Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Han Xinmin pursed his lips, and only said lightly: "He doesn't like people and things around him being interfered at will."

"I usually never ask."

What would he think if he suddenly asked a woman?
So, it's not the same after the accident?Ye Liang also had to admit that this Han Xin was quite smart.

In addition, Ye Liang looked at the woman in front of her thoughtfully, and their marriage didn't seem to be very happy.

"Since you've hurt yourself like this and come here, what do you want to know? Just to ask my name?" Ye Liang said.

Han Xin shook his head.

Then he looked at her with slight hesitation, and asked, "Miss Meng, do you know me?"

what?
Ye Liang looked puzzled.

I couldn't help laughing, "Mrs. Fan asked you this, and everyone called you Mrs. Fan. Do you think I know you?"

Han Xin shook her head, "No, I mean... did you know me before?"

Ye Liang shook his head directly, expressing that he didn't know each other.

Then, feeling that she was asking a very strange question, he looked at her inexplicably, "Have you lost your memory?"

Han Xin looked downcast, and forced a smile again, "I think, it should be."

Ye Liang blinked, but said nothing.

After all, things like amnesia, she thought, could only be seen in novels and TV, or it was dementia.

Han Xin looked like she was only in her twenties?

"Why?" She asked flatly.

Han Xin sighed and shook his head, "I don't know, I don't remember."

Only then did Ye Liang soften her lips, "Why don't you ask your husband? Since he married you, he must know about it."

Han Xin frowned, and still shook her head, "Why didn't I ask? But Xiao Zheng didn't know, he even..."

She almost said that Fan Xiaozheng didn't even know who the father of her child was, but she suddenly remembered that she had made an agreement with Fan Xiaozheng.

The child's life experience cannot be mentioned to anyone outside, lest others have ulterior motives.

I just smiled and said no more.

It was impossible for Yeliang to ask the bottom line, so he just said, "Then why did you think of asking me?"

Han Xin laughed, "I don't know either, I always feel that I might know you, or you know me."

Ye Liang gave an emoji, "I'm sorry, I know very few people in the capital, but everyone I know is very close, and I really haven't met you."

Apparently, it was a less than pleasant conversation.

Han Xin came over calmly, and went out calmly, but before leaving, she also sincerely thanked Ye Liang.

"Miss Meng can guess that I was injured on purpose, and came to you on purpose just to ask this, and you didn't bother with me, I'm really sorry!"

She just smiled and didn't say much.

Leaving Ye Liang's ward, Fan Xiaozheng was looking for her anxiously.

Han Xin just smiled softly, "I went to the bathroom."

"Isn't there in the room?" The man's brows were calm, and he could see that he was really anxious.

"I'm sorry to worry you, and you know that I have a lot of eccentricities." Han Xin pursed her lips, "The toilet in the room feels difficult to use."

Fan Xiaozheng let out a sigh of relief, as long as people have nothing to do, don't care about other things.

Because I know that she has that temperament from the beginning, not because she has many eccentricities, but because she is soft and weak, a quiet lady, but the label of spoiled and pampered seems to be fixed in her bones.

When she first lived in the Bauhinia Garden, Mama Zhang planted flowers by the cobblestone road at the entrance, but when weeds grew, she forced someone to get rid of the weeds in the entire yard.

Putting it on other women, it's like the new wife's top three fires, tricky and unreasonable.

But she was very reasonable: "I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. Since we are growing flowers, why do we let weeds grow in them?"

"Is it okay to keep a few servants from competitors' families in your villa garden? Let them steal your business secrets, or observe your diet and daily life, so as to poison you?"

"..."

Fan Xiaozheng could imagine how arrogant, domineering, and doing her own way in Yan Nanqing's place.

Of course, this is what the man named Yan Nanqing is used to!
This is all right, I can only let the servants do a good job and get rid of the weeds.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Fan Xiaozheng looked at her with a bad expression, "You can sleep for a while, and I will call you when you get home."

Han Xin nodded, leaned against the seat and closed her eyes.

The man sat on the other side, looking out of the window, the expression on his face gradually faded, and finally seemed to have completely merged into the night outside the window.

It's dark and quiet.

……

When Ye Liang got home, she tried her best to make her complexion look better. On the way, she simply put on some makeup.

When she goes out now, she always carries makeup touch-up tools in her bag.

Fu Cheng and Song Jian came back for a while, but they still haven't slept.

The little guy had already come out of the living room when he heard the sound of the electronic lock closing, "Mommy?"

Ye Liang smiled softly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Isn't this waiting for you? It's really worrying." Then he came over, took her bag, raised his head in a dignified manner, and scolded her, "It's always so late, be careful not to look ugly!"

She couldn't help laughing, as if there was always a smile in front of her son.

"Chengcheng dotes on me the most when I become ugly, what are you afraid of?"

Fucheng helped her put the bag away, and glanced at her, "Be more thoughtful and find me a daddy, otherwise I will be spoiled by myself, and I will be very tired."

Eh!This is not the first day she has been urged to go out and find a man to fall in love with.

got used to!
"How do you feel going to the set today? Is it fun?" Ye Liang asked with a smile.

Fucheng seemed to know that she would divert suspicion, pouted his mouth, but also walked to the sofa, turned around, jumped with his hands on his hands, and sat on it.

Continue to look at her, "I'm not here to play, I'm here to help you investigate the environment of the entertainment industry in advance."

"Yeah." She sat down with a smile, not daring to refute, and asked along the way: "Does His Majesty think that I can enter the environment of the entertainment industry?"

The little guy looked sad, and looked at her from top to bottom, "It's troublesome to be too good-looking."

Then, with a helpless look, he shook his head, "There's nothing we can do about it, our family has very good genes."

Pfft, Song Jian wanted to laugh, was he praising sister Yeliang, or himself?
"Okay, it's too late today, Mengmeng can go to bed after taking a bath, don't soak in the bathtub." The little guy looked at the time and ordered suddenly.

Ye Liang was indeed tired today, and smiled, "I obey, Your Majesty!"

However, she took two steps and found that her son hadn't moved. She turned around and said, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

The little guy waved his hands old-fashionedly, telling her to take a bath quickly, "I'll talk to Sister Song about the entertainment industry."

laugh!Fine.

However, as soon as Ye Liang left, Fu Cheng's face immediately sank.

This made Song Jian feel nervous, "What's wrong?"

The little guy frowned, "What's wrong with Mengmeng, she's not in a good mood, didn't you see that?"