Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Her voice suddenly appeared behind him, Fan Xiaozheng obviously paused, and quickly turned his head to look at her, then he didn't move or speak, and hung up the phone directly.

Ye Liang held the clothes in his hand and handed them to him, while continuing to ask: "I heard, who needs surgery?"

The man lowered his eyebrows to look at the clothes she handed over, but he didn't take it.

She followed up with a smile, "Even if you don't pick up the clothes, I still have to answer my question."

Fan Xiaozheng took the clothes, but instead just said: "Go back to sleep, it's already late."

Yeliang just stood there, looking at him firmly, "If you don't answer the question, is there something tricky?"

Then he asked, "Did you do the surgery?"

Fan Xiaozheng took the clothes and the cup in the other hand and walked towards the living room.

She followed behind.

He sat on the sofa, looked at her, with a non-serious expression on his face, "I told you, you will listen to my arrangement tomorrow morning?"

Ye Liang sneered, "You think I really want to know?"

As she spoke, she stood up and prepared to go back to her room.

Unexpectedly, the person on the sofa really looked like he was not going to say anything, so she stopped and looked at him.

After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and said, "It's up to me whether I will return to China tomorrow, but I will definitely go with you to see Dr. Sheng Xiasheng!"

Fan Xiaozheng was probably a little tired. After all, he hadn't had a good rest for two or three days, and it was the middle of the night. He should be sleepy. He raised his hand and pressed his temple, and asked, "Why do you care about this?"

Ye Liang turned around and looked down at him with a condescending expression, "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, I definitely don't care about your body too much, just to avoid being punished in the future. The reason why you suffer these things is also my sin! "

He could hear the meaning behind her words, frowned with thick eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "I said before, you are not to blame for the matter of the old man."

"Then I thank President Fan." She smiled a little.

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, and patted the seat next to him, "Sit down."

Ye Liang also sat back, with a distance of at least two people in between, and said: "President Fan doesn't regret his life, isn't he always afraid of something happening? Can't wait to see Fucheng once more? What, changed your mind?"

He looked at her, "Look at what you said, it seems that I will have a short life after the operation?"

She hadn't heard anyone say that about herself before, so she frowned immediately, "You really don't take your body seriously?"

Fan Xiaozheng leaned back on the sofa, "I always take it seriously, otherwise why would I need surgery?"

It really is him?

Ye Liang stared at him, "Is this why you take yourself seriously? They are all going to undergo surgery, dragging this body around and running around? Staying up so late?"

The man hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's not impossible to go to bed early, you listen to me."

"Don't talk." She said directly.

Then suddenly pointed to her room, "Go to sleep, I will give you the bed."

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her, what does that mean, where does she sleep?Or sleep together?

Ye Liang didn't say much, she found a spare quilt in the room, took another pillow, went to the sofa, stared at him, "Get up."

She came to sleep on the sofa.

"If you stay in ink for a while, no one will need to sleep tonight. If I don't sleep well, I don't want to do anything the next day, let alone mention anything about going back to China," she said.

Fan Xiaozheng raised his eyebrows, got up from the sofa cooperatively, watched her lie down directly, and turned his back to the side of the sofa.

I only left him a sentence: "Turn off the light for me, it's too bright to sleep, I'm sleepy."

The man nodded his head, didn't even say much, and then really helped her turn off the light.

After a while, Ye Liang heard the sound of him leaving the living room, as if he really obeyed her arrangement and went to the bedroom to rest.

However, just as he left, Wen He came again.

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Ye Liang closed her eyes, and sighed deeply in her heart, "Go to sleep, don't talk to me anymore, don't you need to go to bed so late? I wasted an hour by myself, so I won't sleep tonight."

Wen He stood by the sofa and looked at her for a while, "Are you going to sleep in my room?"

"I'm sleepy." She declared, "When I'm sleepy, I'm annoying. You're talking to me here. Why don't you let me fall asleep quickly. There is no difference between a sofa and a bedroom, except that there is one missing wall."

Just as Wen He was about to say something, she slightly raised her volume, "Go to bed quickly, okay?"

Having said that, Wen He had no choice but not to mess with her.

Yeliang was indeed sleepy, although he was also very annoyed, but it was not enough to overcome the sleepiness, and he fell asleep within a few minutes.

