Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

After hearing what he said, Ye Liang rolled her eyes directly, wanting to take his arm away, not wanting to get entangled with him.

But Fan Xiaozheng didn't move at all, and was staring at her with lowered eyebrows, as if she couldn't give up unless she nodded.

She withdrew her hand and looked up, "Can you stop annoying me every time you show up? Did you have a good time after meeting you?"

Fan Xiaozheng hooked the corner of his mouth, "No?"

He withdrew the hand that was tidying her hair just now, with a half smile but a serious look, "Which time didn't I satisfy you with all my heart?"

Sure enough, this kind of thing is not suitable for communication.

"Get out of the way, I don't have to go out, it's already late, you're here to disturb my sleep." Ye Liang said.

The man nodded, "You will book the air ticket for you. After you go back, Mei Shu will arrange for someone to pick you up, and you will stay at the place he provided temporarily, huh?"

Then she frowned slightly, "The reason? Am I on the run, or am I in shame?"

Fan Weilan should be the one who is shameful now, instead of solving Fan Weilan's problem, he came here to get involved with her, wasting time.

Ye Liang looked at him.

The expression is very serious, "Fan Xiaozheng, you may not know that my mother was poisoned by your aunt Fan Weilan who personally injected the medicine, which caused Ms. Duan to suffer during her lifetime. I can't just let it go. That's all."

She emphasized, "I'm telling you business, and I'm doing business, do you understand?"

Fan Xiaozheng's five sense organs were only somewhat solemn, "So what? Your so-called business is planning to take Fan Weilan's life here?"

Ye Liang smiled lowly, "If I want her life, won't I become the same person as her?"

"If I say no, are you going to deal with me too?" His expression didn't change much, and his tone was calm.

Ye Liang frowned, staring at him silently.

"Why do you and your grandfather obstruct me over and over again in everything about this matter?"

She was angry when she thought about it, "It was Fan Weilan who poisoned someone! Your grandfather stopped me from investigating because he was protecting his daughter! Why do you still want to stop me?"

Fan Xiaozheng knew that she was full of anger at the moment, and his thick eyebrows were almost inaudibly raised.

The voice was a little heavy, "You blamed the old man for protecting his daughter and disturbing your good affairs, and he gave you his life back. How do you settle the score?"

Ye Liang froze for a moment when he heard this.

Even staring at him was a little dazed.

"Are you blaming me?" She was a little self-deprecating, but she couldn't laugh when she wanted to. "So you've always blamed me for your grandpa's death?"

If she was more ruthless, more cold-blooded, and less sympathetic, it can be said that Fan Lijun's collision was his own decision. He could not stop the car, not intervene in those things, and not protect the murderer Fan Weilan. .

She pulled her soft lips and looked at him sarcastically, "So you have to keep Fan Weilan to fight against me now?"

Fan Xiaozheng's thin lips were light, "If you insist on thinking this way, I don't seem to be able to do anything about it."

Ye Liang was annoyed by his understated and noncommittal answer, stared at him for two seconds, and almost knocked his arm away with his shoulder.

"Leave me immediately, now, immediately!" She walked to the bedroom door, opened the door, opened it to the maximum, and pushed people away.

Fan Xiaozheng stood there looking at her, and walked in front of her with long legs unhurriedly.

Stand still.

Looking down at her, "Do you want to take back what Fan Weilan held?"

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Do you think it's that easy? Or, what are you going to do with it after you get it back? She's on the cusp now, and everything related to her can hurt people. Are you going to be thought of as robbing her?"

Ye Liang finally snorted coldly, "What is robbing? Speaking of robbing, it was because she and Guan Zimin conspired to rob my grandfather's research results back then!"

The man touched his thin lips, and asked indifferently: "How do you prove that it is Duan Xing'an's thing? Since it is Duan Xing'an's thing, how did it get into Fan Weilan's hands?"

"The ins and outs, can you explain clearly to others?"

Obviously not.

It is a fact that others only look at the evidence and will not understand the grievances between their families.

She choked all of a sudden, and was even more angry.

"According to my arrangement, go back to China first." Fan Xiaozheng said in a low voice.

But Yeliang is now angry and stubborn, "Even if I want to go back, it's not tomorrow, and I won't listen to your arrangement."

Even if she wanted to hide her whereabouts, she had plenty of ability, so why did she rely on him?

