Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Several directors looked at each other and wanted to say a few more words, but some of them winked and shook their heads, so no one said anything more.

"That's fine, since Mr. Fan said he's fine, we'll believe him."

The people in the conference room dispersed one after another.

Sheng Qiu sat on his seat for a while, took a deep breath, and then let it out heavily, then took his mobile phone and left the meeting room.

On the other side, a famous mansion with mountains and rivers.

Fan Xiaozheng hung up the phone and continued to sit on the sofa for a few minutes.

The glass of water in front of me has bottomed out.

He just got up and walked upstairs.

The whole villa was very quiet, and her room was even more surprisingly quiet.

Fan Xiaozheng stood at the door of her bedroom for a while, and then walked in.

While standing there, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't have the urge to review the behavior he had just returned, but he also went through what happened just now in his mind.

Entering the room, he glanced around and saw no one.

But when he heard a slight movement in the locker room, he turned around and walked over there.

She is arranging clothes.

But servants should do these things every day, so how could they be useful?

Therefore, Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

Ye Liang didn't look back at him, her mood was flat, and her tone of voice was also flat.

Said: "I've made it clear, since you have to obstruct me in everything I do, then I really have no reason to follow your arrangement."

After speaking, she turned around and looked at him coldly, "Why? Isn't it."

The man stood at the door of the dressing room and looked at her, "Why, are you planning to break up with me again?"

It can be seen that he rested for a while, and his whole state has improved a lot, without the forbearable violence and suppressed irritability just now.

Although the voice is still deep, it is much more mellow and mellow.

But it doesn't matter to her.

"Of course I know I can't beat you." She was indeed very calm.

"Then you still making trouble?" Fan Xiaozheng took two steps over, reaching out to take away the clothes she was folding.

She didn't rob him.

I just looked at him, smiled, and said, "I didn't intend to fight with you. Don't you care about the honor of the capital? It's a pity that this honor is now in my hands alone."

Ye Liang stopped, took a small step back, and met his eyes, neither humble nor overbearing, "You said that I can submit an exchange condition, I have made up my mind."

The man's expression was slightly calm, and he didn't speak.

I just heard her continue: "I want to get engaged to Wen He and continue to finish what I want to do. I can help you research medicine, but I don't want to continue living in your birdcage."

Know what he will say.

She interrupted directly: "If you must tie me here, it's fine. I don't eat or drink, I don't do research, and I will be exhausted anyway. I am younger than you. Let's see who will be exhausted first?"

The man said abruptly: "Am I getting old?"

Ye Liang paused.

No reason.

"Your freedom is not restricted, but you must live here and continue to do research here, how about that?" Then, Fan Xiaozheng spoke again.

Ye Liang looked at him.

It's a suspicious look.

Emphasize, "I want to get engaged to Wen He."

"On the premise of being able to guard oneself like a jade." He added plainly and naturally.

She pulled her soft lips, "It's already like this, why should we have such an unpleasant fight?"

"Are you unhappy?" The man looked like he had lost his memory. He stepped forward a little bit, and raised his hand, not knowing where he wanted to caress her.

Ye Liang ruthlessly escaped.