Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

When Fan Xiaozheng leaned over, Ye Liang was hiding back, her eyebrows frowned softly.

The man leaned on the window behind her with one arm, and lowered his eyebrows full of malice to stare at her, "In a good mood?"

Ye Liang turned her face slightly to avoid the breath from his thin lips, and glanced at the large French windows that had no privacy.

Suddenly remembered something, and smiled, "With such a big window, and the villa is built in such a conspicuous place, are you afraid that others will not know that you imprisoned me here?"

Ye Liang dared to conclude that Fan Xiaozheng absolutely didn't want others to know that she was hidden here by his golden house.

In the capital, the comments that abused her seemed to be gradually decreasing. On that day, she also saw someone saying on the Internet that she hadn't responded or made any movement, and that she had died in an accident.

The curse is poisonous enough.

However, she didn't mind if they thought she was dead and they could calm down a bit, since it didn't hurt or itch anyway.

"If people know that I was raised here by you, they will definitely turn around and attack you, right?"

The man looked disapproving, with thin lips faintly, "What makes you think so?"

Ye Liang smiled lightly, "Your Fanshi Group has been a strong backer of the Council for the past few years. My grandfather's 'Yinfei No. [-]' has disturbed the political circle, and half of the current employees have fallen into trouble. Now all departments are urgently recruiting people, right?"

"As far as the power of my grandfather's incident is concerned, anyone who has anything to do with him will become a traitor in the eyes of netizens in the capital."

She was thoughtful, "As far as I know, last week the Vatican Group and the City Hall reached another cooperation, and the City Hall and the League of Nations even shook hands publicly. Therefore, the people are serious, and the City Hall is the cleanest today. Incorruptible places, including you..."

"So." The man is still unhurried.

"So, if people know that you have imprisoned me here, well protected from any wind and rain from the outside world, they must think you are the big villain, maybe you will join my grandfather and get rid of the political circle Half of the officials are you doing it on purpose."

Hearing this, Fan Xiaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's dangerous for a moment.

But he probably remembered that the woman in front of him was his woman, so the dangerous light gradually dissipated, and his thin lips curved slightly.

Suddenly, a specious sentence: "I really belong to the same group as your grandfather."

He said again: "It's also my conspiracy to disturb the political circle and cut off half of the manpower. Is it an accident?"

At that time, Yeliang really just took his words as a kind of ridicule, or said something casually along with her words.

But something was also flashing through my mind quickly and inexplicably.

For example, before the investigation of the company 'Nine Era' that my grandfather and mother secretly used as a support for drug research, Fan Xiaozheng knew about it in advance, and deliberately tried to acquire it, and drove her away.

Another role of Grandpa and Ms. Duan in the Ninth Era is so secretive that it is impossible for ordinary people to know a thing or two.

Before she could straighten out and form these thoughts in her mind, the man lowered his voice and said a bit oppressively, "You also know that I am protecting you?"

She raised her eyes and smiled, "Oh, I just flattered you, it's not the real thought in my heart."

In the end, Ye Liang looked at him thoughtfully.

Suddenly asked: "I really want to know, where did Mr. Fan hear that I was in a bad mood?"

Fan Xiaozheng's expression didn't change and his heart didn't change, "Who knows who you're yelling at about how pitiful you are and how bad your mood is?"

Ye Liang hooked her lips, "I really don't have that habit."

She won't post that kind of hypocritical text, let alone find someone to talk about for a long time.

Unless you're getting dizzy from drinking.

Fan Xiaozheng still had a very calm expression, and raised her chin slightly, "I have good eyesight, can't I tell it by looking at your face? Have you been happy since I put you here?"

This, she cannot deny.

"You know I'm not happy, why don't you let me go?"

The man's thin lips were light, and he didn't have to think about it: "It can't be done."

"Is the scar on your face fake?"

The two looked at each other, and there was not a long silence between them, but Ye Liang suddenly asked such a question about a second after Fan Xiaozheng finished speaking.

Obviously, her sudden question stunned the man for a moment.

He stared at her fixedly with lowered eyebrows.

