Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

The woman's face changed after hearing this, if she didn't still look like a lady, she would have rolled her eyes directly.

Ye Liang looked at her, "Madam, if you don't reveal your identity and you don't intend to come, I think you can go, I like to be alone."

"What's the relationship between you and Fan Xiaozheng now?" The woman asked suddenly, looking around as if admiring the scenery.

Ye Liang was also somewhat thoughtful.

She knew that this woman must have something to do with Fan Xiaozheng, and the relationship should be unusual, so she was considering the appropriate way to treat this woman.

But she has really been impatient recently.

Ye Liang could only smile, and said: "Based on your relationship with Fan Xiaozheng, don't you even know what relationship I have with him?"

She thought about it, pointed to the huge bed over there, and said, "Sometimes he likes to come and sleep on that bed with me, what do you think is the relationship?"

The woman's complexion has never been pretty, and now she just snorted coldly, "Isn't it just a shameful relationship?"

She said: "Getting a man into a woman's bed is not a skill, but getting yourself into a man's household registration book is a skill."

Ye Liang nodded, "Oh, I got it, I'll ask him another day and ask him to add me."

The woman turned to stare at Ye Liang, frowning together, "Are you really shameless or what?"

Yeliang smiled instead, "Ma'am, you came to me out of nowhere and said I was shameless?"

"I can help you get out of here." The woman suddenly said again.

Ye Liang didn't speak.

Of course, it is impossible for Fan Xiaozheng to agree to her leaving here, and she doesn't necessarily want to leave now.

I just don't know what this woman means?
Then leaned there, hugged the pillow, looked at the woman next to him curiously and expectantly, "How can you help me out?"

The woman turned her head and looked at the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yeliang reminded: "This seems to be bulletproof glass, otherwise I would have smashed it."

The woman smiled, "Bulletproof glass is not indestructible forever, it's just that a bullet can't be shattered, how many more?"

While talking, she even touched the exquisite little handbag in her hand.

Ye Liang's expression tightened for a moment.

She suddenly thought of those female spies she saw on TV, and they often used this kind of small bag to store weapons.

Should it be...?
The next second, she was a little dumbfounded.

The woman actually took something out of her bag.

But at that moment, Ye Liang was nervous for no reason, she wasn't worried that this person would mess with the floor-to-ceiling window, what she was worried about was that a single bullet would kill her.

After that, tell Fan Xiaozheng that the glass accidentally bounced back and accidentally injured her life?

Thinking of this possibility, she subconsciously got up from the chair with the pillow in her arms, and said, "Then take your time, I'll go over there for tea."

"Stand." The woman suddenly stopped her.

Yeliang did stop and looked back at her, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you afraid?" The woman stared at her suspiciously.

When an ordinary woman sees this thing, her face will change greatly in fright.

Regarding this, Ye Liang smiled lightly, "Do you think I have not experienced enough things during this time? When Fan Weilan died, I was just across the street from me. Before boarding a plane abroad, I was covered by it. As for the head, later on, those people in China who had ghosts in their hearts also wanted to assassinate me, just this thing..."

She nodded, "It's not unusual here."

Ye Liang couldn't guess the identity of this woman at all right now.

"You continue." She smiled lightly, as if she really let her do it.

But the woman over there didn't move, but suddenly stared at her expressionlessly, and asked coldly: "Do you think I dare not kill you here?"

Ye Liang really didn't think so.

"Did he mean that?" she simply asked.

The woman didn't answer immediately, Ye Liang probably knew what was going on.

……

Fan Xiaozheng had a temporary meeting, and when he returned to the office, he frowned slightly at the door, and looked sideways at Sheng Qiu, "Any guests?"

Sheng Qiu also frowned, he was also in a meeting just now, so he didn't know.

A secretary just came over, "President Fan."

Fan Xiaozheng stood still, waiting for the secretary's next words.

"Miss Biao said she must wait for you in the office, I can't stop her, so..."

"Understood." Fan Xiaozheng interrupted the secretary before he could finish speaking, and then stepped forward to open the office door.

On the other hand, Sheng Qiu still looked puzzled.

Cousin?
I have been with my husband for so many years, how come he never knew such a number one person?
As soon as I entered the office, I saw a girl with a ponytail.

Seeing Fan Xiaozheng come in, the girl was surprised first, and then smiled brightly, "Is your leg really healed?"

Then I couldn't help but circle around him like a bee, "Wow, it's the first time I know you're really tall!"

Then he stared at his face, frowned, and smiled again, "A man! In fact, appearance is not very important. If I choose a boyfriend, tall and stylish, he will be nice!"

Fan Xiaozheng heard a lot of what she said, but the expression on his face didn't change much.

Just ask: "Alone? Where's your mother?"

The girl frowned and looked at him suspiciously, "Aren't you surprised to see me?"

Then suddenly realized, "Did you know that we were coming back?"

The girl pursed her lips, "It's boring!"

When Fan Xiaozheng wanted to ask something more, he heard his own cell phone vibrate.

He walked over and took the mobile phone from the inner pocket of his coat. When he took it out, he frowned subconsciously when he saw the sleeves of the clothes folded up and resting on the armrest of the chair.

Then answered the phone, "Hi."

The next second, Fan Xiaozheng squeezed the hand of the mobile phone and pulled it far away from the ear, because the decibel of the person on the other end of the phone was too high.

Although the servants usually talk a lot and are occasionally sarcastic, they seldom get out of control like this.

"It's terrible, sir, come here quickly! There seems to be a fight upstairs!"

Fan Xiaozheng's eyebrows sank two degrees at once, "upstairs?"

The servant's tone was still in a hurry, "Didn't you let that guest come over? It's been a while."

No need to think, it must be in her room.

guest?

"What guest?" Fan Xiaozheng asked.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly fell on the girl who was standing next to her, whose expression was not quite right at the moment.

The man's face immediately darkened.

He had already guessed who the so-called 'guest' was.

"Who let her in?" Fan Xiaozheng asked coldly.

The servant looked innocent: "She took your text message and replied that you agreed!"

No more questions, Fan Xiaozheng pressed down the phone heavily, and quickly pulled out the information list with his fingertips.

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