Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Seeing the things being taken away by him suddenly, ignoring the pain on her wrist, her expression changed suddenly, "Give it to me!"

Fan Xiaozheng held the old bracelet in his palm, it should be made of fragrant wood, with fine rhinestones sandwiched, the workmanship can be said to be very elegant.

Playing around, seeing her sudden change of expression, the man's eyes became colder, "Want to go back? Yes, tell the old man to divorce voluntarily."

He put the string on his index finger and twirled it in the air, very casually.

Ye Liang was startled, afraid that something would fall out and break, so she stared at him closely, and finally bit her lip, "I said, I, I won't get a divorce!"

Ah!The man sneered, squinting from bottom to top, "Not enough video, not enough recording? You want me to take a picture of the crime and show it to the old man?"

"As long as you don't lose face, I'm fine." He said so indifferently.

How could she not lose face when she put that kind of thing in front of her elders?

Ye Liang clenched his hands tightly, "You, you return the things to me first."

"Very important?" He played with it playfully, "Then why don't you marry him? You plan to get something from me, you say, I'll give it directly, okay?"

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Saying this, she is going to grab it.

But such a tense behavior angered the originally casual man. He put away his things and looked at her coldly, "I'll give you 5 minutes to call the old man."

Time passed by, and it was impossible for her to do that.

When the time came, she watched Fan Xiaozheng hold the things in his palm, but looked at her playfully.

It was a look of destructive desire at its peak.

"What are you going to do?" She was faintly worried.

As soon as the words fell, sure enough, the man's already strong fingers tightened suddenly.

"No!" Ye Liang became anxious and rushed over.

How strong he is, she knows very well, the bracelet is already old, and it can't stand his trampling like this!
But she had already heard a "click", and she stopped suddenly, looking at his hand in disbelief.

When he saw that the bracelet in his open palm was broken, the circles of his eyes turned red.

"Fan Xiaozheng, how can you be such a devil? Such a rascal!"

"You just want to avoid this marriage, but have you ever thought about why I have to marry you? Can you think about it for me?"

The choked sobs that nearly collapsed caused Fan Xiaozheng to be shocked, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

In the next second, there was clear anger in the man's sneer, and she would react so strongly because he ruined the things other men gave him?

Stop pretending to be humble?Stop pretending to stutter?
it is good.

very good!

"I'm afraid you haven't seen what a real devil is!" The man stared at her word by word.

"Even take your dirty things, get out."

These were his last words as he left the bedroom.

Ye Liang stared at his hand, and was led away like a dog staring at a bone, all the way down to the door.

Fan Xiaozheng threw the thing out with a raised hand, but she rushed over desperately to stop it, but it was too late, and the bracelet was thrown directly on the bluestone board in front of the door.

With the sound of "哗啦啦", wooden beads and pearls were scattered all over the ground.

It fell apart completely.

The man was so indifferent that he closed the door without turning his head.

Zhang Ma didn't know what happened to them, but she was shocked and worried, "Sir..."

"Dinner, today is a good day, don't spoil the fun."

"But……"

Sheng Chun shook his head to stop Mama Zhang from speaking.

This housewarming commemoration seemed to be the same as in previous years. Everyone set up two tables in the restaurant to eat together, and after the meal, they all exchanged their own small gifts.

This is the warmest day in this cold manor throughout the year.

It's just that this year, there is more Ye Liang's lonely figure at the door.

For two full hours, she lay down on the ground to pick up the scattered beads, one bush after another, and finally got them all together, still squatting on the ground motionless.

Because she doesn't know what to do.

It wasn't until about one o'clock in the morning that Zhang Ma opened the door for her secretly.

Still without saying a word, she went back to the living room and nestled on the sofa.

The night was as long as ever.

Fan Xiaozheng got up earlier than usual, and went downstairs, empty.

He hummed softly in his heart, no matter how shameless he was, he couldn't stay any longer, not to mention that she had no intention of continuing to pretend to be weak and rely on this marriage after she yelled hysterically last night, he thought so.

"Sir?" Mama Zhang stood beside her at some point, with a probing tone.

The man tidied up the last cuff button, gave a low "hmm", and signaled her to continue.

