Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"oops!"

As soon as Ye Liang left, the female dance partner's soft waist almost broke, and she cried out all of a sudden.

Because the man let go of her suddenly.

"Sorry, my muscles are weak." The man looked at the grievance of his female partner's frowning, and only said a word in a salty way.

Naturally, the female companion had no choice but to laugh along with her, "It's okay! I understand."

She was finally selected by Fan Xiaozheng as a dance partner for training, how dare she show him face?Not to mention that Fan Xiaozheng himself will definitely buy her a dress and a bag, and Fan Weilan still has a lot of money afterwards.

Who can't get along with money?
After Ye Liang walked a few steps, she could hear the woman's delicate cry, her soft lips were tightly pursed, and she didn't stop in the end.

On the dinner table.

Yeliang didn't want to eat at first, and he didn't have much appetite anyway, but after thinking about it, why should he leave space for them?
As a result, she felt that she should disappear as soon as possible. What's the matter with sitting here?

She went upstairs, and when she came down into the dining room, she saw that they were already eating at the same side of the table.

When the woman saw her go in, she had a soft smile on her face, "Mr. Fan is inconvenient to serve food, I will take care of him, Mrs. Fan won't mind?"

Leaving aside the feeling in Yeliang's heart, there was a bit of a smile on his face, "Mr. Fan is inconvenient to do anything, and he needs someone to take care of him at night. May this young lady consider staying overnight?"

Smart people can tell that she is sarcastic about women's insatiable desire.

Mama Zhang thought that his wife was out of anger and didn't know what to say for a while.

When the man at the table heard her nonchalant attitude, his expression was not much better, but he didn't say a word.

"Mr. Fan and I have really similar tastes. We both like spicy food!" The woman seemed to be in a good mood.

Ye Liang quietly picks up the rice in the bowl, no wonder tonight's food is mostly spicy.

But she didn't care, she picked up the spicy and hot pepper chicken in front of the woman with chopsticks, and the diced chicken with chili, she put it directly into her mouth.

"Cough cough...cough!" Not surprisingly, the heat was so hot that his throat was choked, and his cheeks immediately turned red.

But after coughing, she said lightly: "Give me a glass of ice water, Mama Zhang."

Madam Zhang frowned, "... Ma'am, eating spicy food and drinking ice is not good for your health."

She smiled, "Do you think I have a good place now?"

She got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, but couldn't unscrew it for a long time, and threw it back into the refrigerator angrily.

He simply poured warm water, then threw two ice cubes into it, and drank it directly.

Sitting back at the dining table, watching the man stare into her eyes more and more deeply, "Why do you think of going to this kind of banquet?"

He probably doesn't like that kind of occasion. He has been declaring his disability to the outside world. He attended the dinner and brought a dance partner. Is it different from announcing that he is cured?

But the man didn't answer her.

So she aimed at the pepper chicken again. To be honest, although it was spicy, it was really delicious.

However, just as she stretched it out this time, the chopsticks were suddenly snatched away by the man and thrown on the table aside.

"Take it down." He told Zhang Ma in a cold voice.

Yeliang picked up the spare chopsticks again, and picked up the spicy shrimp as if nothing had happened, "There are so many dishes, it's just right to have one or two less, so that I don't know what to eat."

The woman on the side could feel the tension between them, but she just sat still, as if waiting to watch a good show.

She really looks like she loves spicy food, and she is the only one eating it.

But everyone could tell she wasn't enjoying it.

The woman looked at him and her, "Mrs. Fan...?"

are you OK?

Ye Liang smiled lightly, "hissed" so hot that it was not very vivid, then looked at her, and said, "Have you been friends with Mr. Fan for a long time?"

The woman shook her head inexplicably.

I saw her wiping the fine sweat from the tip of her nose with a tissue, and her movements looked very elegant, even her ugly face was not so glaring.

Then Ye Liang looked at the woman opposite.

It sounded irrelevant and said: "Then you must not know what he likes most about women?"

This sudden topic suddenly changed the atmosphere.

The woman timidly turned her head to look at Fan Xiaozheng, and sure enough, she saw that the man's already ugly and hideous face was gloomy, and his jaw became more and more tense.

Wasn't she provoking him by suddenly mentioning the preference of impotent men like Fan Xiaozheng for women?
However, the woman who brought up this topic looked like she had nothing to do with herself, while sucking her lips so hotly, "Oh, by the way, I haven't asked what your name is yet?"

The woman pointed to herself, "Me?...My name is Qiao Luo, Mrs. Fan."

Ye Liang nodded and smiled.

