Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Su Yu didn't expect that he would say it directly instead of forbidding her to mess around.

Looking at him in a daze, he clenched his palms again, and said in an angry tone, "I have already abandoned a lot of things when I was with you, and it can't end so easily! You want to have a good time? Just dumped me ? Don't think about it!"

Hearing such lines come out of a woman's mouth, even a man would frown.

Wen He's brows were furrowed at this moment, but he was too lazy to bother, "Is it over?"

Then he pushed her aside, opened the door sideways and walked out.

Su Yu stood there for a long time as if lost in his soul.

She remembered what An Yan had said to her before, and remembered that woman named Guan Yeliang who was her stepdaughter in name.

He wasn't stupid enough to search this room for things about Guan Yeliang, but as if he had made some decision, he gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

……

Ye Liang was at home, her ankle was uncomfortable, and she finally came back to rest.

Looking at the phone, Wen He didn't contact her, but the phone rang just as soon as he put it down.

It's Su Yu calling.

Roumei frowned slightly, not wanting to pick it up.

Just let the mobile phone ring like this, after it rang once, it started again for the second time, with perseverance, she had no choice but to connect.

"Is something wrong?" she asked lightly.

"Are you free?" Su Yu asked on the other end, and then smiled politely, "I owe you everything about Shengsheng before, and I haven't thanked you yet, so I want to have a meal together."

Ye Liang was also rude, and replied directly: "No need, speaking of it, she is my sister, and she is not an outsider."

Su Yu did not give up, "Is it inconvenient?"

She frowned slightly, and she could tell that the other party was stubborn to invite her to this meal.

He had no choice but to say: "There is one thing. When I went to pick up Guan Sheng, I sprained my ankle and had some scratches on my body. It's really inconvenient."

"That's okay!" Su Yu smiled, and just said: "I can go to your side. Speaking of which, I haven't visited you for so long since you came back! Or, if you don't like it, wait until you are done, and I will Call you?"

She has said both ways forward and backward, so she must choose one.

Ye Liang had no choice but to choose the latter, and took advantage of the situation: "Call Guan Sheng, and I didn't have a meal with her."

More than one person, always be more comfortable.

Su Yu responded with a smile, "Okay, then you are busy!"

After hanging up the phone, she sat on the sofa for a while, not knowing what happened to Wen He, and always felt uneasy.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't bother him.

Throughout the day, she rested comfortably and slept for most of the day. Aunt Song's three meals a day were all carefully cooked by Aunt Song, and she felt that she had made up for the exhaustion of the recent travel.

So at night, I don't feel so sleepy.

The family members were all asleep, she was too lazy to move her nest in the living room, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with her laptop in her hands to work.

She frowned when someone knocked on the door.

Knocking instead of ringing the doorbell only reminded her of Fan Xiaozheng.

"Who is it?" She stood at the door without opening it immediately.

In the next second, she didn't hear a sound from outside the door, but she received a message from Fan Xiaozheng, just one word.

【I】

Facing someone like him, not opening the door is the most unrealistic choice.

So she opened a gap first, intending to ask him what he was doing here.

But just a little bit later, the man leaned over with his arms and opened the door. His tall body pressed in and closed the door with his backhand.

She was embraced by him and pressed against the door panel. Without saying anything, the overwhelming kisses fell.

All the actions in this series happened almost at the same time, and Ye Liang didn't even have time to react.

Only then frowned and tried to push him away.

But the man seemed to have come prepared and clasped her wrist easily.

He wasn't considered strong or rude at the moment, but he made her inevitable and had nowhere to hide. Every inch she retreated, he would follow her into entanglement.

Focused and intense.

It's ridiculous that at that time she actually felt the illusion of kissing goodbye for half a lifetime from his passionate entanglement.

Yeliang is such a living person, there is nothing he can do about her, his foot doesn't hurt at all, and the other foot is lifted up and kicked in vain, but he can't cry out.

So that when he let go of her, his face flushed with anger, "Are you crazy or sick?!"

Everyone in the family was asleep, she didn't turn on the lights, and she didn't make too much noise.

Fan Xiaozheng couldn't see any emotion, so he replied, "Anything is fine."

Then said: "I came to ask for the scarf, return it to me."

Ye Liang raised her eyes and stared at him.

When she came out of the Bauhinia Garden, because she couldn't find her scarf, but the weather was cold and selfish, she brought his scarf, thinking that he would not know.

At this moment, it was just a simple sentence: "I wove that, not yours!"

The man seemed to chuckle, "You want to take back the things you gave me more than three years ago? If you gave them to me, they are naturally mine."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to her again, breathing heavily, "Will you give it?"

The distance is too close, and the surroundings are surrounded by darkness, it feels infinitely magnified, and his breath is occupying his breath.

In particular, when he spoke, his hoarse voice seemed to come out directly from the Adam's apple, and the three words carried different ambiguities.

"Huh?" the man asked again.

Ye Liang pursed her lips, "I regret it, I never gave anything to others, take it back, what I knit is mine."

Fan Xiaozheng laughed.

"Should I calculate it this way?" He thought for a while, with a malicious look, "That's fine."

What good?
She frowned slightly, not feeling well.

Sure enough, in the next second, the whole person was suddenly lifted up by him and smeared against the porch shelf.

In a low tone, not without seriousness, "Since this is the truth, then you were my wife back then, no matter who you have been through with in the past few years, it is still mine?"

She is not stupid, how could she agree.

It's just that he didn't expect that he could think of such a far-fetched truth, just to ask for a scarf?
Then, listening to his position almost next to her ear, she said in a deep voice: "You have never given anything to others, just right, I have never received gifts from others, only this one from you."

So, for him, it is unique, how can it be lost?
Ye Liang didn't speak.

For a moment, moved, wanting to get out of his confinement
He stood motionless.

"Don't you want a scarf?" She looked at him displeased, "I'll get it."

She didn't lie, because she knew how good he was at pestering people, after all, she was no match.

The scarf was given to him, but he didn't intend to leave.

Ye Liang frowned again, "Didn't it mean that if the residual poison is not cleared, you will get dizzy at night, so why don't you go back to sleep?"

Fan Xiaozheng tilted his jaw slightly, "Having a half-night stay?"

"no!"

"Leave in the early morning."

"no!"

"ensure."

She said something, and he said something, which sounded extremely sincere.

This time, without waiting for her to speak again, as if he had grasped her temperament, he said: "The air ticket in the early morning, let's go directly."