Then he suddenly hooked his lips and broke into a smile, "I'm full, and I've had such an ugly fake on my face for more than ten years? The Vatican family's rich and nobles, I have a face that both men and gods are angry with. Wouldn't it be good to sleep with a few more women?"

After hearing this, Ye Liang twitched his lips, "You really think too much, but any normal woman can't think highly of your original status in the Fan family, even if you are in charge of the group now, you can't think highly of your technology."

"Technology?" The man chewed her words a little.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, "Are you questioning me?"

His voice was deep and deep, as honest as night, "It's really impossible for me to know what other women think, and I haven't touched it after all. All my abilities are used on you, or you can experience it again and then make a review?"

When Ye Liang talks to him, most of the time he will inadvertently go astray.

She had to correct it back in time.

At this moment, I reluctantly said: "Is it time to rest?"

The man snorted, "The sunset has just come to an end, you either eat or sleep every day, isn't that enough?"

Ye Liang's face was full of smiles, "Isn't that right, take more beauty sleep, otherwise, if I get married again and the man I like doesn't like my makeup, it will be difficult to maintain my beauty."

"The man you like?"

The sound of "buzzing buzzing" just came into the ear along with Fan Xiaozheng's questioning.

Not her phone.

That can only be his.

Fan Xiaozheng took the mobile phone, first glanced at her, and took two steps away before answering the call.

She couldn't hear the person inside talking, but she could see his expression, so she didn't completely avoid her.

Fan Xiaozheng took two steps, heard what the person over there said, and then turned to look at her.

Ye Liang saw that his brows twitched slightly, and replied to the person over there, "There shouldn't be any... What's wrong?"

"Impossible, the child has a rash on his arm at the moment, and he complains of abdominal pain and nausea, so it can't be that he is allergic to mosquito bites?"

It was Wei Yanzhi's voice on the other end of the phone. Usually his voice was extremely indifferent and restless, but now he could tell that it was about the child's body, and his tone was a little hasty.

Fan Xiaozheng's eyebrows tightened a little, probably after deliberating for a while, and then said: "I'll ask."

Then Ye Liang saw him take the phone away from his ear, then looked at her, and suddenly asked: "Do you have any allergies?"

Ye Liang softly glanced at her brows, "I don't have a history of allergies, I remember telling you."

That's why Fan Xiaozheng answered Wei Yanzhi in the same way just now.

Originally, Fan Xiaozheng didn't want her to know, but now, he can only ask in detail: "Where is Fucheng? Is there anything you are allergic to?"

She finally heard something, and her face instantly became worried, "What happened to Fucheng?"

Then he shook his head again, "He has no allergens, so it's impossible for him to be allergic."

In the next second, according to her intuition, she looked at Fan Xiaozheng, "Is it food poisoning? What did Wei Yanzhi give him? Call me!"

She wanted to take the phone over.

Since he was asking about Fucheng, and Wei Yanzhi was with Fucheng, the call could only be made by Wei Yanzhi.

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, and didn't dodge, letting her snatch the phone away.

"Wei Yanzhi." Yeliang's indifferent voice was very unfriendly, and she couldn't understand Wei Yanzhi's perverted thoughts and behaviors.

"Fucheng is not feeling right now. He keeps vomiting and complains of a stomachache. I asked him what he is allergic to." Wei Yanzhi could hear the hostility in her tone, but his voice didn't seem to change much. He didn't seem to care what she thought of him.

It's like he doesn't care what heinous monster the world paints him as.

"What did you feed Fucheng?"

Wei Yanzhi also had a dark face at the moment, and said: "Since there are no allergens, I will find out the reason..."

"I asked you what you gave him to eat?" She suddenly became angry, "You'd better list all the things you gave him today."

Wei Yanzhi frowned, probably understood what she meant, "You mean food poisoning?"

Yeliang sneered, "Who knows if you want to take the opportunity to treat him without taking responsibility, and then say that the child ate it by himself?"

"Or, is your territory poisoned by the opponent?" This can be regarded as a curse on him.

Wei Yanzhi did follow Ye Liang's request, and listed all the food that Fucheng had eaten from now on for a long time, "The order is not disturbed, it should be clear enough? Can you find out the reason? "

Ye Liang wrote down the things and looked at them, and he could basically find them out at a glance.

