Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Then move on.

The man's legs are long and his steps are wide, Ye Liang can't keep up with him.She had to grab his hand to break free.

"Fan Xiaozheng, let go of me, do you hear me!" She finally lost her temper, almost yelling.

The man walking in front also stopped suddenly.

Turning around to look at her, his face was still ugly, but he didn't choose to continue to torture her stubbornly.

Staring at her for a few seconds, it seemed that something was wrong with her, "What's wrong?"

Yeliang squatted directly on the ground, the pain was secondary, most of it was anger, it didn't take long for her to feel better all day long.

Just as Wen He finished torturing, he came again.

Without looking at him, she just said coldly: "Send me back."

Fan Xiaozheng's cell phone rang.

Lu also called.

Before he went to look for her in the suburbs, he got the news from Lu Ye, because Lu Ye is now her driver, and it is reasonable to take her home every night.

But when I called her today, she said she was outside, and then asked Aunt Song, only to find out that she and Wen He had gone out.

But at that time, Lu also only told Fan Xiaozheng where she and Wen He were, and didn't care about her physical condition.

Now that I got through, I said: "Sir, Miss Meng went out last night, and there was a small incident, there may be some inconspicuous scratches on her body."

Fan Xiaozheng's expression was ugly again at this moment.

It's just that the ugly look just now was mostly sullen, but now it's really a different color.

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his eyebrows to look at the man squatting on the ground, then without saying anything, he lifted her up from the ground.

Near the backyard of the villa, wherever a man passes by, the sensor lights will automatically turn on.

Until he put her on the soft sofa in the courtyard.

Although he was in a bad mood and felt uncomfortable on his feet, Ye Liang still noticed that at least the rear courtyard of the villa that was supposed to be deserted had changed its look.

If it weren't for the bad mood today, her surprise would be even heavier.

This backyard has specially built an open kitchen, which is most suitable for casual gatherings with friends on holidays, with bar counters, barbecues, and cooking all available.

Not long after the man put her down, he saw a large bruise on her arm.

Then he stared at her coldly, "What else?"

She regained her senses and tried to put her sleeves down.

In fact, although it is open, it is not cold, and there are two fireplaces on each side.

Her movements were stopped by him, and he stared at her incredulously, "Say it yourself or should I give you a full body check?"

If she wasn't stupid, she wouldn't have chosen the latter.

When Fan Xiaozheng saw her stretch out her ankle, his eyes moved, "You are dumb, can't you tell when it hurts?"

I don't know if I'm insulting her, or I'm annoyed by my previous rudeness.

Because he clearly brought her into the car from Wen He, his actions couldn't be considered gentle, let alone when he just let her get out of the car.

Ye Liang pulled her soft lips, "Did Mr. Fan give me a chance to speak?"

The man had already squatted down in front of the sofa, raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, "Don't you scold me very happily if you don't tell me?"

He took off her shoes, and slowly pulled down her socks. He may have seen her ankles swell, and her eyebrows twisted a bit.

Then his fingertips pressed against her skin, touching her back and forth.

The voice was still low and hoarse, "There is no medicine box here, you can only apply medicine when you go back."

Fortunately there were no fractures.

"Does it hurt?" The man's brows were still furrowed, and there was an indeterminate darkness in his eyes.

It seemed that he had completely forgotten that a few minutes ago, he was still full of sullenness towards her.

Ye Liang didn't answer, she put on her socks and shoes, and said with a small face, "Didn't you have something to do with me? Tell me."

Only then did Fan Xiaozheng look at him, "What time is my appointment with you, what time is it now?"

The time he made an appointment was most of the day after five o'clock.

Yeliang just noticed the dining table over there.

Now I looked over and looked at him again, "Dinner? Isn't it a bit too late now?"

The man snorted coldly, "You know it's too late?"

Ye Liang watched him walk over, lifted the veil of the dining table, and could see that it was a very delicate dinner.

Did he do it himself?
Cook a meal myself, then make an appointment with her, only to find out that she is dating her nominal boyfriend in the suburbs.

She suddenly understood why he was so angry and depressed all the way.

He also suddenly remembered that one time back then, she was also wasted by him when she cooked food.

"It's getting cold." The man's long legs had already turned around and stopped beside her, asking, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it again."

Ye Liang frowned and said nothing.

First, she is not hungry.

Secondly, today he is also very strange.

"I didn't eat, you stay with me." I only heard him give the answer.

It's overbearing and leaves no room for it.

In the end, he chose to cook a bowl of noodles.

When it was time to boil the water, he came to her again and rubbed her ankle regardless of her objection, "endure the pain."

After a while, he asked, "What did you do last night?"

After not hearing her reply for a long time, Fan Xiaozheng raised his head and saw her leaning against the sofa, two rows of eyelashes quietly drawn down to cast a shadow.

Quiet, well-behaved, and defenseless.

Just like that, he fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Thinking of her being so angry beating and calling him in the car, she frowned again, and the strength in her hands slowed down.

His eyes fell heavily on her face.

After a long time, the voice became more mellow in the quiet night, "You know that other men can't last long, so you have to be so angry every time?"

However, no matter how calm he is outside, she can burn with anger with just a few words.

Otherwise it wouldn't be so rude to her.

Ye Liang squinted for some time, felt a little pain in her ankle being rubbed, and woke up again.

Just in time to see him in front of her, he helped her put on her shoes, and then it seemed that she was ready to order noodles.

She frowned, "You touched my feet and went to cook again?"

After hearing this, the man got up and bent down again, suddenly raised her face, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her.

It is equivalent to saying that the hand that touched her feet touched her face again, and then kissed her.

Then he said: "Where have I never eaten?"

She was already a little confused, and when she heard this, she couldn't make any reaction for a long time.

Fan Xiaozheng had already prepared noodles and brought them over, and gave her a small bowl.

To be honest, it smells delicious.

But she still refused, "Hurry up and eat, and send me back after eating."

Fan Xiaozheng didn't know if he heard it, but he didn't give her any response.

Until he finished eating, washed the dishes, wiped his hands, and went to the car again. When he came back, he had a small box in his hand.

But Ye Liang's gaze was on his neck, dazed.

I never noticed, when did he wear a scarf just now?
Moreover, it was the one she woven by herself a long time ago.

"The things I told you to bring you earlier." He walked to his side and sat down.

He didn't rush to open the box, but untied the scarf and put half of it around her neck.

She moved slightly to the side, and the man said calmly, "What are you hiding from? Isn't it cold?"

She just woke up from a nap, maybe a little cold, she just shrunk her neck subconsciously.