Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Xiyi put the tissue over for her, and frowned, "Didn't things start after five o'clock, what time is it?"

Ye Liang didn't bother to speak, and motioned him to turn his face away.

After Xiyi turned around and turned the rearview mirror by the way, she began to change clothes. Although there was still a little pain in her arm, it didn't hurt, and the whole process didn't take a few minutes.

Xiyi directly took her back to Wenhe's villa.

Aunt Song saw that she came back in Xiyi's clothes, her hair was still wet, and she looked very embarrassed, so she was stunned for several seconds, "What's wrong?"

Xiyi helped her go straight back to the bedroom, and asked: "Auntie Song? You can make ginger soup. Also, do you have any thoughts at home? Do you have any cold medicine?"

Aunt Song nodded, "Yes."

Xiyi waited until she finished drinking the ginger soup and taking the medicine before preparing to leave.

At that time, Song Jianyi also came back with two children. Seeing Xiyi at home, she was a little puzzled, "Is Sister Liang back?"

Xi Yi nodded, then looked at Song Jianyi again, "You take the children to eat and wash, and then go straight to sleep, she is not feeling well tonight, thank you for your hard work."

On the other hand, Song Jianyi smiled when she was told, "It should be, then... what happened to Sister Liang?"

"Cold." Xiyi took two steps, then turned back, "Are you staying here at night?"

Song Jian nodded.

"Remember to visit her before going to bed. If you have a fever or something, you can call me."

Song Jianyi still nodded, then smiled lightly, took out his mobile phone, and gestured to Xiyi.

It means that since you want to call him, you must always know the number.

Xiyi probably didn't think of leaving a number, because they are used to not leaving a phone number when they go out.

After a while, he still gave her the number.

"No more." Song Jianyi waved at him with his mobile phone.

……

It was about eleven o'clock in the evening.

Song Jian was afraid that she would catch a serious cold, so she went to bed late, and it was almost twelve o'clock. Sister Liang seemed to be sleeping well, so she went to bed with peace of mind.

When the black Bentley Mulsanne drove to the entrance of the villa, the headlights of the car flashed past the windows of the villa.

The whole villa is quiet and quiet.

Fan Xiaozheng got out of the car and went to ring the doorbell of the villa.

After waiting for a while, Aunt Song came to open the door and saw the person outside the door approaching to confirm, "Mr. Fan, why are you here at this time?"

"Is Yeliang asleep?" The man's voice seemed a little deep.

Aunt Song nodded, "Miss is not feeling well, she went to bed early, if you have something to do, can you come to her tomorrow?"

Aunt Song is still used to calling her by the name she used to call her at Ye's house, "Miss" all the time.

"I'll go up to see her." The man's expression was deep, and there was some inexplicable persistence.

Aunt Song looked him up and down.

It could be seen that he should have come here after a busy day before he came home. He had no coat on, only a gray shirt with no tie on, and the buttons were loose.

As if you just finished something urgent.

"Missy is really asleep, and you won't be able to see it when you come in." Aunt Song was very helpless.

I know their relationship before, but it is different now after all. Although the eldest lady is reasonable, but it is so late, it is hard not to be angry.

What's more, she is still not feeling well, so her mood will inevitably be bad, and Aunt Song feels that the young lady's rain is probably related to the man outside the door.

But Fan Xiaozheng still said: "You don't need to worry about me, I just go into the upper bedroom and see her."

Aunt Song frowned, and couldn't stay stalemate at the door all the time, so she had to let him in.

After entering the door, Fan Xiaozheng took off his leather shoes and went upstairs without making any noise.

When he arrived at the door of her bedroom, he held the doorknob and turned it, but it didn't open.

After standing for a while, I thought about going to Aunt Song to get the key, but the door lock moved.

He turned back again just in time to see the bedroom door open from the inside.

It's just that it wasn't opened very far, and the woman inside the door turned cold all of a sudden, and she was about to close the door in a blink of an eye.

Fan Xiaozheng came to his senses, quickly grasped the door frame, stopped her movement, and continued to open the door.

Yeliang himself had no strength, and knew that even if he had strength, he would not be able to hold on to him, so he let go, but his face was still ugly.

"Have a cold?" Fan Xiaozheng's voice was deep, and he looked at her with deep eyes.

Just as she was about to reach out to test the temperature of her forehead, she dodged it in disgust.

That's right, Fan Xiaozheng obviously felt that she was very resistant and disgusted, so he looked at him coldly, "It's nothing to trouble Mr. Fan to leave here, I want to rest."

"I was delayed by something in the afternoon..." He simply looked at her with lowered eyebrows and explained.

As for what happened, he couldn't explain clearly in one or two sentences.

Ye Liang half shook his arms, nodded his head, "I know."

knowledge?

"what do you know?"

Ye Liang was too lazy to speak, turned around and walked towards the bed.

Fan Xiaozheng followed her, feeling that she was walking lightly, and her heart sank even more.

"You kept waiting in the rain before I passed by? Don't know whether to go back to the villa or call a car?"

After finishing speaking, he pursed his thin lips slightly, "It's not your fault."

"Can you go?" Yeliang doesn't have a fever at the moment, but he just feels weak all over his body. After taking the medicine, the symptoms should not get worse.

But she was very upset.

Fan Xiaozheng was still standing there, showing no intention of leaving.

After a long while, he finally said: "I have something to do at Hanxin's place in the afternoon, and I have to rush there. I forgot to notify you when I got busy."

She just smiled lightly, "Of course your wife is the most important thing."

Fan Xiaozheng's lips tightened, his eyebrows were lowered, and he stared at her, "You know who is the most important in my heart."

