Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Mei Shu let himself drive, of course he didn't have to squeeze in a car with Fan Xiaozheng, besides, it's obviously inappropriate to squeeze in a car with him now.

Ye Liang looked down at her phone, and was booking a car, but because of the rain, it was difficult to book a car, and there were still about [-] people waiting in line ahead.

Sheng Chun directly parked the car two steps away from her, "Get in the car, ma'am."

Ye Liang raised her head when she heard the voice. Although her heart was blocked, she smiled politely when facing others, and shook her head, "No need..."

"It's not what I meant." Sheng Chun respectfully interrupted her, and continued: "Mr. asked me to come out to prepare the car. He will come out in a while, and he's leaving too."

She frowned slightly, and looked back at the villa, just in time to see Mei Shurang pushing Fan Xiaozheng out.

If there were no outsiders, she would just leave, but with Mei Shu around, she couldn't be too stingy.

"Not cold?" The man's wheelchair came to him, he nodded slightly, "Get in the car."

Mei Shurang also looked at her with a faint smile, "Go up, little sister-in-law!"

Hearing this address, Ye Liang didn't know whether it was cold from standing in the wind for a long time or something, shivering all over, pursed her lips, and had no choice but to get into the car.

After Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair was settled, Sheng Chun started the car.

The car was quiet.

After a long time, Fan Xiaozheng probably couldn't bear such an overly dull atmosphere, and finally opened his mouth first: "What are you talking about?"

Her gaze was indifferent, and she still looked out of the window, "It's nothing."

After chatting with Zhang Yi in the old house last time, he seemed to ask the same question, as if he was worried about whoever talked to her?

That's right, "Afraid that I will bully Lin Qiaoqiao?"

The man frowned slightly, "She shouldn't be that kind of person."

This made Ye Liang laugh out loud.

A girl like Lin Qiaoqiao should be well-behaved and cute in the eyes of men. She only has to be bullied and wronged. How can she bully others?
Ye Liang felt that in her nature there were dissatisfaction and stubbornness, as well as a resentment towards hypocrisy.

So I took a little breath and wanted to talk about Lin Qiaoqiao.

But after thinking about it, he finally gave up and complained about Lin Qiaoqiao in front of his male admirers. Wasn't it mediocrity, looking for trouble?

After the car entered the city, Ye Liang took out his phone to check the time.

When she was checking the time, the man beside her also turned to look at her.

I just heard her say: "I have something to do later, you go back first, I will come back later."

"Where are you going?" The man frowned slightly.

Probably because she feels that she really has no private life, and she is a two-point line between home and company every day.

Yeliang didn't hide it, "For the company's affairs, there may be a team building at night, and everyone will have dinner together."

Fan Xiaozheng nodded silently.

Sheng Chun asked, "Madam, where do you get off?"

"I'll tell you when it arrives." She hasn't figured it out yet, and she has to go to another place first.

In about 15 minutes, she asked Sheng Chun to stop the car.

When he opened the door, Fan Xiaozheng asked, "What time is it estimated?"

She understood what he meant, and replied directly: "No need to pick up, it's okay, it's easy to take a taxi at night."

So Yeliang didn't say where the company went to the group building for dinner, and didn't say what time to go home, so I felt freer.

The man didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Liang got out of the car and walked along a street for a long time. There are few such retro streets in the city center, similar to Hutongs.

Most of the shops here are antiques, handicrafts, and collections.

Ye Liang entered an inconspicuous shop.

It took three to five minutes for her to come out. She still had only a bag in her hand, and she didn't seem to have bought anything. She walked out of the street along the way she came, and took another car.

When she arrived at the company, Dai Xi and the financial manager were both in her office.

"Is there something wrong?" She put the bag on her office chair, and went to pour a glass of water.

The finances seemed a little worried, and I looked at her, "Nightclub... Didn't you let me watch the account for the past two days, and suddenly found out that the designer had a lot of income, I don't know what happened."

She paused for a moment to drink the water.

It may be that she has been in a trance recently and gave the wrong account number. Is this where Lin Qiaoqiao's final payment came?
"It's okay." She said simply.

The accountant knows that 80.00% of the company’s income is supported by this designer. The mysterious thing is that even the accountant doesn’t know the full name of the designer’s account. He just watches the profits she makes for the company pour into the company’s account every day. .

Seeing Ye Liang's understatement now, Finance looked at her curiously and carefully, "Speaking of which, Yeclub, this designer is really not a brother or sister to you?"