When Fan Xiaozheng came out to see her, she was sleeping peacefully, but with one leg drooping out, her sleeping position was really not very pretty.

He hooked his lips, carefully tucked the corner of the quilt, just enough to wrap her around her, then picked her up with the quilt and turned back to the bedroom.

She likes to hug and hang something when she sleeps. The bed is so big, she has to subconsciously look for things when she falls asleep.

Fan Xiaozheng divided her quilt in half and used her arm as a free pillow. She had already found a warm place to stick it on herself, and put her arms and long legs directly on it.

He didn't move any more, just smiled silently.

I have forgotten how long it has been since I slept like this. The last time I slept together was in the ward, but the bed was too small, and his bones were stiff from sleeping all night.

For the rest of the night, although it was not a familiar bed, I slept very deeply, peacefully and with excellent quality.

When Fan Xiaozheng woke up, he subconsciously wanted to raise his arm to get the phone, and then felt the weight of the head on his arm, and paused.

He lowered his eyebrows, only to remember that there was someone sleeping in his arms.

After staying up in the middle of the night, she really didn't wake up, half of her head was stuck in his arms, her posture was very comfortable.

The man changed his hand and took the phone from the side.

eight o'clock.

It was indeed too late for him.

But at eight o'clock in the winter morning, the sky is not completely bright yet, the window is dark, and the room is even darker through the curtains.

Turning to the side of the screen to turn it on, Fan Xiaozheng saw two missed calls from Mei Shurang.

Thick eyebrows frowned, there must be something wrong.

It stands to reason that he should go back quickly, but the woman in his arms has not woken up yet, so it is impossible for him to make a call, and he has no intention of getting up.

So, choose SMS communication.

He asked Mei Shurang what happened.

Mei Shurang probably wasn't used to sending messages to him, so he first sent a question mark, and then the dissatisfaction was visible in his tone, and he asked: [Why, the phone is broken and I can't make calls? 】

Fan Xiaozheng replied directly: 【Yes. 】

On the other side at that time, Mei Shurang looked at the word and closed his eyes, knowing that there must be something wrong with him.

I had to be patient, [Fan Weilan is dead, and the country is in chaos now, I can’t explain to you in a sentence or two, call me, don’t blot! 】

In the end, Fan Xiaozheng only replied with one word: 【Say. 】

Mei Shu let out a sigh of relief, but he was already cursing in his heart.

What's even more exasperating is that the person over there even said to him: [Don't make a sound. 】

Instead, it reminded him.

He just sends voice, and it will always be converted into text, right?

"Fan Weilan is gone, but the thing in her hand has been exploded. I don't say who it is, you should know it. The problem now is that it's better not to come back. Just stay where you are, and stay as long as you can, now the country is full of crusades related to Duan Xing'an."

Mei Shurang posted such a long list.

He kindly reminded him: [Convert the text by yourself. 】

Then he continued to make a voice: "The Duan family died early, and the only daughter Duan Lingxue has also passed away for so many years. The only descendant who can be traced back is Xiaoba. Forget it, the problem is that there is Fucheng, he is so small, he is chewed by the public opinion every day, no matter how smart and sensible he can't stand it, how much he suffers?"

Fan Xiaozheng read it all.

Thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

He was not surprised by this situation, but Fan Weilan had an accident a day earlier than he expected.Thought that there was such a big fire last night, those people should have fled, but in the end they were so anxious that they did everything that night?

[What is the trend of public opinion? 】Fan Xiaozheng asked.

"What else is the wind direction? The country now basically knows what Fan Weilan has done these years. Even if she loses her life now, no one will sympathize and discuss it. On the contrary, when she has an accident, all attention will be on 'Yin Fei II Number' is on."

'Yinfei No. [-]' is the drug that Fan Weilan has been using for so many years to work for others. It is also this drug that has been exposed, and many netizens know its name.

Naturally, they also know that it is a deadly thing, such a poison, of course, everyone is scolding Duan Xing'an who came out of researching it.

Mei Shurang's news continued to be sent to Fan Xiaozheng's mobile phone, "There are rumors on the Internet that Duan Xing'an studied this thing at the beginning to work for some people in the world, but because of the obstruction of the patriotic non-commissioned officer Zi Min, the drug did not work." It was able to successfully leave the territory, and naturally it was not used by some people in the world, and then it was obtained by the villain Fan Weilan by some means, until today."

