Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

The woman on the sofa looked at him, "Isn't money just for spending?"

The man's thin lips curled up, "Use my money to spend on other men? You know how to do business!"

She even replied: "Mr. Fan is over the top."

Hearing her name and her lukewarm face at the moment, Fan Xiaozheng's eyebrows became gloomy, "I'm all here, and I don't plan to go home yet, huh?"

"If you come, I have to go back?" Ye Liang simply leaned on the sofa and looked at him.

Said: "I called you, but I didn't see you saying go home!"

"Lin Qiqiu is afraid of thunder, so she must be accompanied by someone. You heard it on the phone." He sort of explained.

Ye Liang nodded slightly.

"I'm also afraid of being alone, so I came out to have fun, and you've seen it too."

"Ye Liang!" The man finally lowered his voice, "You want to make trouble until dawn?"

The woman smiled like a night, "Did I make trouble? It seems that you came here to pester me."

The man pursed his thin lips tightly, and just stared at her for a few seconds.

The room was depressingly quiet, but the man who accompanied her on the sofa didn't seem to feel that this place was not suitable for him from the beginning to the end.

Sitting quietly, without interjecting, they exchanged crossed legs once.

a long time.

"Fan Xiaozheng, I'm serious, let's separate." Her soft tone sounded, and then the room continued to fall into silence.

The man narrowed his eyes and touched his thin lips, "What did you say?"

Although she said it more than once, Fan Xiaozheng didn't think it had reached that level at this time.

"Just because I'm at Lin Qiaoqiao's place?"

The man seemed unable to understand, "You knew her existence from the very beginning and accepted it, why did you just think about it today?"

Ye Liang laughed.

"Maybe it's because I endured it for a while and couldn't stand it?"

She shook the cup in her hand, thoughtful, and said in a clear tone, "Or, I couldn't bear it from the beginning, it's just that there is not enough reason, I am just an ordinary woman, I am not blind, let alone my heart."

She can't pretend.

Fan Xiaozheng's tone also sank, "Because of this?"

Her smile remained unchanged, "Of course it's more than that."

Then he looked at the man in the wheelchair, and finally stood up from the sofa and walked towards him step by step.

Walking around his wheelchair and walking behind him, then bent down, gently sniffing the man's neck and shoulders with the tip of his delicate nose.

When I get along with women, there will always be some perfume smell left on my body.

"Jasmine?" Ye Liang felt a slight pain in his chest, "It fits Miss Lin's silly and sweet temperament!"

As she said that, she acted as if she went to the country to do as the Romans did. When she arrived at Yezhuang, her whole behavior and tone were different.

Holding the cup in one hand, dragging the tip of the finger across the man's shoulder with the other, he said, "Is there a reason? Since you have been with Lin Youqiao all night, who knows if you have done it?"

"Or, I stayed here for one night. If you don't spend money, you won't be allowed to stay. You have seen it." He said, nodding and pointing to the man on the sofa.

Continued: "There is also a sofa, a bar, and a bathroom here, all of which you trained to make me like..."

"Enough!" Fan Xiaozheng interrupted her abruptly.

The woman smiled warmly, "Is it right for you? Are you so angry?"

She also took her hands back from his shoulders, and the expression on her face turned cold, "I won't go back...ah!"

As soon as Ye Liang's voice fell, the hand that had just been withdrawn was suddenly squeezed by the man's wrist, and she was almost pulled back, and the water in the glass shook out.

"Let go of me!" Her wrist hurt, her eyes stared at him fiercely.

Then he said: "Did you see this glass of water? After drinking it, it means that it's time to take that man to enjoy it."

She pursed her lips, the lights were on and off, and her long hair covered half of her scars, which looked more like some kind of performance art tattoo, with a unique taste.

"The last bit was lost by you!" she said.

The meaning is very clear, she should do what she should do with that man, after all, it cost money.

However, in the next second, Fan Xiaozheng not only did not let go of her, but directly grabbed the cup in her hand with the other hand, and vented all the anger accumulated for half a night on it.

Without thinking, he raised his hand and smashed the cup viciously.

"噗!" There was a crisp sound, followed by the intermittent crash of the cup tearing and collapsing to the ground.

It was also at that moment that Ye Liang's originally warm and disdainful expression froze instantly, and his pupils dilated slightly, showing panic.

Probably because of fear, he stumbled and stopped breathing, and his eyes turned red instantly.

But it was also the second when the cup was thrown out, the man who had not moved on the sofa suddenly jumped up, arrived at Ye Liang's side in three or two steps, and pulled her over.

It was a protective gesture.

Sheng Chun heard the man ask his wife in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Finally, the man turned his head and looked at the man in the wheelchair, "Are you Fan Xiaozheng?"