It so happens that they are all surnamed Ye, and this surname is quite rare.

Ye Liang smiled lightly, "I really don't have any siblings."

After dismissing the finances, she said to Dai Xi: "You can look at the arrangements for the dinner party at night. I don't know where the dishes are delicious. Or you can ask them, if you like lively, is hot pot better?"

Dai Xi had a slightly puzzled expression, "Are you going too?"

She likes to join in the fun, and doesn't like to go to places with a lot of people, because they are always too eye-catching. Why are you so active this time?

She looked indifferent, "I won't let you pay, aren't you happy?"

"Happy, happy! Of course I'd like to!" Dai Xi can't wait to have dinner every day, anyway, she pays the bill.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, everyone in the company left work on time and left the company to go to the place for dinner.

I chose a well-known hot pot restaurant in Beijing.

Of course, Yeliang didn't come here specially for dinner, if it wasn't for something, she really couldn't have made such an active arrangement.

In the middle of eating, she left for a trip.

Sheng An'an is waiting in the ladies' bathroom today. She is wearing a dress with a big hood, which is both low-key and eye-catching.

When we met, Sheng Anan took off his hood, he didn't look timid and introverted as usual, but he was very respectful to the visitor, "Sorry to trouble you again!"

Ye Liang smiled faintly, took a calfskin bag from the bag and handed it over.

Then he said: "Uncle Su and Auntie Su reposted the missing person notice after they went back, as usual, I blocked all your news."

Sheng Anan opened the bag and took a look at the documents inside, and looked at her gratefully, "Thank you."

She nodded her head, looking at Sheng An'an with some curiosity and scrutiny in her eyes.

After all, Sheng An'an is only 20 years old, so she feels younger than her, but she also feels that this girl, like her, hides many secrets.

"Then, I'll go first?" Sheng An'an said politely.

Ye Liang could only nod her head, and finally didn't ask any more questions.

Going back to the table, Ye Liang said that he could eat a little more when he was full, but he didn't have much appetite.

Someone just proposed to order wine. The weather at this temperature, paired with warm wine, makes the hot pot have a special taste.

"Okay!" She responded readily, "Go and order whatever flavor you like."

She didn't choose, so she asked Dai Xi to help choose one.

The warm wine in this hotpot restaurant is specially made, it is not considered red wine, nor is it considered white wine. Generally speaking, it may belong to fruit wine, but the alcohol content is not low.

She drank Yeliang before, and she liked the taste.

After Dai Xi came back and sat down, he said with a mysterious face: "You don't know the nightclub hotel, right? Who can overwhelm her today, and I guarantee that the nightclub will take special care of you in the future!"

"Really?" Everyone was very curious.

"Won't you get a letter of dismissal if you get up tomorrow?" Everyone was joking.

"Don't listen to her." Ye Liang glanced at Dai Xi.

Her drinking capacity is not bad, but she is definitely not very good. She was drunk by Fan Xiaozheng last time, and she doesn't quite remember what she did.

Thinking of that man, I couldn't help being a little annoyed, so I filled up the wine on my own.

The turquoise liquor was steaming a little, with a charming smell.

She listened to others chatting, and took a sip when she had nothing to do. Slowly, the wine bottle in hand was empty.

When he could feel his cheeks getting hot, Ye Liang stopped. The wine still had stamina, and if he drank it again, he might be really drunk.

It lasted until about ten o'clock at night.

The Bauhinia Garden was already quiet. Almost all the rooms in the main building were darkened, and only the study room in the annex was always lit.

The host has not returned to the main building to rest.

The man left the study only when he heard the sound of cars in the manor.

A silver Audi was parked in the front yard of the villa, and the lights in the yard were all on. Fan Xiaozheng saw at the door that she was being helped out of the car.

Jianmei frowned.

After Ye Liang got out of the car, she woke up a little bit, squinting her eyes, staring at the man next to her.

Gong Leng saw that she was in a drowsy sleep, so weak that she fell to the ground if she got out of the car and couldn't walk properly, so she planned to bend down to hug her.

As a result, just as he bent down, he was slapped on the shoulder by Ye Liang unceremoniously, and then with a slightly drunk face, he worked hard, "Who are you?"

Gong Leng turned his back to the street lamp, and when he heard her so vigilant, he couldn't help laughing, "Who are you calling me? When did you call me when you drank too much?"