"I gave him seafood, after-dinner fruit and grapes, and you didn't eat them?"

Wei Yanzhi's tone was steady: "I don't eat grapes."

She sneered, "No wonder, I suspect that Mr. Wei did not eat on purpose."

The problem was found, and of course she knew what to do, but she also said contemptuously: "Where is Mr. Wei's lair, and Fucheng's arm can be bitten like that by mosquitoes?"

Food poisoning can only cause abdominal pain and vomiting, not rash, so Ye Liang can only think that his son was really bitten by a mosquito when he was there.

Just listen to Wei Yanzhi: "He just came back from outside, probably."

The tone of voice was still steady, completely ignoring her cynicism.

Yeliang originally wanted to warn him to take good care of Fucheng, but unfortunately the man hung up the phone directly.

……

On the other side, Wei Yanzhi's face was indeed dark.

His eyes fell on the face of the woman next to him.

Dai Xi's expression was also cold, but he didn't avoid his gaze, and said again: "It's better to take Fucheng to the hospital. He's not your nephew, and you can't afford anything if anything happens."

The man sneered, "Send him to the hospital, and then you sneak away with him?"

He almost took a long leg, with a gloomy face, and easily pulled Dai Xi up with his wrist.

You can see it, very unhappy.

Extremely unhappy, "I want to escape from under my nose, do you think you can do it?"

With anger in his eyes, he pointed to Fucheng's room, "Just to leave here, you feed a child indiscriminately, do you want to save him or harm him?"

Dai Xi turned her face away, "She won't blame me."

She was talking about Yeliang.

Wei Yanzhi sneered, "I won't blame you? If she used to treat you as a friend, then when you did things for me and betrayed her, you would almost be strangers to each other, understand?"

"I let you come here, you should be thankful."

Dai Xi gritted his teeth slightly, "I don't care! You let me go!"

Wei Yanzhi let go of her fiercely, and threw her back on the sofa, because the most urgent task now is to relieve Fucheng's discomfort.

However, he didn't know if he let go of her because he was too hard or the angle was wrong. He swung his wrist at an angle, and his fingertips swept across her face.

The force was heavy, Dai Xi turned his face away as if he had been slapped, and was also stunned for two seconds.

Wei Yanzhi glanced at his hand, and it fell on her face again, pursing his thin lips, and finally walked past her with a sullen face.

He also ordered the two men standing over there, "Send her back."

Dai Xi has her own house here, which looks a little old on the outside, but is actually a new-style residential building with all internal organs inside.

But she still didn't want to live there, and she didn't want to keep getting involved with this man who she couldn't control at all.

She didn't want to continue to be his tool and do things for him.

Before being sent there, Dai Xi looked at the room in Fucheng, and she didn't want to do this either, but she was not very capable, so she couldn't think of any other way.

After returning, Dai Xi couldn't sleep at all, and didn't know what happened to Fucheng.

She regretted doing this, even if the idea was good, but it was too reckless after all, and made such an older child suffer.

In case the amount is not well grasped, there is really a good or bad, how will she explain to Liangliang then?
Thinking of this, I couldn't fall asleep more and more.

She sat on the sofa for an unknown amount of time, and narrowed her eyes in a daze.

When he vaguely heard something, and then recognized that it was the sound of the door lock opening, Dai Xi had already got up and walked towards the door.

She wanted to see if it was her own door, and who was outside the door.

Or, in fact, if she wasn't sleepy and drowsy, she would know who was outside the door even if she didn't want to use it.

These have not been straightened out, the door has been opened and pushed in from the outside.

Seeing Wei Yanzhi's face, Dai Xi's drowsiness completely disappeared, and his complexion also faded. He turned around and wanted to go back to his bedroom, and then locked the door behind him.

It's just that these things haven't been formed in her mind yet. She just woke up, her legs and feet are bad, and she was pulled back by Wei Yanzhi before she went out a few steps.

"What the hell? What are you running for?" His tone has always been so gloomy and cold.

At this moment, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth, and then he raised his hand extremely ungentlely and brushed the hair from the side of her face.

You could see the faint red marks on her face.