"I'm staying here tonight." After a while, Fan Xiaozheng said suddenly.

Ye Liang thought she had heard wrong.

After looking at him for a while, he simply took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and irritability stalking in his chest, "Anyway, I can't control Mr. Fan, can I?"

She pointed out the door, "You can live anywhere you like, the floor of the whole living room is as wide as it is, enough."

Fan Xiaozheng did leave her room.

But he is not going to live on the floor, but needs to make a few calls to confirm the situation.

The two bodyguards will take turns to rest, only one is in the room and the other is outside.

Wen He went back to her room, so Fan Xiaozheng was the only one in the living room.

Ye Liang closed the bedroom door, so she couldn't hear the voice in the living room.

Hearing the noise outside that hadn't subsided, she felt restless, so she sat in the room for a long time before finally returning to the bed to lean on.

Before I fell asleep, the phone vibrated.

Caller ID is midsummer.

"Miss Meng?" Sheng Xia's voice was tentative and apologetic, "I'm sorry, I just want to ask, is Fan always on your side?"

Ye Liang let out an "um", which sounded obviously unfriendly.

After a pause, he continued, "Can you call him away and let him go back and forth from where?"

Sheng Xia on the other end of the phone smiled awkwardly and helplessly.

It's really helpless, Sheng Xia thought, if she could call President Fan, would she still need to make this call?
"Wait?" Ye Liang frowned suddenly, remembering something.

"Aren't you on a business trip? How do you know Fan Xiaozheng is here?"

Although it is said that Sheng Xia and the others have a very close relationship with Fan Xiaozheng, it is not to the point where Fan Xiao's political leaders report their whereabouts to them. At most, Sheng Chun, who is close by, will know.

But this time Shengchun didn't follow.

"You came out with Fan Xiaozheng?" She suddenly realized this.

Previously, Shengxia only talked about business trips, but also other provinces.

After a few hesitant and vague syllables, Sheng Xia had no choice but to nod, and said: "Yes, I'm here too, last time, didn't you say that President Fan had been drinking, so asked him to check and pay more attention recently. "

Yeliang's expression didn't change, as if he didn't fully believe Shengxia's words.

Question: "Dr. Na Sheng made this call to ask Fan Xiaozheng what's going on?"

"Ah..." Sheng Xia smiled, "Well, by the way, please take care of Mr. Fan at night. He may not be sleeping well in the middle of the night recently. If anything happens, just call me."

Ye Liang thought, Fan Xiaozheng was dressed in black tonight, his whole body was dark and introverted, she didn't see anything wrong at all.

But since Sheng Xia suddenly made such a phone call, it must be necessary.

Closing his eyes, he became more and more irritable.

It is said that being too kind is doomed to fail to accomplish great things, and she is probably that kind of person.

At the beginning, when she investigated Ms. Duan's matter, she stopped because of the old man Fan Lijun.

Now it is obvious that he should completely harden his attitude with Fan Xiaozheng, do his own thing, completely ignore him, but when it comes to his physical condition, she can't turn a blind eye.

Before hanging up the phone, she still asked one more question: "Is he going abroad this time for a physical examination or what is he doing here?"

"The physical examination is an itinerary. As for whether there are other things, I don't know. Miss Meng can ask President Fan himself, or Shengchun?" Sheng Xia said.

She didn't bother to ask.

Instead, he continued to ask Sheng Xia, "Is the inspection done? What's the result?"

Sheng Xia hesitated again, "It's not a big problem, it's still the same, and we must continue to take care of it. You know, President Fan has been in the hospital for a few days, and there is always something going on behind him, running around, what do you think?" Not like a patient."

"So, you should lock him in the ward!" Ye Liang said bluntly.

Sheng Xia couldn't help laughing, "If Miss Meng is with you in the ward, President Vatican must be able to take care of it, otherwise it's useless!"

After hanging up the phone, she continued to sit on the bed.

Seeing that it was past one o'clock, he tossed off the quilt and got out of bed a little irritably, and walked to the door.

After a while, he opened the door and went out.

The living room was quiet.

"Miss Meng." One of the bodyguards just came in from the outside, met her and greeted her.

She nodded, "Where are the people who come at night?"

The bodyguard looked at the living room and said, "Mr. Fan didn't leave, maybe he's in the kitchen?"

There are only a few spaces in total. He can't get into other people's bedrooms, and there is no one in the living room, so that's the kitchen.

