Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"Are you sure?" The cold voice made the man outside the car tremble and nodded quickly, "Yes, this has happened several times, and it has been repaired in my shop, but this time it is really..."

It fell so badly it couldn't be repaired.

Her mother's relic?

Did she also have no mother?
Thinking of the way she suddenly lost control and yelled at him last night, and the scene of lying on the bluestone board for two hours picking up beads one by one, Fan Xiaozheng's knuckles tightened.

No wonder she stayed away for two days and nights, which was worse than the last time she didn't talk to him for one day and one night...

"Give me something." The man reached out and took the bag.

The man has already found the opportunity to leave quickly.

Just in time, Sheng Chun raised his head and saw Ye Liang coming out from the company gate and going down the steps.

"Young grandma."

Yeliang answered the old man's call, otherwise she wouldn't come out.

At this time, she didn't say a word, and she didn't bow her head to be obedient, and got into the car directly.

She was very quiet along the way, with one face turned out of the car window, and only the right half of her face could be seen.

Sheng Chun took a look in the rearview mirror, and suddenly felt that the young mistress was actually a perfect match for such a silent, glamorous and melancholy temperament.

Only half of the right face is really beautiful!
Pity.

Fan Xiaozheng glanced over her inadvertently, and landed on the hand she placed in front of her.

The heels of the palms and fingers were broken. They were injured by picking grass and rocks on the ground that night, and it seems that they have not been cleaned.

His inaudible eyebrows frowned slightly.

Depressed all the way to the Bauhinia Garden.

Seeing the old man, Ye Liang slightly bent the corners of his lips, with a soft and well-behaved look, "Grandpa."

"Hey!" The old man responded with a smile, "Come in quickly, Mama Zhang has prepared a table of meals, are you hungry?"

The dinner table.

The old man probably noticed something suddenly, and looked at Yeliang in bewilderment, "Why don't you eat vegetables?... I know you don't like other people serving food for you, but I didn't do it, don't be cautious, this is your house, you are the hostess !"

Fan Xiaozheng's eyes fell on her broken hand.

I understand why she didn't dare to take food - she was afraid of being bruised by the old man.

"What do you want to eat?" The man suddenly said, looking at her.

The tone seemed calm, and he picked up a chopstick of braised fish for her, so that Mama Zhang's jaw almost dropped in shock.

Ye Liang also answered, "Thank you."

The old man was of course happy to see this.

During that whole meal, Fan Xiaozheng was serving food for her, basically without stopping, and she kept cooperating.

But she knew he was acting, so when the old man left, she cooled down.

After sending the old man back, Ye Liang didn't enter the living room, turned and went upstairs, and didn't say hello to the man in the wheelchair.

Watching her go up, Fan Xiaozheng twirled his eyebrows.

Sure enough, she didn't pretend anymore, she didn't bother to pretend to be humble, polite, or weak in front of him, but instead he felt that something was wrong.

Even, there was such a panic in my heart.

As the saying goes, when a woman is suddenly too lazy to insist on something, it is probably because she has rejected something.

After not seeing her go downstairs for a long time, Fan Xiaozheng went upstairs and saw her in the master bedroom.

She had a bag in her hand, and a piece of pajamas that she had just taken out of the closet.

"Where?"

He subconsciously felt that she was going out.

Ye Liang looked at him, saw that he couldn't get around him, stopped, and tucked his thick hair behind his ears with one hand, his ugly face was a little cold.

Also very serious, said: "I will move out."

"What did you say?" He thought he had heard wrong.

The man looked up at the calm and indifferent woman at the moment, "Why?"

In fact, he knew that it was because he touched a certain bottom line of hers, and that bottom line was that bracelet.

The scar on Ye Liang's face moved, and he smiled sarcastically, "Mr. Fan wanted to force me to divorce, but he wished I would leave, and now he asks the reason instead, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

He suddenly discovered that Ye Liang, who was speaking normally without stammering or pretending, actually had a pleasant voice.

Cool and elegant.

"I'm not sure." He also gave a clear answer.

Ye Liang's brows tightened, as if she didn't understand, and then she planned to ignore him and walk out.

Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair moved two points, just blocking her, "I can't tell!"

She obviously didn't suppress her previous temper, but now she was holding back her anger again, she smiled back from anger, and said coolly, "Didn't you torture me enough?"