After Fan Xiaozheng read the turned text, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Has Guan Zimin become a good person?

It is really a no-brainer to follow the trend of public opinion. Internet texts are too free.

"Let me tell you." Mei Shurang said in a very serious tone, "The situation is really bad now, Yeliang must not appear in the capital, if it is not guaranteed, even the family will be turned over, but Fucheng is temporarily Safe, after all, we all know that Guan Zimin considers him his grandson, these days, shall I take him over and take him with me?"

It just so happened that Sheng An'an was going to take Huahua with him, and the two children had a good relationship and felt at ease.

【good. ] Fan Xiaozheng didn't know what to say for a while.

Just after replying, I felt that the person in my arms woke up.

Lowering her eyebrows, she saw that she was squinting and staring at him at this moment, and then she seemed to wake up after two or three seconds, her soft eyebrows were slightly frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Fan Xiaozheng pointed at her head with his mobile phone, "It's a little numb."

Ye Liang moved his head straight out, and his vision became better. He still stared at him, and then looked at the place where he was lying.

He froze for a moment, and was about to get out of bed in a blink of an eye.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't let her go, and stretched out his hand to grab her back with precision and ease, and said in a deep voice, "I have something to tell you."

"I said I won't go back." She still said the same thing.

Unexpectedly, the man let out an "um" from the top of his head in a low voice, and said, "Okay, continue to live here, and I will renew your fee, on the premise of reducing going out."

She thought she had heard wrong, and looked up at him.

Then his eyes gradually deepened, "What happened in the capital?"

There was no need for Fan Xiaozheng to hide it from her, he handed her the phone and asked her to read the chat records between him and Mei Shurang.

The more Ye Liang looked, the worse his complexion became.

"How did my grandfather become a traitor? Is he an official or a hero?"

"Aren't these people responsible for what they say online?"

Seeing that her emotions were at their peak all of a sudden, Fan Xiaozheng was calmer than expected, and took the phone over.

Said: "No one has any evidence to prove whether your grandfather's research on this thing was good or bad. Naturally, no one knows what the nature of Guan Zimin is."

"Currently the inspectors in the country are like that, are they selective blindness?" Ye Liang satirized.

Also, she stared at the man in front of her, "What do you mean? You also think that my grandfather developed this thing for the purpose of harming people?"

Fan Xiaozheng looked serious, "Of course I believe him."

Then he said: "Public opinion is spreading that Duan Xing'an worked hard to research the 'Yinfei No. Listen?"

Yeliang is not worried about being scolded by others at all now, she just wants to know the truth.

After what happened to Ms. Duan, what she now understands most is that what happened in the past is often completely opposite to what she heard.

She never believed that grandpa was that kind of person. Even if he had to work hard, he would definitely contribute to the domestic pharmaceutical industry.

Qi returned to Qi, Ye Liang returned to his senses, staring at him, "Why is there such a sudden outbreak of public opinion in China?"

Obviously, she didn't read all the chat records.

The man explained: "Fan Weilan had an accident, last night."

Yeliang paused unexpectedly, "Is anyone gone?"

Fan Xiaozheng nodded.

Seeing his calm expression, Ye Liang pursed her lips, "Those who don't know think she has nothing to do with you."

It was his aunt after all.

The man seemed to smile slightly, "Didn't you say she was a sinner yesterday, and I was a sinner when I protected her? Why do you expect me to recognize her as my close relative now?"

"Miss Meng, isn't it too double-standard to be a human being?" He brushed her messy long hair from a night's sleep.

Ye Liang wanted to get up and ignored him.

But he didn't let me, "Sleep a little longer, and you won't be able to get out even if you wake up."

"I'm looking for Fucheng."

"Mei Shurang and Sheng An'an will take care of him, besides, he is considered to be in the honor of Guan Zimin now, so nothing will happen to him," said Fan Xiaozheng.

"No." She said suddenly, "Let Mei Shu send the child to Wu Kuo."

Then I looked at him, "Do you think something happened to Fan Weilan all of a sudden, and Chen Yizhi will be free in China? He has planned to do it for a long time, and this time there is a good reason!"

Fan Xiaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "When did Chen Yizhi look for you?"

She really didn't mention this to him, and she didn't plan to go into details now, she just said: "If you don't want me to argue with you to go back to the country, let someone send the child there."