Yeliang nodded, "Go and rest."

Then she watched another bodyguard on shift leave the door before she turned to the kitchen and walked in.

The lights in the kitchen were not turned on at all, but there was a faint night light outside the window, and the figure of the man could be vaguely seen there.

It was precisely because of the figure that Ye Liang could see more clearly that he was leaning on the edge of the window with one hand, and was slightly bowed on his back.

The other hand cannot be seen clearly.

When he got closer, he found that his other hand was pressing on his chest.

It was also close, and he could hear his depressed and heavy breathing, like after a long-distance run, or enduring severe pain.

Ye Liang froze for a moment, then frowned, "What are you doing?"

Fan Xiaozheng didn't seem to notice her coming in.

Hearing a voice suddenly, he suddenly turned his head to look at her.

Even though the kitchen was dim, the look in that look was turbid and indifferent, which reminded Ye Liang that he could not help but hurt the people around him before.

Subconsciously took a small step back.

On the contrary, the man held his breath and said heavily, "What are you hiding from?"

She pursed her lips, and it seemed that he was not as unconscious as last time, so she looked at him, "Did you go out, or are you feeling unwell?"

She couldn't figure out why he was panting so much now.

The man moved his neck slightly, and said in a calm voice, "Can you pour me a glass of warm water?"

Yeliang nodded, turned and left.

When she returned from pouring water, Fan Xiaozheng was still in that position, as if he hadn't changed his posture.

But he also took her water glass and put it on the window sill without any intention of drinking.

"Are you unwell?" she asked again.

Fan Xiaozheng turned his head sideways, looked over his shoulders and arms, and said seriously, "Aren't you annoyed to death, see if I die, no one cares about you, you are very free."

Ye Liang frowned softly.

He hummed again, "I don't like you going around and arranging me, and you're going to die? Then should I praise Fan Xiaozheng for being very witty?"

The man also snorted in a low voice.

"You don't want your life, but you only get a sense of humor. You are really generous."

Yeliang was not only troubled, but also very angry, "You are like this, if you feel uncomfortable, you should inform Shengxia, and you still have the energy and energy to talk to me about these things, are you crazy?"

Fan Xiaozheng nodded, "It's okay to inform Shengxia, I'm leaving tonight, you have to get on the plane by yourself tomorrow morning, don't let me come and catch you in person."

She doesn't speak.

The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, "It seems that he is unwilling."

Then he took a sip of water, put the glass back, and said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep and leave me alone, it will be fine in a while."

Ye Liang stood there watching him.

The hand hanging by her side tightened. Speaking of which, it seemed that she really didn't know his physical condition anymore.

Inexplicably, I felt very unfamiliar all of a sudden.

And she didn't like this feeling very much.

Maybe seeing that she didn't move, the man turned his head, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Isn't it cold?"

The pajamas she was wearing were not thick, and the temperature in the kitchen was no higher than that in the bedroom.

Ye Liang realized that he was only wearing a black shirt and a pair of well-tailored trousers, and it was probably impossible to add a pair of trousers inside.

Does he look like he's in a hurry to go out?Came over to find her directly, without a coat on.

After a pause, she had no choice but to leave a sentence: "Call me if you have anything to do. Although I'm not very happy, you are in the room we reserved after all. If something goes wrong, I have to be responsible. Trouble."

The man seemed to chuckle, but did not respond.

Ye Liang turned and walked out.

Just a few steps away, I heard the man behind me say in a deep voice: "I don't blame you for the matter of the old man."

She paused again.

My heart sank slightly, but I didn't say anything after all.

But when she went back to the bedroom like this, she couldn't fall asleep at all, she tossed and turned for twenty minutes, and then got up again.

After searching for a long time in his clothes, he found a loose knitted coat that he can wear, it is warm enough indoors.

Taking the clothes, she went to the kitchen again.

It's true that he's not in the living room, hasn't come out for so long, and just likes the dark kitchen?
As soon as he arrived at the door, he vaguely heard him calling inside.

"...Push and push before surgery...you know what's going on now, I can't be more messed up lying there?..."

Ye Liang frowned, not knowing why.

But as time passed by second by second, she seemed to connect the front and back again.

At that time, Mei Shurang was in the hallway of the Council Hall. Did he ask when the surgery would take place?Is the operation over?

"Who is going to have the surgery?" She walked over and asked suddenly without making a sound.