Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Yeliang didn't show any expression, "I have legs myself, so I will go downstairs to eat."

But the servant glanced at her and said, "Didn't Mr. Sheng tell Miss? You can't leave this room unless Mr. Fan is here."

Then she had an unbelievable expression on her face, "I can't leave this room?"

The maid gave an expression of 'you heard me right', then turned around and went to tidy up the room by herself.

Ye Liang could see that the so-called tidying up the room was actually searching for any dangerous items she might have hidden.

She just sat on the sofa in the bedroom with a cold eye, and let the servant blatantly search every corner.

Probably because they didn't find anything, the servant let out a sigh of relief, got out from under the dressing table, tidied up his clothes, and said, "I'll bring you breakfast right away."

She didn't respond, and watched the servant leave without even closing the bedroom door. She frowned, but didn't close it, it didn't matter whether it was closed or not.The breakfast was served, and it could be said that it was very rich, and it was impossible for her to finish it all by herself.

Just such a place and atmosphere that no one will have an appetite.

In particular, Ye Liang thought that at least eating would make her feel a little cleaner, but she was wrong.

Not only was the door of mine not closed, it hadn't been opened to the maximum. The bodyguard was standing at the door, but now he went directly into the bedroom and put her within sight.

"So, you're going to watch me eat the whole time, aren't you?"

No one answered.

That's it.

Not only was the bodyguard standing there, but the servant also walked over directly, holding a small bottle in his hand.

Ye Liang subconsciously frowned to avoid the servant's approach, "What?"

"Ointment." The servant said blankly: "Mr. said that you may have bumps and bruises on your body. You must watch her apply the medicine with your own eyes."

She sneered, "Are you not allowed to eat without applying the medicine?"

The servant really nodded, "Although my husband didn't say it, I will definitely do it."

Listen, Ye Liang felt that her first impression last night was not wrong at all, this is simply the real version of Nanny Rong.

"It's okay, I don't apply medicine, I don't eat, and see if I can see your husband."

Mother Rong looked at her indifferently, "You think too much, if you don't apply medicine, it's easy for the three of us to apply one medicine."

"As for the food, the difference between eating and feeding by yourself should not be very big."

"..." Ye Liang stared straight at the servant who was speaking.

The servant had already started to work, holding her arm, pushing up the sleeve, and muttering to himself, "It's really this hand."

Then squeezed a lump of ointment and touched it up.

Ye Liang frowned, according to the servant's dosage, one ointment might not be enough for two days.

"Eat it." After applying a thick layer of medicine, the servant spoke.

She didn't know if it could be called a smile on her face.

What is this?Prisoner?

I don't know how many days this kind of day will last, but obviously, she has no way to change the status quo.

In terms of physical strength, she couldn't possibly compare to these two strong bodyguards.

In terms of wit, no matter how good her brain is, the entire room is surrounded by walls on all sides, and the windows are protected, so she can't get out at all.

Ye Liang sat down.

As soon as she reached for the chopsticks, the bodyguard's eyes fixed on her.

She finally smiled ironically, "Why, are you afraid that I will stab you to death with chopsticks? Or are you afraid that I will stab yourself to death?"

It was fine if she didn't say that, but just after she finished speaking, the bodyguard came over and took away the chopsticks in her hand, then looked at the spoons on the table, and took them away too.

After a while, new tableware was brought up.

Soft material.

But it's not so soft that it can't hold things, it's just that it can't be used to poke things, let alone penetrate the human body.

She was completely raised by Fan Xiaozheng.

What's more, since that breakfast, all the tableware placed in front of her were made of softer materials, and none of them were made of porcelain.

Days like this can be imagined to be boring.

When she opened her eyes in the morning, she could only just sit and didn't want to watch movies or do anything, and then she had three meals a day, no matter how rich they were, it made no difference in her eyes.

Ye Liang even suspected that after a week like this, a normal person would be useless.

Fortunately, a week has passed, and apart from her still depressed mood, she is not crazy yet.

The maid would come to her room every day to 'clean up'.

Mostly Ye Liang stood by the window with a cold face and looked outside, but occasionally communicated.

