Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Mei Shurang waited for a while in the living room.

He thought that since she was a cannibal with a short mouth, she should say a few nice words to him softly after she finished cleaning up.

If she asked for pocket money, he would give it.

In the end, who knew that when she came out of the kitchen, she didn't even enter the living room. She just greeted him at the door, "I'm going up to rest."

just leave?
Mei Shurang sat there, gradually frowning, why did he feel that he begged her to eat that bowl of noodles?

Pocket money, do you have to wait for him to beg her for it?

How can the old man pick up an orphan girl from the side of the road, maybe he picked up a living ancestor?What's wrong with your temper?
He doesn't serve anymore.

So in the next few days, Mei Shu let himself be taken care of and ignored her.

In the middle, I received a call from the old man, saying that the business trip was postponed, and it was estimated to be less than half a month.

He is naturally happy and comfortable, no one cares about him.

But the person with no pocket money, probably couldn't bear it?

However, a week passed quietly, and occasionally Mei Shurang would see her at home, but neither of them paid any attention to the other.

……

After seven o'clock that night, he had already gone to the clubhouse.

Based on his behavior, he probably has no intention of leaving the clubhouse tonight.

However, he forgot to say hello to the housekeeper, so between eight o'clock and nine o'clock, the housekeeper called her.

"Master, you're not coming back tonight? Do I need to warm up the food for you?"

"No need." Mei Shurang replied casually, ready to hang up.

But suddenly he frowned again.

you?

"She didn't come back for dinner?" he asked.

The housekeeping said: "No, I can't contact the young lady either, so I had to wait for the meal to be ready, but I didn't see anyone until then."

Mei Shurang got up from the sofa, and the woman next to him was half-hanging on him as if she had no bones, "Young Master Mei~ Where are you going? You haven't been here for several days, don't you want to play for a while? "

He pushed the woman back, and hooked the corner of his mouth evilly, "I'll take care of some private matters first, baby! I'll make sure you're comfortable when I come back!"

With that said, he left the room, his thick eyebrows frowned, "Didn't she leave a note or something?"

Housekeeping shook his head, "No."

The man closed his eyes and pressed his hand between his brows.

If it weren't for the fear that the old man would blame him, he really wouldn't want to take care of it. He would go out every day without pocket money, and wouldn't come home in the middle of the night!

While talking here, Mei Shurang heard the housekeeping talking on the phone, "It seems to be back!"

"I'm back, I'm back, young master, should I hang up first?"

When I was about to hang up, I heard her nagging, "Miss, why are you covered in water? Change your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold!"

He hung up the phone and walked to the window, only to find that it was raining outside, and he didn't know how long it had been raining.

She walked back?

Doesn't that man have a car?

Pursing her thin lips, she didn't want to worry about it anymore, so she simply turned around and went back to the box.

The vagueness inside is still lively, the women inside are still charming, and the food and wine are delicious, this is his life.

However, he scanned around and found that the woman who was clinging to him just now was not there, she was quite pretty, she was different from others, and she was a little more pure than this kind of place.

But I didn't realize that kind of temperament was somewhat similar to Sheng An'an's.

"Young Master Mei~" The woman at the side noticed his searching gaze, and pouted her lips displeasedly, "Are you looking for An Tian?"

Then he smiled and touched his cup, "Don't look for it! She only works part-time occasionally, and it's all for money. I seem to have received a call just now, saying that her brother is dying and left in a hurry?"

Mei Shu made Meifeng frowned, "It can't be done?"

An Tian doesn't look too old, so her brother should be young too.

The woman sighed, "I've heard about it before. It seems that her younger brother had a high fever and was negligent, which caused complications and damaged the brain nerves. It cost a lot of money!"

"Hey, that's why, everyone has their own life, sometimes a cold can kill half of your life if you don't pay attention!"

Mei Shurang's movements of sipping the red wine paused.

Suddenly, the housekeeper said that Sheng An'an was in the rain.

If she didn't have any money on her, she would sleep alone in the villa at night, and if she had a high fever...?
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth again, what does it matter to him?

Continue to drink his wine, continue to play his games, continue to 'tune' the woman beside him.

It went on like this until twelve o'clock at night.

Mei Shurang stood by the window before, with his hand resting on the window sill, and a cigarette flickered on and off at his fingertips.

One hand in his pocket.

For men, smoking is nothing more than to relieve worries and boredom.

He had nothing to worry about, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned. After a while, he went back to the private room and took his mobile phone.

Finally, he called home.

The phone at home is in the living room, but no matter what, she should be able to hear it ringing over and over again?

However, he called five or six times, but there was no movement on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he went back to the private room to get his coat, and there was still a woman entangled with him, still smiling wickedly, "Another day! I'm in a hurry tonight, remember to ask your manager for a red envelope!"

Every time he consumes, the amount will not be small, but the clubhouse stipulates that he must go through the manager.

It took him less than 10 minutes to get home from the clubhouse.

I didn't even open the umbrella when I got out of the car, and strode directly into the house, and then went upstairs.

Skillful.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Sheng An'an's bedroom door open. She walked out in her pajamas, and stopped when she saw him.

Mei Shurang was inexplicably relieved to see her alive.

The next second immediately turned cold, "Are you dead? Can't you hear the phone ringing for so long?"

Sheng Anan looked puzzled, "The sound insulation at home is so good, what am I listening to?"

He had nothing to say, so he could only snort coldly: "I thought you were dead!"

She raised her eyebrows, "Young Master Mei is looking forward to my death every day, so I have to live a good life and spend as much time as possible to compete with you!"

After she finished speaking, she passed him by. She was really thirsty, so she had to get up to drink water.

Mei Shurang had just returned from the clubhouse, and her body smelled the most of alcohol and tobacco, so when she walked by, even she could clearly distinguish the girlish fragrance on her body.

Obviously the shampoo used is the same brand.

After a while, she came up from downstairs again, turning a blind eye to him and preparing to go back to the room, but Mei Shurang reached out and grabbed his wrist and led her back.

Sheng An'an didn't like being touched by others, Liu Mei frowned suddenly, and began to struggle.

Mei Shurang drank wine, her temper was like that, plus she was unhappy all night, the more she struggled, the tighter he squeezed her.

Her wrist is very thin, her skin is soft, it is very comfortable to hold, and she can exert strength very well. With a cold face, "Give me the number of your male classmate!"