"Do you want to see me stab myself again? Or do you want me to continue to get rained and sick? What do you want? Tell me!"

The man stared at her deeply. Compared to her humble and cowardly disguise, such a fierce woman at this moment is actually more vivid, isn't she?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Liang looked at him hard for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked to the dressing table, and opened the drawer.

When Fan Xiaozheng saw her holding the eyebrow trimmer, his expression darkened suddenly, "What do you want to do?"

Her face was extremely cold, just like her name, "Don't you want to torture me?"

Seeing her raise the knife, she was about to greet her wrist.

"Yeliang!" Fan Xiaozheng's loud voice had already been raised two degrees, he took off his mask, and stared at her with a pair of deep eyes.

"Without my permission, you dare to touch yourself and try."

His voice, deep and powerful, seemed to be born with the majesty of a king.

Yeliang did pause, and her eyes turned red, "I won't provoke you anymore, Mr. Xingfan, I just need this marriage, don't..."

"it is good!"

Her words were interrupted and she didn't respond.

what's good?

"That's not to say, let me think for you, why do you have to marry me?" He raised his eyes, "Since the old man insists on this marriage to the death, well, I don't need to torture you."

Ye Liang was still suspicious, she had no reason to believe that he suddenly showed mercy.

But the man snatched the thing from her hand and threw it into the trash can.

Then he dragged her heavily to a chair beside him, and he took out iodine and band-aids from the drawer of the bedside cabinet.

He was working on her skinned fingers and palms.

The woman's delicate hands flinched after the iodine cotton was wiped off.

"It hurts?" He paused slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at her, his voice still sounded cold, but also somewhat domineering: "Be patient."

Just like that, he helped her clean up finger by finger, and finally put on a band-aid. Before she could thank her, he took off the mask to wash his face, and went out with a cold expression.

Half an hour later, Zhang's mother came up to her with a smile and said, "Mr. asked you to sleep on your side, saying that he would go down to smoke in the living room in the middle of the night. You are obstructing her. I have tidied up the bedroom!"

In the end, Mama Zhang smiled and whispered to her, "Actually, it's all an excuse, Mr. just loves young mistress!"

"Mr.'s identity, coupled with the experience, will give him a stronger sense of dignity. It is very difficult for him to apologize in person."

She understood what Mama Zhang meant.

What's more, she didn't control her emotions for the first time before, but she learned something interesting, so she gave Fan Xiaozheng a cup of sleeping tea that she made herself.

I don't know if he didn't hear the knock on the door, but after several knocks and no answer, she had no choice but to open the door and go in.

"What are you doing here?" The man suddenly looked up from his desk, "Who told you to come in!"

Ye Liang froze for a moment, because his face was extremely cold, and he was obviously sullen.

She pursed her lips, and put the tea away, "I'm sorry, but you didn't hear me when I knocked on the door. Let's go now."

"Stand!"

Ye Liang stopped.

The man's voice seemed to be as indifferent as it was before today, "Don't forget how much you are, it doesn't mean anything to let you stay."

Just say how dirty her past is and how ugly her face is, don't think that she can fly on a branch and become a phoenix.

She nodded with her back turned and went out.

After a while, the man took away a document that he had just pressed down in a hurry. Under the document was the string of broken beads.

It looked like a wooden bead had just been glued, but because he was suddenly disturbed, he made a big movement and it cracked again, and the man's expression became even more ugly.

After working on it for a while, the delicate work was really exhausting, so I threw all the irritated ones back into the drawer.

The next day was a fine weather, the sun was shining brightly in the morning, and Mama Zhang had a smile on her face.

At the breakfast table, it was rare for the couple to be together.

"Sir, are you busy recently?" Zhang Ma asked.

Fan Xiaozheng nodded, "Well, I don't need to make dinner for these two days."

Not coming back for dinner?Ye Liang frowned a little, instinctively wanting to know where he was going and whether he was far or not.

Unexpectedly, his eyes just met, and he quickly lowered his head. When he was alone, he could do whatever he wanted, but with the servants around, she still had a better image.

Only Fan Xiaozheng took the initiative to continue: "The new project developed by Fanshi is busy looking for a designer."

Yeliang didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to her about work, let alone...Fanshi Group is looking for a designer?