But I didn't hear her speak for a while, so I turned to look sideways, "What's the matter?"

Seeing Zhang Ma holding a noble silver scarf in her hand, looking at him hesitantly, she said, "Sir, this is...I just picked it up in the trash can when I cleaned up the living room."

The man said nothing and was not interested.

But Mama Zhang continued: "Did you know? This is the scarf that Young Mistress knitted for you. It was supposed to be given to you last night to commemorate the housewarming."

Needless to say the following, the couple broke up, and it was rare for the young mistress to be so angry that she just threw things away.

Fan Xiaozheng's hand holding the tableware finally stopped, and his eyes slowly fell on the scarf.

Everyone in the Fan family knew that after his wife passed away, Fan Xiaozheng never wore a scarf again, because in the past his scarves were all woven by his wife, and when his wife died with hatred, this habit of him also disappeared, and he would rather be exposed to the cold.

For so many years, no one dared to send scarves. Without exception, Fan Xiaozheng would be irritable and angry.

At this moment, the man stared at the scarf for more than ten seconds.

Mama Zhang saw that his hand holding the chopsticks was tense, but she didn't get angry, so she dared to add: "Sir, young mistress is not bad, if she is bad, how could she be so attentive to others? I think she stayed up late the last two nights." weaving..."

The man snorted coldly, "So what?"

Can erase her dirty and unbearable?

This breakfast, the atmosphere is already depressing.

Fan Xiaozheng left without taking a few bites.

Along the way, Sheng Chun didn't dare to show his anger. When he heard Zong Fan's cell phone ring once, the man in the back seat pressed it annoyed without even looking at it.

Two days later.

After getting off work at noon, Sheng Chun found out that the previous call was from the old man, and he had been looking for President Fan for the past two days, but unfortunately the latter didn't answer.

When the call came to him this time, the old man said in a very aggressive tone, "What is your master doing? Fainted or dead, why didn't you answer my call?"

Sheng Chun's face was filled with black lines: ...

This violent temper is passed down from the Brahma family.

He could only smile carefully, "President Fan might be a little busy this morning..."

"Busy for two days and two nights? Ask him to answer the phone, immediately!"

Fan Xiaozheng was nearby, reached out and took the phone, "What do you need from me?"

It seems that she was asked to call the old man last night, so she must have called?he thinks.

However, the old man only said: "I didn't go to commemorate your housewarming, I will go to your place for dinner tonight, and you will come back with Xiao Ye."

After hanging up the phone, the man didn't say a word.

Sheng Chun frowned at the side, "Young Mistress hasn't seen anyone these two days, ask Sheng Qiu to find out where she works?"

Sheng Qiu is the company's special assistant, and he has a lot of contacts in the workplace, so it should be easy to find.

The matter was ordered, and Sheng Qiu called back before leaving get off work.

"President Fan, I didn't find it."

In other words, their young mistress was a vagrant.

"However..." Sheng Qiuyou said: "Yejia has a company that is about to go bankrupt, and the legal person has been changed to Yeliang in the past two days."

You can only try your luck there.

The car stopped at the gate of 'Nine Epochs', Sheng Chun went in and asked around, and came out with a frown, "They all said they didn't recognize Ye Liang, and said they had never seen him before."

"Excuse me, do you know Yeliang?" Just as they were talking, a person came and patted Shengchun.

Fan Xiaozheng glanced at the visitor through the open window in the car, a man in his forties with kind eyes.

After getting an affirmative answer, the man quickly handed Sheng Chun a small bag, and said fearfully, "This is Miss Ye's bracelet. She repairs it here, but I really can't do anything about it. She told me to throw it away when she said she didn't want it, but... Anyway, it is Lingmu's relic, how should I deal with it properly? You see..."

"What did you say?"

Sheng Chun hadn't answered yet, but the man in the car suddenly asked.

The man took a look inside, seeing a mask, coupled with the cold, slightly hasty questioning, he was so frightened that he took a small step back, turned around and was about to leave.

"return!"

The man was carried back by Sheng Chun and forced to face the man in the car window.

"You said it was her mother's relic?" Fan Xiaozheng's voice became deeper and deeper.