Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

When she was suddenly grabbed by the man's shoulders and turned her around, she was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

That's his temper, isn't it?

His eyes were full of tense forbearance, his brows were full of coldness, full of dissatisfaction with her attitude.

But just holding her shoulder for a long time like that, he didn't say a word.

Instead, her breathing became more and more heavy, as if she was about to be unable to hold back her sullen anger, and then finally let her go.

Immediately afterwards, he got up from the sofa, without saying anything, turned around and strode towards the door, and closed the door with a "bang".

The room was filled with silence.

Ye Liang closed her eyes and let out a long breath of relief.

Then she hurried to get her mobile phone, this was what she was waiting for, of course she wanted to know the situation in Fucheng as soon as possible.

It's a pity that she got through to everyone and no one answered.

Although it seems worthless, but I really regret that I just choked on that man. How about asking about Fucheng's affairs before mocking him?

So, she tossed and tossed until the night, but she didn't feel sleepy.

Not knowing the exact time, she got up and walked to the door, and opened it.

The two people inside and outside were obviously taken aback.

Speaking of which, Ye Liang really didn't know that he was at the door, and the person at the door must not have expected that she would open the door so coincidentally.

"Still sleeping?" The opening remark was basically the same as the last time I came here.

She forced a smile, "Mr. Lin is here, so he should be able to sleep."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, "This is easily misunderstood."

Ye Liang paused, looked at him, and came to his senses.

"That's not what I meant..." She just wanted to say, if he came over, he would of course know the news about Fucheng, wouldn't he be able to sleep peacefully and have a good night's sleep?

In fact, she knew that it was probably good news, otherwise, Fan Xiaozheng might not even dare to come in the evening.

The man said that she could call him 'A Lin', but she called Mr. Lin politely, so there was nothing wrong with her.

He entered the room and took off his black peaked cap, revealing that Yeliang had already known him, and now he looked at his facial features that he was already familiar with.

"How are you doing recently?" The man flicked his hair and put his hat aside.

The tone of voice was nothing special, just a casual question.

Yeliang also simply replied: "It's okay."

"Only water." She was being polite, poured him a glass of water, stared at him after sitting down, eager to ask, but didn't know how to ask.

On the other hand, the man on the side looked at her, and his thin lips slightly bent, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Of course!" she answered.

The man nodded, waiting for her to ask.

Ye Liang was a little helpless, thinking that he would take the initiative to speak.

"Fucheng is still with Wei Yanzhi? Is he alright? He's not sick, and he hasn't been treated for anything? It's been so long, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

He looked at her.

"From what you mean, do you want him to be safe, or do you need something?"

Ye Liang frowned, "Don't joke with me at this time, it seems that you are not a person with this personality."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "What kind of personality do I look like?"

She pursed her lips, is it time to discuss character?

The man nodded and looked at her, "Don't worry, he's fine..."

"But I heard from Fan Xiaozheng that Fucheng didn't bring it back?" She was really impatient at the moment, always grabbing the words.

He still looked calm, nodded, "Yeah."

"why?"

The man was silent for a while, then put down his glass and looked at her, "The situation may be a bit complicated, but if it is simple, it is that Fucheng is very good over there."

"it is good?"

Ye Liang didn't know how to react, and looked at him incomprehensibly, "The person who was taken away by Wei Yanzhi, tell me, he lives well there?"

The man still nodded.

Ye Liang couldn't help being a little annoyed, "I think you just wanted to send a message to Fan Xiaozheng. He said whatever he said, and he asked you to fool me, right?"

"It doesn't do me any good to fool you." He flatly denied her thoughts.

Ye Liang couldn't sit still and wandered around the room, then stopped and turned to look at him.

The man was sitting on the sofa, with his right hand on the cup, his fingertips were unconsciously stroking the rim of the cup, and he also looked at her.

Said: "Although the ending is good, the process of more than a month is really uncomfortable, and he is also very tired. You don't want to know how his health is?"

She sneered, turned her face away to express her indifference, and was too lazy to answer.

"I can't explain a few words clearly, you can see for yourself?" the man said suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone, took the remote control she had placed next to him, and cast the video on the indoor screen.

The first thing that came into sight was a little boy who looked about the same age as Fucheng, sitting on a chair, expressionless at first, and then suddenly laughed.

It turned out that he saw Fu Cheng walking towards him.

When Ye Liang saw Fucheng, her heart was in her throat.

I saw Fucheng holding a small weapon that I don't know if it was a toy in his hand, walking to the boy's chair, with a very patient look, "Then, hold it like I did, and press it down... ..."

"Snapped!"

"Papa..." As Fucheng led the little boy to snap his index finger, intermittent shooting came from the screen.

The little boy seemed to enjoy playing with this, and the more he laughed, the happier he was.

Ye Liang frowned, "What is this? Who is he?"

"Wei Yanzhi's nephew."

nephew?

Ye Liang frowned, "Does it have something to do with me? I just want to know why he wanted to take Fucheng away and what he did to the child!"

The man motioned her to be calm.

Then he nodded and pointed to the screen, "As you can see, Fucheng doesn't seem to be unhappy, nor is he having a bad time. The only thing is that you are not around."

"Do you still want to talk?" Ye Liang stared at him sullenly.

"How old is Fucheng? He's just a child, so why should he be taken there and be a family member to make children as old as him happy?"

In Ye Liang's eyes, although the two children inside seem to get along very well, and Fu Cheng is also smiling, she just feels that Fu Cheng is being oppressed.

It's like the person who was sold to a mountain village in the news back then.

"I thought so too at first." He said in a low voice.

"This is Wei Yanzhi's nephew. His mother died almost immediately after he was born. Wei Yanzhi brought him up. Of course, he is a man who can't take care of children, so his method is to find the child he thinks is the most suitable. Go with me in the past."

Ye Liang listened, her brows tightened even more.

What kind of logic is this?

"Wei Yanzhi is so well-known in the world, one case after another, he is just for...to let these children play with his nephew?!"