"Is this his villa?" she asked.

The servant still kept his expressionless face, and just said: "It's Mr. Fan's villa, the first residence of the famous Shanshui mansion, so you can't escape, so don't worry about it."

She laughed heartily.

I wondered why the servant was suddenly willing to talk to her. It turned out that it was to let her understand the cruelty of the truth?
"This villa seems to be halfway up the mountain." She looked outside, opened the window, and the cold wind stirred her long hair that hadn't been combed much.

Somewhat messy and lazy, quietly amazing.

But this kind of experience is useless in the eyes of the servant. He walked over and closed the window directly. "It's on the mountainside, so you can't go down the mountain without a car. You might freeze to death when you go up the mountain. Don't even think about it."

"..."

Ye Liang twitched the corner of his mouth.

No wonder, standing here, there are dense forests all around as far as the eyes can see, which looks more formidable and mysterious.

at dinner time.

She was eating and was used to the two bodyguards standing there like stakes watching her eat.

But halfway through eating slowly, she saw them go out without a word, and closed the door behind her.

Ye Liang frowned.

What happened?
Just thinking about it, I heard footsteps coming towards the bedroom door, without any pause, I opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the man appearing at the door, Ye Liang's face went cold.

He turned his face away and continued to eat his own meal, but in fact it had no taste at all, the movements were mechanical, tasteless.

"It doesn't taste good?" Fan Xiaozheng walked over and looked at the food in front of her.

Full color and flavor.

But she obviously didn't want to eat it.

The man took the spoon on the side. It might be because the spoon has a special texture, like a baby's. Meifeng picked it up slightly, and then took a bite of her dish.

Nodding his head in satisfaction, "Very good."

Then I looked at her again, "All the bruises where I hit it?"

Yeliang never talked to him from the beginning to the end.

The man walked around the chair and walked to the other side, trying to check her arm, she put down the tableware and stared at him coldly.

"Where is Fucheng?" she asked.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't look her in the eyes, but responded with a low and steady tone, "I'm still looking."

"Are you still looking for it, or are you colluding and letting Wei Yanzhi deal with it?"

Fan Xiaozheng ignored her questioning.

Ye Liang didn't have any hope for him, but said coldly: "I'm going out today."

"Go out if you can," the man said.

The answer is obvious, if she can go out, can she still live here like a puppet for a week?

The door of the bedroom was closed, and the voice of the voice could not be heard at the door, but the slight movement from inside could be heard clearly.

Standing at the door, Sheng Chun frowned when he heard the sound of "Ping bell bang bang!"

There seemed to be nothing fragile or sharp in the room, so how could there be such a loud noise?

After a while, the bedroom door opened.

The first thing Sheng Chun saw was the mess in the bedroom.

The food on the table should be almost all scattered, but just as he was about to lift his foot in, he saw something that looked like glass shards that had shattered on the ground.

You frowned, didn't you search clean?

Look carefully, only to find that it is a cosmetic bottle, or a medicine bottle.

And Mr. Fan is also in a mess.

The man's face was calm, not gloomy, but colder than expressionless, as if he couldn't feel the vegetable juice splashed on his body, and even his face was stained with oil.

But he just ordered in a calm voice: "Let someone clean up."

Sheng Chun nodded, "Okay."

When the servant went to clean up the house, he could imagine that his already stern face was even more ugly, but he didn't complain a word during the whole process.

Fan Xiaozheng was not there, so Ye Liang naturally didn't need to be crazy, and sat quietly and indifferently as usual by the window and looked outside.

When the servant finally finished cleaning up, he straightened up, tapped his waist, and looked at her, "When the husband came over, he said that he hadn't eaten all day."

She was still indifferent, even more indifferent.

When Ye Liang thought that he imprisoned her here to do some shady things with Wei Yanzhi, and even turned a blind eye to Fucheng's safety, she couldn't sit still for a minute.

But unfortunately, there is no way to deal with the four walls.

That feeling is worse than going to jail.

It's not that she didn't try to contact others, but it was obvious that Fan Xiaozheng had taken care of everything, and even if she answered her phone call, it would be an insignificant waste of time.