Ye Liang just had a cold and was not feeling well, not because his brain was flooded, so when he heard such words, he looked at his expression again, "Don't Mr. Fan feel that he is getting more and more ridiculous?"

Full of sarcasm, "Looking at your expression, I think you have been flirting with women in the past three years, knowing that your affectionate appearance is the most touching?"

The man's eyes darkened, "What kind of woman do I need to flirt with?"

"Then I'm not interested."

She didn't want to argue with him and wanted to go back to sleep again.

He held her arm, locked her in front of him, and said in a deep and deep voice, "I know you are angry, but I have to make it clear to you that it's not because other women are more important than you..."

"I don't want to hear it!" She suddenly became angry, "Can you get out?!"

When a person is physically fragile, emotional management is inherently weak, and she has endured it for a long time.

But such a sudden anger didn't make her feel cold or imposing, on the contrary, when she thought about the inexplicable grievances of those two or three hours, she panicked.

Inexplicably, there was a bit of choked crying in the voice.

He simply squeezed his palms and stared at him fiercely, "Fan Xiaozheng, are you sick? Please make it clear that you are a married man! Don't tell me how much you love me with an affectionate face, I don't Rare! You have a wife!"

"If you really mind, I can sort out the relationship with her." Fan Xiaozheng took the words.

Shen Sheng: "Han Xin and I didn't get a marriage certificate, let alone have feelings for each other."

Ye Liang stared blankly, watching him for a moment without any response.

"Huh?" The man stared at her again with lowered eyebrows.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't know who told her before he came that she was let go because of Han Xin, the real wife, but he could feel her emotions before he came.

It was also the first time since she came back that she clearly felt her mind.

When Ye Liang realized it, he was kissing her.

From the very beginning, it was a strong invasion, holding her head and kissing her deeply.

She tried her best to push him away, but it didn't help, but was pressed into her arms by the man motionless.

When she was almost dying, he was finally willing to give her some space, but he didn't give her complete freedom.

"Believe it or not." The man's voice became hoarse at the moment, "No matter before, at least in the past three years, I have firmly established one thing. I will only marry you as a woman in this life."

She is still trying to struggle.

The man clasped her wrist behind her back, and she couldn't move in his arms.

"I only want you, understand?" His hoarse voice was filled with helplessness, and he even sighed slightly.

Ye Liang sneered.

"Isn't it true that you need me for some business strategy?"

Her sarcasm made Fan Xiaozheng frowned tightly.

Although she was unhappy, she could understand her thoughts, so her face did not become too ugly.

"Whether you believe it or not, everything I say is true." He looked at her fixedly, "It's late today, I'm at ease if you're fine, go to sleep?"

She didn't speak or look at him.

This finally inexplicably made Fan Xiaozheng feel dissatisfied, "You haven't seen me since I came in."

The woman remained unmoved.

In the next second, he lifted his chin with one hand and raised his face. When she thought that he was just a pervert who wanted her to see him, he bowed his head and pressed his thin lips to kiss him fiercely again as if punishing her. .

Yeliang was furious, what did he think of her, to kiss her casually?
But the more she struggled to push him away, the more excited he became.

In the end, he simply threw her on the bed, "If you do this again, I'll really mess with you, can you behave yourself?"

Yeliang was already so angry that his vision was going to be deformed.

Be nice to her?Obediently let him do whatever he wants, kiss him any way he wants?Unless she's out of her mind.

However, based on what she knew about him, disobedience would only lead to worse consequences.

So in the end, he was allowed to succeed, and he could only watch him succeed.

When Fan Xiaozheng let go of her, seeing her looking like she was going to explode, he couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, "I'm so wronged, why don't I give you a gift some other day as compensation?"

Her expression at the moment is just one sentence: My mother is not short of money now!
The man's eyes were stained with a little smile, "If you keep that expression, I might not leave tonight."

Ye Liang took a deep breath to make his expression look calmer.

Fan Xiaozheng finally gave up.

But before leaving, he also looked at her seriously, "The filming of the endorsement has been postponed, and I will pick you up on that day."

She just looked at him.

What do you mean?
"Isn't it already open today?"

Fan Xiaozheng frowned lightly, "Who told you that?" Instead, his expression became normal, "An Yan?"

Ye Liang didn't speak.

The man's thin lips curled up, "When you were smart and confused for a while, only An Yan could make your IQ drop. It was then, and it is now."

No matter how Ye Liang heard it, she felt that this was not a good word, "Can you talk?"

Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly, "I'm not very good at it, so my mouth can only be used for other purposes, do you want to try again?"

She avoided it coldly, and pursed her soft lips.

The man's voice was low and deep: "What are you doing with your mouth shut, and I didn't say where to kiss."

The implication is that besides lips, there are other places where he kissed each other.

After all, Ye Liang is no longer an underage girl, so it is easy to misinterpret the meaning of his words all at once, and her cheeks that were originally uncomfortable and pale turned red instantly, which is very conspicuous.

The man in front of him lowered his voice even more, "What are you thinking?"

"Are you going to go or not?" She finally stared fiercely.

Fan Xiaozheng smiled, "With your appearance, no ghost would believe you have met other men in the past three years."

Ye Liang sneered, "Mr. Fan has met many women? So proud."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "I didn't pay attention to this matter, do you want to have an appraisal?"

She really didn't intend to talk to him this time, so she turned around and pulled the quilt.

Fan Xiaozheng stood beside her bed for a while, and greeted her before leaving, and then there was the sound of the bedroom door closing.

Ye Liang was already tired, and she was too lazy to think about what he meant tonight, and what was going on between them when the sun came out tomorrow.

He, a man who claimed to be married, didn't care about making things worse, and was not afraid of affecting the market value of the group. What did she have to worry about?