Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"Fan Xiaozheng..." Ye Liang felt that this man sometimes became angry like a demon, and she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

But they ignored her at all, and put her whole body down, full of domineering orders: "Change your name."

"..." He was embarrassing her again.

Ye Liang also struggled with this matter of addressing her. At the beginning, she thought about whether to call her husband, but she felt that it was too abrupt and emotionally inappropriate.

So he didn't even address him, and only called his name when necessary.

"Then, what's your name?" She tried hard to make her voice sound clear, but it was still intermittent and slightly undulating.

"Until you figure it out!" He gave an ultimatum, and then stopped kissing and went straight to his goal.

For a long time, Ye Liang didn't have the brains to think about what to call her. She felt that her life was about to die.

The man at the side still remembered to ask for the answer, "No feelings?"

"..."

"Duplicity." He rested his chin on her shoulder, "Is it like you that women have no feelings, huh?"

Ye Liang closed her eyes, annoyed, "What do I look like?"

Men are sometimes very simple species. For example, at this moment, Fan Xiaozheng's mood has obviously improved a lot.

Hooking her waist, the fingertips moved meaningfully, "What do you think? Do you want to prove your innocence again?"

She wished she could get off the bed immediately, but she was too tired to move, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going back to sleep.

The reason why she couldn't sleep in Fan Xiaozheng's room was because she was afraid that he would mess around at night. Anyway, it was like this tonight, and she was not afraid that he still had strength.

If you sleep late, you will naturally sleep deeply at night.

In the middle of the night, Ye Liang vaguely heard the phone vibrate, and the exhausted person suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.

After identifying it for a while, it was indeed the phone vibrating.

She glanced back at the place beside her, then got out of bed carefully, and took her mobile phone among the mess.

When she falls asleep at night, her mobile phone will be set to the Do Not Disturb mode, and ordinary calls cannot be made.

Since there is a phone, it is naturally not an ordinary number.

She didn't have any clothes on, so she picked up a shirt on the ground, which was Fan Xiaozheng's shirt, wrapped it around her body casually, and walked to the balcony.

"Hey?"

Leaning against the balcony, it would be a little cold, but she probably got used to living in a kennel over the years, so she didn't feel much.

The long, smooth hair and the spacious shirt swayed slightly in the night wind. The woman stood sideways, with slightly lowered eyebrows, listening to the phone.

I could vaguely hear her lazy and soft tone, "No...Did I say that? No... Next time whoever takes an order for me without authorization, he will handle it himself."

After all, she seemed to hang up the phone, and stood with her shirt slightly folded.

The man on the bed has been watching quietly for a while.

Light, sometimes an excellent thing, allows people to see everything in front of them clearly.

But sometimes, the darkness can do it better. Fan Xiaozheng has never seen such a cold, arrogant Ye Liang who has already lost his temper.

She usually loses her temper with him, most of them are red-eyed, the weak side.

The twilight outside the window at four or five in the morning outlines the woman's perfect figure, which suddenly makes people feel unstoppable.

'Bada' Fan Xiaozheng reached out and turned on the lamp by the bed.

The woman on the balcony turned around to look at the first time, and the slight anger and coldness on her face had disappeared, replaced by the haze of just waking up.

"Why are you awake?" She went in from the balcony.

Fan Xiaozheng finally saw what she was wearing, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Except for the blemishes on her face, she was indeed alluring. Every time Fan Xiaozheng turned off the lights, some of the beauties were not explored at all.

Fortunately, the woman's two legs, which were as white as jade, had already returned to the bed and slipped into the quilt.

Fan Xiaozheng turned around, lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, "Did you have a dream?"

Ye Liang nodded, but didn't say much, telling him to turn off the light and continue to sleep.

Fan Xiaozheng also cooperated, but after lying down, he hugged her from behind, breathing on the back of her neck, "Show me the clothes when you come back from a business trip!"

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, "What?"

"Shirt." The man said concisely.

……

Ye Liang woke up again, she was alone on the bed.

When she went downstairs, Zhang Ma only prepared breakfast for her alone, so she knew that Fan Xiaozheng had gone out.

"Sir, he said he went to a meeting in the morning and left on a business trip at noon. Did he tell you?" Mama Zhang served her a small bowl of porridge.

Ye Liang nodded, "Just a bowl of porridge is fine, I won't add any more today."

Mama Zhang frowned, "That's not okay, I cut corners right after my husband left, and I'll be scolded when I come back!"

Her breakfast is now gradually adding more food, and Zhang Ma has a good grasp of the amount.

Ye Liang could only helplessly smile.

She has something to do today, but she can only digest breakfast patiently.

I got up late, so it was around 09:30 when I went out.

She went directly to Tang Jiu's clinic.

There was a client in Tang Jiu's clinic who was about to leave, but she didn't bother her when she entered, and sat down quietly on the sofa.

Tang Jiu saw her right away, and glanced at her several times while talking to the guests.

"...It's normal to bleed occasionally in the first two days. If you have any questions, call me then... Go slowly!" Tang Jiu sent the guests to the door.

When I came back, I still glanced at it, and then continued to walk inside.

Ye Liang sat on the sofa, flipping through magazines aimlessly with her beautiful fingertips, "Is it useful to hide?"

Sure enough, Tang Jiu stopped suddenly, then turned back with a smile, "Who made you angry?"

She raised her brows slightly, her eyes were rarely so refreshing, her soft lips pulled slightly, "Didn't you take the order?"

"...you know?" Tang Jiu felt guilty.

But having said that, "You have already taken over the job of treating Lin Qiaoqiao's recovery. Isn't it a piece of cake for me?"

Ye Liang smiled, "Can I do my best?"

Tang Jiu knew this, but she was already busy enough with the 'Nine Era' affairs, taking care of Lin Youqiao's affairs, and cooperating with the 'treatment' on her face.

But... "No way, the other party is very strong, the price is ten times higher than the market price..."

She looked over with her eyes, Tang Jiu had no choice but to shut up.

After a while, she heard her ask: "What are the specific requirements?"

Tang Jiu immediately laughed along, "It is said that the symptoms are milder than last time, and the scar doesn't look so hideous."

"Last time?" Ye Liang frowned unconsciously.

Only then did Tang Jiu realize that he seemed to have said something wrong, clenched his fist angrily, and patted the coffee table.

Missed out.

I had to tell the truth: "Last time, before you got your scars, didn't you get a set of potions? But you don't think it's okay, it's a waste product, I want to practice..."

Yeliang's face was the same as her name, and she looked at Tang Jiu silently for a while.

Tang Jiu had already swallowed the tension in her throat, although she was usually humble and weak, but her eyes were so sharp, it was not something ordinary people could bear!

After a long time, Ye Liang slowly opened his lips: "That is to say, you sold the potion that I made useless after processing it?"

Tang Jiu looked serious, "I swear, it was all approved by the organization, and they also accepted the order. I just think the processed potion is good, and the customer seems to be very satisfied, so..."

She put down the magazine and got up, "Then you can continue to do it again, why do you want me? I'm very busy."

Seeing her posture, Tang Jiu almost knelt down and begged his aunt, "Why should I do it again? You are the only one who can make that potion."