Yeliang took a closer look, and then said "Oh", as if he really woke up.

She was almost awake, she knew that she was in the Bauhinia Garden, and she also knew that Fan Xiaozheng didn't like her getting too close to Gong Leng.

So he waved his hand, "I'll just go in by myself, you should go back early."

Dai Xi saw Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair approaching, and greeted with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Fan, that... Liangliang drank a little too much."

"I didn't drink too much." The woman next to her looked back at Dai Xi with a serious face, and said.

Dai Xi pursed her lips, instead of arguing with her, she just gave the bag to Fan Xiaozheng, and then signaled Gong Leng to get in the car and leave.

Gong Leng probably wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Dai Xi.

The car went away, and the yard suddenly became quiet.

She was standing there, but she was actually seven or eight times awake in her mind, but her cheeks were burning badly, and her head was also a little buzzing.

That feeling, summed up, is probably wanting to be presumptuous.

Maybe it's the so-called strong and cowardly.

"How much did you drink?" Seeing that she was just standing there, Fan Xiaozheng raised his eyes and asked, not knowing how long he was going to stand, or how to compete with him.

After hearing this, the woman raised her finger to pick it up, but finally replied: "I don't know."

Fan Xiaozheng's sword eyebrows were still fixed lightly, then he nodded: "Go into the house."

She was quite cooperative, and entered the door step by step, and then changed her shoes silently.

Fan Xiaozheng entered the door, of course he went to the living room first, but he frowned when he realized that the woman behind him hadn't come in after a while.

Hearing something vaguely, he turned the wheelchair back.

I saw the woman who was changing shoes in the hall just now sat on the ground, competing with the shoes on her feet.

"Can't take it off..." muttered, "broken shoes..."

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her for a while, the wheelchair approached again, and then saw the short boots she was wearing today, with zippers on the heels.

She didn't even pull the zipper, so she just pulled it down desperately, unable to take it off, and her face was flushed with anger.

He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Then he lowered his body and bent over, "Let go, I'll come."

The woman obeyed obediently after listening, leaned against the shoe cabinet and let him toss about.

Fan Xiaozheng had seen her ankles before, but it was the first time he noticed that a woman's ankles were so beautiful, white and slender, so thin that they could be held with one hand.

"What wine did you drink?" He helped her take off her shoes, smelling the faint scent of wine on her breath, he was a little obsessed.

But I heard her say a little coquettishly: "Take care of me."

Ok?
The man raised his eyes unexpectedly.

Sure enough, she squinted her eyes and her breath was slightly drunk. It was either a sin or a petty temper that was drawn out by alcohol.

He still remembered the last time he got her drunk, she was lying on the side of the bathtub like a cat, playing tricks on her and acting coquettishly.

Suddenly, my heart turned warm.

The man didn't straighten his upper body and sit back in the wheelchair, but kept leaning towards her, and his voice became hoarse, "Are you angry?"

He got angry after chatting with Lin quietly, he knew it.

But if she asked, she would definitely not say it, so she was ignored in the afternoon, and she didn't expect her to drink directly.

It's just right to play with your temper after drinking, so as to avoid his hard-working probing, not to mention, Fan Xiaozheng is not bored by the woman's appearance at the moment.

The slightly drunk man raised his eyes, looked at him for a while, probably saw his face clearly, and suddenly stood up from the ground.

Fan Xiaozheng watched her get up and go upstairs without seeing him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wine is really a good thing, she usually treats him differently, she will pretend to be angry again.

He arranged her boots, and then slowly rolled the wheelchair into the elevator and went upstairs.

When she was lying on her side, she twisted the door of her room, but it was not locked.

As soon as I went in, I found that she was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at him, and said, "Do you want to sleep here? I can go to the sofa. "

Hearing this sentence, Fan Xiaozheng frowned again, it seemed that he was sober up a lot, and it was not just pure drunkenness.

"There is no reason for couples to separate beds." He also said in a low, light tone.

But when the woman laughed, she looked at him with her eyes and tilted her head slightly, "Didn't you always assign rooms?"

His master bedroom, her side bedroom.

Fan Xiaozheng has nothing to refute, so he will not continue this topic.

"No shower?" he asked.

The woman still sat on the bed, nodded, "You go out."

That means, it seems that if he doesn't leave, she can maintain that posture all night until dawn.

But he didn't hear it, and instead said: "It's just right, I haven't washed it tonight." He didn't finish the second half of the sentence, and let her taste it.