More than eight o'clock in the evening.

It was completely dark outside.

Yeliang didn't turn on the light, and the bedroom was also dark.

In the dark, she could feel that the bodyguard opened the door and looked twice, for fear that she was doing something shameful inside.

But maybe seeing her sitting in the same place without moving, he didn't bother her anymore.

It was also at that time that she called the president of the 'Dark' Society.

"The guest in your hand, is the potion almost used up?"

The president over there seemed to be taken aback when he received her call, and said, "It's you."

Ye Liang didn't realize anything at that time, and didn't think much about it, she just laughed at herself, "Why, I've been forgotten by the world?"

It's not like he doesn't know her number.

The president laughed twice, and said, "Isn't this potion always taken from Tang Jiu?"

Ye Liang said flatly: "Tang Jiu is gone."

She has always known the existence of this guest, but she has never known the other party's identity information, and has never asked, which is regarded as respecting the rules of the 'Dark' Society.

Even, the potion used by the guest was a semi-finished potion she used herself, and it was an order Tang Jiu took after taking it, and she never interfered.

Even if it is a semi-finished product, it is not harmful to the human body.

But Tang Jiu really didn't have any reserves, so he couldn't do it.

Ye Liang had the final say, it was time to run out.

"Then what should we do?" asked the president, "Do you have it there?"

She smiled, "I have it in my mind, but I have to do it. The president is omnipotent. It should be easy to get me out of this ghost place?"

As a result, the president over there was silent for a while.

Cai said: "How about I ask the customer if he wants more? It stands to reason that he will take the initiative to contact the renewal order, but so far, he has not contacted this side."

Yeliang nodded, "OK."

She thought that she was the only one in the world who could make something, and sooner or later she would have to come to her. If the president wanted to do this business, he had to help her out.

Unexpectedly, less than two hours later, the president gave a reply.

"Dream, the guest said that I don't need it for the time being, maybe I don't need it in the next few months."

Ye Liang frowned upon hearing this, "Why don't you need it?"

Since I have been using scars to disguise myself for more than ten years, there should be no special circumstances, and I will pretend to be for most of my life, or my whole life. Only in the dark and special circumstances will I take off the disguise.

Why don't you need it all of a sudden?

"Why, maybe you plan to really live your life?" she asked.

The president smiled, "I don't know this. I don't ask about the privacy of the guests. Even if I know, I can't tell you, the rules."

Ye Liang snorted, "Why didn't you tell me the rules when you asked me for something?"

The president chuckled, "Let's talk about it when I need something from you."

Then hung up her phone.

Ye Liang looked at the phone, inexplicably becoming more and more irritable!

It seemed that the whole world was really against her, and they all gave her a red light.

She sat by the window for at least two hours without falling asleep, but finally made her way to the bed.

Halfway there, when he heard movement at the door, he stopped suddenly.

Locked in this place every day, everything is closed, the only thing is that her nerves seem to be more sensitive.

Sure enough, the door lock was turned very lightly, and then pushed open.

It can be seen that the opponent's movements are very careful and light.

But probably as soon as he entered the door, he saw her standing there. After a pause, all movements returned to nature.

"Not asleep yet?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Liang froze for a moment.

It's that man!
The owner of the dagger, the person she saved back then.

After seeing it in a small alley abroad last time, I haven't met it again, and I haven't even heard of it. How could it suddenly appear here?

The man walked towards her.

Stop at a distance of two or three meters.

For some reason, the room was too dark, Ye Liang looked at that height and figure, and always felt too familiar.

But the voice is different.

"What are you doing here?" She still stood there with a cold attitude.

Fan Xiaozheng's friends are also villains in her eyes now.

The man said in a low voice, "I came to see you for him."

"for?"

The man said "hmm" and said, "He said you didn't want to see him, so you had to let me come."

"Get out." She said coldly, "No one can intercede for him."

The man remained standing still.

Seeing her suddenly take a step, the man frowned, "What are you doing...?"

Just after the conversation, Yeliang turned on the light with a 'snap'.