Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"How much did you charge him?" Immediately afterwards, Fan Xiaozheng asked.

Although there was instinctive displeasure in his eyes as a man, there was not enough gloom in his voice.

Ye Liang was a little puzzled, "What?"

After a while, I realized a little bit, "I didn't take money from anyone."

That man didn't want her to marry Fan Xiaozheng. Although she didn't know the specific reason, he didn't necessarily want to do something that would be misunderstood by talking about it.

In the end, Ye Liangrou frowned slightly, looking at Fan Xiaozheng.

"How did you know?"

The man just took off his mask slowly and placed it in a specific position on the wheelchair, without seeming to answer her.

Or don't bother to answer at all.

It was precisely because of his attitude that Ye Liang tightened the chopsticks in his hand, "Didn't you say that you would stop following me and probe into my privacy?"

The man on the other side of the table twitched his lips slightly, "If you say it, you must do it? I don't seem to make a promise."

She was choked with anger and didn't know what to say, staring straight at him.

"What the hell do you mean?"

The man finally raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on her face, "No matter what the marriage is, since you are my woman, there are certain limits that you must never touch, understand?"

Ye Liang put down her chopsticks, with a serious expression on her face, "I haven't."

Again, he didn't respond, but was about to start eating.

What does he mean by this?
Ignore her pleas?Or was it that no matter what she said, he had no intention of believing it?

The restaurant was kind of quiet.

"Don't you trust me at all?" After a while, she looked at him and asked, with a bit of disappointment in her voice.

Although they can't talk about feelings, she can absolutely guarantee their loyalty to marriage.

"Are you worthy of my trust?" The man raised his eyes again, his gaze settled, and asked.

Ye Liang felt his heart froze all of a sudden.

"I thought that the first time you insulted me in the video incident, you didn't pursue it again because you trusted me from now on. Am I wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Fan Xiaozheng really nodded, and said in a low voice, "Mei Shurang decomposed the video, and the woman on it is your sister, so naturally there is nothing to pursue."

Cool night?

Ye Liang was a little surprised, but when he thought about the scene in the hotel that day, Ye Shuang's private life was only chaotic, so he was not surprised at all.

What she was thinking at the moment was that he didn't trust her in the first place.

"Then what are we?" She didn't know how to define the man in front of her for a while.

But the man's tone was steady, "Naturally they are husband and wife."

"Husband and wife?" Ye Liang finally couldn't help laughing, with self-mockery, "I'm afraid I'll insult this beautiful term."

She stared at him for a while.

After a while, he said lightly: "You went to Nanlin City to see Lin Qiaoqiao, right? Are you going to transfer her to the capital?"

The movements in Fan Xiaozheng's hands stopped.

Looking at her, "You have always been aware of her existence, how many times are you going to make trouble because of her?"

Ye Liang smiled lightly, "I didn't plan to make a fuss, I was just curious, how many wives does Mr. Fan have, and do the doctors and nurses call her your wife? Are you the husband and wife you mentioned?"

The man put down the chopsticks in his hand.

The two of them were so relatively cold, and neither seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, but they were both equally indifferent.

In the end, it was Fan Xiaozheng who opened his thin lips slightly, "She wants to be cured, and you understand it and accept it, so what is the meaning of this?"

Yeliang nodded, "Yes, so, if you don't have feelings for her, what's the point of you hiding it from me?"

The man's thin lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes finally turned cold.

After a while, he said coldly: "I promised to love you, and there is no one else in my heart, huh?"

She was stunned again, and all the expressions on her face faded away like a tide.

Yeah, when did he promise to love her?Promised that since she was his wife, he would have no one else in his heart?
long time.

"I forgot." She said in a low voice.

Fan Xiaozheng watched her get up suddenly, the desolation on her face aroused his nameless irritability.

"Stand!"

His gloomy tone was ignored, and Ye Liang continued to walk out.

She vaguely heard the sound of the wheelchair colliding with the table and chairs, but she still held back and didn't answer.

But in the next second, his wrist was suddenly strangled, and his body was brought back.

Looking at each other, she raised her face slightly to see the fury of the man's facial features, and she may not be a good-tempered person, so no matter how tightly he squeezed her wrist, she struggled silently.

Fan Xiaozheng knew that she was easily hurt, so he had to let go, but took advantage of the situation to push her against the wall.

Ye Liang was forced to take several steps back, and stopped when she was pressed against the wall, "Let go, I don't want to talk to you about anything now."

"Can't tell?" He lowered his eyebrows and fixed his eyes deeply on her, "My woman, a man with whom I don't know much outside, accepts huge sums of money, huh?"

