Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Sheng Xia looked at her helplessly.

In the past, I always thought that my current wife was quiet, gentle, and not too much, but now I suddenly found that she was quite capable of causing trouble.

Moreover, there is a wit in these things, not the kind that makes people hate, but makes people feel helpless and helpless against her.

"Boss Fan needs to know that you did it on purpose, it's true that your temper is heating up quickly." Sheng Xia responded with raised eyebrows.

Han Xin curled her lips, "Then I'm not doing it for his own good? He's all about Miss Meng. Where can I find a generous wife like me?"

Sheng Xia sighed helplessly, "Then you can't be so scary."

Han Xin asked seriously: "Is it scary?"

Midsummer nodded.

……

After Fan Xiaozheng got out of the hospital, he was calling Yeliang's number.

At that time, Wen He's car hadn't arrived home yet.

Her phone was vibrating, thinking she didn't hear it, she glanced back, "Phone."

Remembering that she wanted to press the wound, she said again: "Shall I pick it up for you?"

Ye Liang thought for a while, then nodded.

Wen He pulled over the car, reached out to get her cell phone, glanced at the note, and knew it was Fan Xiaozheng.

So I looked at her and picked it up anyway, "Mr. Fan."

It wasn't her voice that came from the phone, Fan Xiaozheng's sword eyebrows sank again, thinking that something was wrong with her.

Ask: "Where is she?"

Wen He's tone was neither deep nor shallow, "You're next to me, what's wrong?"

"How is she, where is she hurt? Is there any discomfort?" The man asked a series of questions, and then simply said: "Call her."

Wen He smiled, "Mr. Fan, you probably drank a lot tonight. You are my girlfriend in dream, and my wife in the future. Although I thank you for your concern as the owner, I still don't need it in the future..."

"I'm not here to talk nonsense with you." Fan Xiaozheng interrupted him directly, with a slightly cold voice, "Call her!"

Wen He raised his eyebrows lightly, provoking Fan Xiaozheng at least twice tonight, which is considered complete.

He said directly: "I'll hang up first if it's okay, see Mr. Fan again."

He hung up the phone with the consent of Guo Yeliang, she didn't say anything before he hung up.

Then he smiled, "It's no wonder that Jiang is still old and spicy. Guan Zimin is obsessed with Fan Xiaozheng, and knows that you are his weakness."

Fan Xiaozheng should have known from Han Xin that the snake was no longer poisonous, but he was still so anxious and worried about her.

Ye Liang leaned on the back seat and didn't speak.

When she got home, the little spot of blood on her hand had congealed, but she couldn't take a bath tonight. After taking a hot bath, the blood flow accelerated, and it was uneven and bleeding.

So back in the bedroom, she took off her make-up, changed her clothes, and after washing with one hand, she lay down and got ready for sleep.

When she felt that there was another person in the room, at first her nerves tensed up suddenly, but in the next second she just frowned and sat up from the bed.

He reached out and turned on a lamp by the bed.

Sure enough, just as the man landed from the window, he became relieved when he saw her turn on the light.

He stared at her, frowned slightly, and said in a recognizable deep voice, "Have you been to the hospital?"

She sat on the bed, the quilt fell to her waist, and stretched out her hand to tuck it in. "Does Mr. Fan have a habit of climbing over walls?"

Then he turned his head, his eyes were cold and cold, "But I don't have a habit of entertaining guests in the middle of the night, please tell me where to go."

The man directly ignored her unfriendliness, his eyes had already fallen on her hands, and it was too late for her to hide.