Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

At first, even if Mei Shurang saw someone peeping at her, she just glanced at her, her thin lips pursed slightly, but she remained indifferent.

Sheng An'an was still not aware of it, and concentrated on picking up the documents, occasionally opening them to take a look.

She bent over, her smooth black hair slipped down, blocking her view, and then she pinned it with her hands.

In this way, the vision of the man who peeked at her is even better.

Mei Shurang looked away, took a breath, and frowned.

When he turned back again, he saw that the man had taken out his phone, and without thinking about it, he knew that he wanted to take a sneak shot, so Mei Shu put his hands in his trouser pockets.

He held that position for no more than three seconds, and finally turned back into the shop with big strides.

"What are you doing?...Hello!" The man's voice suddenly sounded out of embarrassment in the quiet bookstore.

With the books next to it being thrown to the ground with a "crash".

Just as Sheng Anan was going to get a document, the table in front of her tilted to the bottom. She frowned and retracted her hand

Looking at the man who was thrown onto the table by Mei Shurang by his collar.

"Mobile phone." Mei Shurang stared at the man with a cold expression, speaking concisely.

Men naturally wouldn't be so obedient, "I don't know why! Are you blatantly grabbing your phone? Is there any reason? You look like a dog... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was already punched.

Mei Shu opened his clenched hand again, and said in a cold voice, "I'm impatient, I either enter the game or take it out."

The man gritted his teeth, looking at so many people around him, he somehow knew it was embarrassing, "You, let me go first... ah!"

Another punch.

There are more and more people watching the excitement around.

Sheng Anan went around from the opposite side, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Forget it!"

When Mei Shurang heard this, he immediately lost his temper.

It's fine for her to pretend to be weak in front of the old man at home, but she's obviously not a little white rabbit in front of him. At this time, she has suffered a disadvantage, and she still wants to make peace?

"Mobile phone!" Mei Shurang looked at the man holding it in his hand again.

The man looked at Sheng An'an next to him, "I didn't see anything... Eh!"

Mei Shurang was really bad-tempered today, and punched him again.

But this time, the man had learned from the past, and suddenly turned his head away, and Mei Shu let this circle hit the table heavily.

Hearing the sound of "Boom!", Sheng An'an's heart tightened.

It's a real effort, is he venting here the anger that she has held up all this time?

Fortunately, the man was beaten until the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he didn't dare to provoke Mei Shurang's temper, so he obediently took out his phone.

Mei Shurang grabbed the phone, "Password."

After the man said four numbers, he unlocked his phone, clicked on the photo album, and saw two photos of Sheng An'an secretly taken.

With a swipe of your fingertips, delete it directly.

He moved very quickly, because there were all onlookers around him.

But he can see clearly enough for himself. From that angle, the outline inside the collar of her shirt is clearly photographed. In the second photo, a pale pink halo can even be vaguely seen.

So, when he clicked on the deleted photos to do the final clearing, Mei Shurang frowned slightly, and the speed became faster and faster.

After thinking about it, when he deleted the photos, he saw that the man still had a lot of historical photos secretly taken in his cell phone.

Feeling upset, Pi Li Pa La deleted another pass, then directly threw the phone on the man's forehead, turned and walked out.

When I got to the counter, I took my wallet and took out a small stack of tickets.

Turning around, she found that Sheng An'an hadn't followed her, so she frowned, "Have you taken root?"

Sheng Anan pursed his lips, followed him, and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "I haven't bought the materials yet!"

"No need." Mei Shao threw a sentence.

Taking another step, he realized that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by her. With his style, without thinking too much, he raised his hand and knocked her hand off, and then left without thinking.

Sheng An'an still gave him a set of materials, and the boss didn't ask for money when he paid the bill, after all, Mei Shurang's package just now was enough.

Back in the car.

Sheng An'an put the materials into her schoolbag, and held the schoolbag in her arms.

Mei Shurang started the car with a cold face, and the cabin was extremely quiet, depressingly quiet.

She turned her head to look at him, just in time to see the skin on the back of his right hand, which should have been scratched on the table just now.

The skin was rolled up, revealing scarlet flesh, but it didn't bleed much, it hurt even looking at it.

"Come across the clinic on the way and deal with it." She said calmly.

Mei Shurang didn't pay attention at all, and went home without stopping the car.

The housekeeping aunt was cooking, and when she heard the two of them coming back, she came out of the kitchen with a smile, "Master, Miss are back? The husband said that he won't come back to eat tonight, so I will cook two less dishes, so I will cook them later, and there may be more half an hour."

Mei Shu entered the door without even raising his eyelids.

Sheng An'an had no choice but to answer with a light smile: "It's okay, don't worry! Take your time."

"Okay!" Housekeeping smiled. She liked Miss very much. She was beautiful, gentle, and well-behaved. She always spoke softly when talking to others.

The Mei family does not have a regular servant, but an aunt will come over to cook dinner every day, and someone will come to clean at a fixed time every week.

Sheng An'an likes this model quite a bit. When there should be no one, there is no one at home, and there is enough privacy.

Mei Shurang was in the living room, putting his hand on the side of the trash can, unscrewed the alcohol and was about to pour it up, just like washing his hands.

Sheng An'an frowned when she saw it, and quickly walked over to stop him, and brought over the alcohol, "Is there no iodine?"

He didn't speak, and she looked for it from the medicine box by herself.

Then I took a cotton ball and dipped it in iodine to help him clean up the area around the wound, "If it hurts, tell me, I can lighten it up."

In fact, the movement is already very light.

Mei Shurang remained expressionless, and let her do it.

When he saw that she was almost done, he lowered his eyebrows and took a look, just in time to see that the back of her hand was red with some fingerprints.

Meifeng frowned slightly.

Obviously he did it.

In the past few months, Mei Shu also knew that she had always had a bad habit of picking at the corners of other people's clothes, especially when crossing the road.

Just now, I was irritated, and my subordinates beat me directly without seriousness, and I didn't pay attention.

Sheng An'an didn't hear an answer when she talked to him, so she raised her head and glanced at him.

I found that he was staring at my hand, so I followed suit and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's a skin problem, it doesn't hurt that much."

"It's made of mud?" Mei Shurang's eyes were cold.

She frowned slightly, as long as she didn't expect him to apologize, it's still up to her?

So he replied, "It's made of water."

Mei Shurang was taken aback for a moment, then twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly.Sure enough, she wasn't pretending that the old man wasn't there.