come in and whisper something in Guan Zimin's ear.

Guan Zimin stood up with a faint smile, looked at Tang Jiu, "It seems that you are still very valuable, and the people from the council hall came very quickly."

Mei Shu let the truth come?
Tang Jiu didn't quite believe it. Even if he came, it probably wouldn't be so fast, unless...

It must be the meaning of dreaming.

Mei Shurang didn't even have a driver around him, and he came up alone, with a look of enjoyment on his face, "It's really like spring in Guanlao's place, and the scenery is so beautiful every year!"

Guan Zimin had a smile on his face, "If you like it, why don't you stay for a few more days and treat it as a vacation?"

Obviously it should be a scene of swords and swords, but it seems that the two sides are talking and laughing. This is what makes the officialdom and political circles intimidating.

Mei Shu made a sneer in his heart, asking him to stay here for a few more days?Then go back and be directly dismissed as the Secretary of the Council?
Old fox, the abacus is too loud.

"Then it depends on whether the old man can keep me!" He laughed along with him, walked in by himself, and found a place to sit down by himself.

"Since everyone knows what each other is, let's get straight to the point?" Mei Shurang looked at the time, "I'm still in a hurry to get back to work."

Guan Zimin smiled ironically.

He sat down and nodded, "Of course it's fine, it depends on what good things Director Mei brings me?"

Mei Shurang raised his eyebrows, "It's really a good thing, the old man must like it!"

However, when the photo appeared before Guan Zimin's eyes, the old man's face quickly turned cold. The ups and downs of the officialdom all the year round made his cloudy and dark eyes a little cold.

"Mr. Mei, what does this mean?"

Mei Shurang shrugged, "Things were photographed very clearly. The old official knew that he could not completely control the council hall, so he managed to find the procuratorial department. It seems that this minister is not very good?"

"Oh, that's right." He had a positive look on his face, "Do you want the information of this young model? I have it all here."