She stared straight at him, "I said, I didn't!"

"Evidence." The man's lips were cold.

Ye Liang smiled unknowingly, once the time comes to prove trust with evidence, even proving innocence is pointless.

She simply knocked off his arm supporting her side and was about to leave.

But she grabbed her wrist again, this time with a stronger force than before, pressing her to the wall all at once, and her breath followed.

"Slept with him?" The voice was low and full of depression, as if she wanted to ask a long time ago, but she held back for a long time.

After all, her resistance at this moment did not make him bear it any longer.

Ye Liang looked into his eyes in disbelief, thinking she had heard wrong.

Fan Xiaozheng couldn't bear to see her eyes like this, and it was the same in the two previous times when this kind of issue was involved.

For a moment, she laughed, and said coldly: "If you don't believe me, why do you still ask?"

"Fan Xiaozheng." It felt like she hadn't called him that for a while, "There is no foundation between us, Miss Lin should wake up soon..."

"It's better to swallow what you want to say!" But he interrupted her coldly.

With a deep voice: "Build without a foundation."

Ye Liang looked him in the eye frankly.

He answered very seriously and calmly: "I have no thoughts and no confidence."

In other words, it's the same as she doesn't want to.

Fan Xiaozheng's complexion changed, she was about to leave and was imprisoned again, "Who do you have thoughts and confidence in, huh?"

She didn't even bother to say a word.

But she wanted to avoid him with all her heart, but it aroused the man's possessive desire. She pinched her chin and kissed her overwhelmingly.

Ye Liang froze for a while, and then pushed him out desperately.

No matter how thin she was, the strength in her anger was not that small, but she didn't expect that she would really push him away, and even threw him to the ground all at once.

The air suddenly froze.

After waking up, no matter how angry she was, she panicked in her heart. Remembering that he had stood for a long time just now, she must have been unable to withstand the push.

"Sir!" Sheng Chun didn't know when he appeared, he walked in quickly, and hurried over to push the wheelchair.

Then Fan Xiaozheng was put on the wheelchair, and from the beginning to the end, she stood aside and did nothing.

When Sheng Chun pushed him out, he glanced at her, but didn't say hello.

She knew it was her fault.

The restaurant was completely quiet, she leaned against the wall without moving for a while, thinking about Sheng Chun's eyes, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She didn't mean to.

She didn't eat any more dinner, and she didn't even eat breakfast the next day, so she went out directly.

Feeling indescribably depressed.

Standing at the door of that hotel room, he didn't dare to ring the door, so he knocked on the door directly.

When the man opens the door, it can be seen that he is in a bad mood, please don't disturb the idlers.

"So early, who messed with you?"

Ye Liang entered the door and stared at him, "What did you tell him?"

"He?" The man should have just woken up, and the belt of his nightgown was tied slowly, "" I have a lot of people to talk to in a day, who do you ask?
Yeliang didn't like his tricks, "Is it so difficult to see that my marriage is peaceful?"

The man nodded, "That's the truth."

"Just for this, you went to chew on the roots of your ears?" She frowned softly.

The man smiled, "How do you know that Fan Xiao Zhengfei is not looking for me?"

Ye Liang's expression was unavoidable, "Do you know each other?"

"Did I say we don't know each other?"

But Ye Liang felt it was impossible.

"You are from Nanlin, he is from the capital, not to mention, how can a person like you know him?"

The man smiled deeper, "What kind of person am I? Dark? Shameful?"

He sat on the sofa and looked at her, "Maybe your man is darker, more ruthless, and less visible than me?"

Ye Liang took away the cup he was about to pour, and threw it back on the coffee table.

"So, Yan Nanqing, what did you tell him?"

The man raised his hand to pick his ears, and looked at her with a smile, "Are you angry?"

He likes to call other people's names when he is angry.

He was able to relax more and more, leaning back on the sofa and spreading his arms, "It doesn't matter what I say, he doesn't need to listen."

"Don't say?" Ye Liang turned his feet and planned to leave.

Yan Nanqing frowned. He understood her temper. If she was upset, she could disown her relatives, and she definitely had the strength to do so.

Lin Jingyou was really dead.

"I didn't say much, I just mentioned a few words about our long past, and told him to take good care of you."

Yeliang is so easy to fool?

A pair of watery eyes stared at him coldly.

Yan Nanqing traced the Meimei peak with his fingertips, feeling a little guilty, "He has a good figure, but is there a mole on his back?"

She already gritted her teeth slightly angrily, "Are you crazy?"