At that moment, although Qiao Luo didn't know what Mrs. Fan should be like, but she nodded and smiled so indifferently, in short, she looked like Mrs. Fan.

I also suddenly felt that although Fan Xiaozheng was disabled, it shouldn't be easy to marry his woman quietly, right?

Sure enough, what Yeliang said next made her unable to take it at all.

Ye Liang continued: "Qiao Luo? The name sounds nice, and I think you have a great figure!"

"I've been doing yoga and dancing!" Joro laughed, looking proud of his figure.

She seemed to nod enviously, but her words were: "Miss Qiao's curves are indeed beautiful, but her arms and legs are a bit thick, and her waist is not soft enough."

Then, without waiting for Qiao Luo's reaction, he continued: "Mr. Fan likes women with slender arms, the feeling of wrapping around his neck when making out..."

Qiao Luo's eyes widened in surprise.

She continued to smile, "You've been friends with him for a short time, so it's normal if you don't know, and he also likes women with big waists. After all, you can't do it. The sense of sight and touch must be the best?"

"Oh, he likes being straight on the wheelchair the most."

Qiao Luo opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and didn't know what to say.

She really didn't expect such an ugly woman to talk about such a topic without any scruples in front of her.

No one saw that the man next to him was about to grit his teeth.

When she was about to say something, she finally said with a sullen face: "Have you said enough?"

Ye Liang looked at him, "No, Miss Qiao will be with you recently, you should let her know more carefully so that you can enjoy it, right?"

But any man is absolutely unwilling to share the most private things with others, especially a man like Fan Xiaozheng.

How could she allow her to share this kind of thing with an outsider?
Qiao Luo was sent away politely by Mama Zhang.

There are only two people left in the restaurant.

Fan Xiaozheng leaned back in the wheelchair, watching her go all out to drive away a rival in love, with a lot of meaning in his heart, but no expression on his face.

"Why don't you continue to eat?" He squinted slightly.

Yeliang ignored him, asked for a glass of warm water, and ate half a bowl of rice with two light dishes.

He left the restaurant contentedly.

Fan Xiaozheng watched her finish eating, watched her leave, and then frowned belatedly and went upstairs.

Lying on side.

Ye Liang just took her bathrobe and wanted to go in to take a shower, but when she came out of the dressing room, she was blocked by the man's wheelchair.

It was obvious that his eyes swept over her.

Her lips tugged slightly, "Do what you said."

"what?"

She frowned slightly, knowing what he was talking about, but she walked around the wheelchair and walked to the other side, "Isn't Mr. Fan finding other women more interesting?"

"You just drove me away." His voice was flat.

Ye Liang turned around, "Have I kicked her out? You may have misunderstood, at most it is to impart experience."

After all, Fan Xiaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Staring at her, "When are you going to make trouble?"

Her soft lips bent slightly, but there was no smile on her face, "I'm making trouble?"

Ye Liang's expression was serious and indifferent, "I know how much I weigh, I know whether this face can be seen, and at the same time, I have always been assured that there will be no other women by your side. If my cognition is wrong, Mr. Fan doesn't have to tell me in such a disgusting way."

The man's eyes darkened a bit.

"What way do you want?"

She laughed at herself, "If you can bear it for a while, why don't you indulge yourself after a divorce?"

divorce?

Fan Xiaozheng snorted, "What makes you want to leave so eagerly?"

Ye Liang closed her eyes, "When it comes to turning black and white, I really feel ashamed."

In a blink of an eye, she happened to see Qiao Luo's changed clothes over there, without even thinking about it, she walked over to pick it up and stuffed it directly into the trash can.

This still felt uncomfortable, so she directly took out the trash can, "Mother Zhang, throw this away!"

"Connected barrels?" The things that Mr. Bought are very expensive.

"Any opinion?" She frowned softly, "I'll buy it tomorrow to compensate him, okay?"

It was rare for Zhang Ma to see her so angry, so she didn't dare to say more, so she hurried down.

Yeliang didn't know why, the more the man stared at her blankly, the more irritable she became.

Unexpectedly, I remembered the disgusting feeling of resistance when Shen Shuyuan came into her house and touched all the things of his mother...

Looking back at him, "What else did you touch in this room?"

When the man didn't speak, she began to check around the room aimlessly.

"Why are you crazy?" Fan Xiaozheng gradually realized that something was wrong with her, the moment she turned from the drawer of the bedside table to the dressing table, and then turned to enter the dressing room.

Eyebrows furrowed suddenly, "Yeliang." He called her in a deep voice.

But she didn't give any response, only heard the sound of the locker door being pulled open.