For some reason, Sheng Chun had an illusion that this man and his wife had an unusual relationship. The man remained motionless for such a long time, but when his wife was frightened, he moved extremely quickly.

It may seem like a man's instinct, but after he pulled his wife over, he immediately let go of his hand and stood straight in front of her.

Sheng Chun felt respectful for the subtle movements. Are all the men who pick up business in Yezhuang like this?

Just as the man was about to say something, Ye Liang stopped him, "Go out first."

The man frowned, but Ye Liang shook his head, and he swallowed all his words, saying: "I'll wait at the door, you paid for it."

When going out, the man closed the door behind him.

"You go out too." Ye Liang looked at Sheng Chun.

Sheng Chun thought about it and did as he did.

There were only two people left in the room.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at the man in the wheelchair, her palms tightened and then loosened, just like her current state of mind.

Frightened, her breathing was irregular, and her tone was unsteady, "You really don't know the reason?"

She asked.

Fan Xiaozheng clenched his fist on the armrest just now, looking at her red eye circles and irregular cracks in her heart.

He knew that she had shadows about the scene of domestic violence and smashing things, but every time, it was always too late to think.

The thin lips were still cold, "Should I know?"

"Oh." Ye Liang, "Didn't the manager bring you here? You have been to this kind of place as a man, did you come to consume?"

Hearing this, the color of Fan Xiaozheng's eyes changed subtly.

He knew that she was very smart, but he didn't expect to think of so many things all at once.

"Admitted?" Ye Liang looked at his expression, smiled a little ugly, couldn't laugh anymore, and frowned.

"Fan Xiaozheng, you promised me not to pry into my privacy, but you keep people checking on me!" The breathing that was originally irregular was now faintly choked with sobs.

Tears overflowed in the red eye circles, and he stared at him stubbornly, "You even checked my grandpa? Is this why you are willing to spend so much money in a nursing home?"

"Buy your shameless investigation behind my back, or buy my gratitude, so that I will be defenseless against you?"

"You bastard!"

By the end, she was almost yelling.

She used to be able to control her emotions very well, but it was not the first time after meeting him.

Fan Xiaozheng raised his eyes and looked at her, "If there is no shame, why are you so sensitive?"

Ye Liang looked at him in disbelief.

"If you're not shameless, you have to strip yourself naked and stand in the sun and let others see you? I don't have the right to privacy?" She finally shed tears.

He raised his hand and wiped it indiscriminately, not wanting to entangle with him anymore, went over and took the phone on the table and was about to leave.

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, and when her figure was about to open the door, he finally got up.

The figure behind him flew over, and Ye Liang was taken back, subconsciously resisting violently, but he had already forcefully pushed him behind the door.

The man looked down at her with his hands pinning her shoulders, because just a few steps ago, her breath was also heaving heavily.

"From today onwards, I won't check anymore." His thin lips moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes, "Is that okay?"

Ye Liang was forced to look up at her, the remaining tears flowed from the corner of her eyes, she didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him warmly and coldly.

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, "Don't look at me like that."

He panicked.

Really flustered.

I can't say why.

"Liang'er!" The man gently pressed the tip of his nose against her, and suddenly called her in a low voice, "No matter what, I won't let you leave me until I nod my head."

Hearing his address like this, she seemed to be in a daze, and the tears came suddenly more fiercely, but she bit her lip again.

Seeing her like this, Fan Xiaozheng's chest tightened, and he panicked as he stroked her face, "What's wrong?"

But the woman did not speak, only tears fell silently, one after another falling on the back of Fan Xiaozheng's hand.

He wanted to wipe it for her, but in the end he had enough energy to spare.

Simply, he raised her chin and bowed his head to kiss her tightly, with a lingering breath and a very hoarse voice, "Don't cry!"

In a real sense, Fan Xiaozheng rarely saw her cry, and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand piercing through the flesh.

Some things, unknowingly, seemed to really exceed all his expectations.

But at least at this moment, he is content with it.

At the end of the long and delicate kiss, Ye Liang pushed him away, and then continued to lean against the door for a while.

After waiting for a minute, he picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground, turned around and opened the door silently, and went out.

Seeing her coming out, Sheng Chun hurriedly followed her until she was sent to the car.

Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair came out in a short while, followed by the manager who smiled like a winter breeze, and the man in the room at night.

Ye Liang took a glance from the car window, then looked away, and sat quietly.

"Sir, go back to the Bauhinia Garden?" After Sheng Chun asked, he realized that he was really asking questions. If he didn't go back to the Bauhinia Garden, would he drag his wife to the Seven Oaks Villa?

So he shut up and drove his own car.