Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"I've changed my mind." The man's voice sounded low.

Yan Nanqing just finished speaking, when he heard this sentence, he looked over the top of Ye Liang's hair and landed on the man in the wheelchair.

"Are you really planning to kill me?" He still seemed to be smiling.

Fan Xiaozheng's voice was very steady, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, "Killing your life is too simple, not challenging."

so?
"It's impossible to let you leave the capital." He continued.

Yan Nanqing took a deep breath, "I said I have to leave?"

As he said that, the strength in his hand became heavier.

Ye Liang could feel the suffocation of his throat being tightened by his arms, and coughed dryly twice, he was serious.

"I can only wrong Mrs. Fan!" Yan Nanqing said.

Ye Liang looked at Fan Xiaozheng who was sitting over there, "Let him go."

If Yan Nanqing stayed here, it would be impossible for Fan Xiaozheng to deal with those desperate people. Even if he could deal with it, he would hurt the enemy one thousand and himself eight hundred.

His own physical condition is like this, how can he fight with others?
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the woman who shared the bed with him. After a few seconds, he opened his lips, "You really know each other?"

It was a question sentence, but he used it in an affirmative tone.

Ye Liang finally understood why he suddenly changed his mind, it was because he had doubts about her before.

She remembered that he had previously interrogated her with a gloomy face about why she was going to Hyatt, and at that time, it happened to be around the time Yan Nanqing left?
When exactly did he start investigating her?
Yan Nanqing looked at the two of them calmly, and already had a plan in mind.

"It's best not to let your people come with you!" Yan Nanqing warned Fan Xiaozheng, the corners of his lips curled up viciously, "She must be very important to you?"

For unimportant people, Fan Xiaozheng would waste time investigating?

"Yeliang." The man also had a warning tone, his eyes locked on her face.

But Ye Liang knew very well that Yan Nanqing had to leave the capital, his foundation was not here, but the people who wanted his life probably gathered together, so he didn't know how he would die.

She also looked directly into the man's eyes, "If he stays here, you will be in trouble."

Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly, "I still have to thank you for thinking about me?"

At this time, logically speaking, Lin Qiaoqiao tried every means to get the two of them divorced, so they should strike while the iron is hot, and mock Ye Liang and green him.

But Lin Qiaoqiao frowned and looked at Fan Xiaozheng, "Azheng, let him go."

The man had a half-smile, and it seemed that the two women who both thought he belonged to were interceding for the same man?
"Are you sure you have enough weight to serve as his shield?"

The man's gaze was fixed on Ye Liang's face again.

She could feel the anger rising in his eyes, which man would act as if nothing had happened when his wife stood in front of other men?

Ye Liang pursed her lips, "When he leaves, you can do whatever you want me to do."

Do anything?
Fan Xiaozheng tightened his knuckles on the armrest, and slowly spit out words, "How did I torture you back then, and I never saw you go all out like this, just for this man?"

She knew he was unhappy, but she couldn't care less about it now.

"What are you waiting for?" She turned her head slightly, speaking to Yan Nanqing.

Yan Nanqing also knew that time was running out, so he strangled her neck and walked to the side, then retreated to the back of the house.

Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair didn't move at all. In the night wind, the man's calm facial features seemed to have been shaved, and his jaw was tight, which could be clearly seen through the mask.

Lin Qiaoqiao sweated a little, and it took a long time before she slowly let go of her palm.

Speaking of which, if it were her, she might not dare to provoke Fan Xiaozheng like this.

……

About two kilometers away from the building, Yan Nanqing and Ye Liang stopped.

"No car?" she asked.

Yan Nanqing covered his abdomen with one hand, "Any movement of all the things under my name is like throwing yourself into a trap."

She frowned slightly, she didn't have a car.

Yan Nanqing smiled, "I only found out today, and you are wise."

She never buys real estate or a car, and never changes her mobile phone and number. She is so cautious that even a dog can't sniff her out.

Ye Liang didn't have time to chat with him, so she took a look at his action of covering the wound, "Gunshot wound?"

Yan Nanqing shook his head, "Dagger."

She nodded her head, indicating that the other party at least did not dare to make a big noise.

Walking over, she fed herself under his shoulders as a support, "Should the person who meets you arrive?"

Yan Nanqing nodded, "Almost, but with your two legs, it's already dawn when we reach the pier."

Who said she was going to walk, she took the phone in the other hand.

"Are you creating?... I will borrow two hours from you."

Yan Nanqing listened to her brief address and hung up the phone.

Then, in less than 10 minutes, two heavy locomotives approached from far to near, and finally stopped in front of them with a beautiful flick.

In one of the cars was a boy who looked to be in his early twenties, with a slender figure and gray medium-length hair highlighted, stopped the car and handed Ye Liang the helmet on his head.

Yan Nanqing also looked at the boy's face at that time, the handsome and delicate face seemed to be aloof from the bottom of his bones.

Always feel so familiar?

"When did you have a younger brother?" Yan Nanqing asked.

As he spoke, he reached for the hard hat that the boy in the other car took out.

In the end, the boy who became his younger brother took it away first, and said coldly: "I didn't prepare for you."

?It was rare for Yan Nanqing to have a question mark on his indifferent face.

Ye Liang put on his hard hat, smiled lightly, "He dislikes being called brother the most."

Nonsense, which man wants to be called brother?
Yan Nanqing was in a hurry and got on another locomotive. He heard Ye Liang pat the boy on the shoulder and said, "Give it to him."

Then, the boy obediently threw the helmet prepared in his car to Yan Nanqing.

The two cars were back on the road, and quickly crossed the night to the other side of the city, leaving almost no trace.

It took less than four and ten minutes to get to the pier.

Yan Nanqing felt a little careless because of the drift, probably because he was old.

"Who is he?" The gray-haired boy took Yeliang's helmet and asked.

She smiled slightly, "Friend."

Yao Guang knew that she didn't want to answer, so he didn't ask further, and he didn't look like a man she could fancy, so he didn't bother to ask again.

"Will it cause you trouble?" Ye Liang asked him.

Yao Guang didn't take it seriously, "No."

"Then go back, thank you." Ye Liang still smiled faintly.

Yao Guang looked at her for a while, and finally nodded, "Be careful."

After the two boys left, Yan Nanqing frowned slightly, looked at her, "How do you plan to deal with him when you go back?"

Facing the night wind, Ye Liang narrowed her eyes slightly, using two rows of beautiful eyelashes to block the wind, "I don't know."

"It's not deliberate provocation, obviously, he checked you a lot, you should leave as soon as possible." Yan Nanqing said.

She nodded silently.

Not long after, the person who responded to Yan Nanqing came, and when he saw her, he was surprised at first, and then he lowered his head and looked away at the same time.

"Bon voyage." She spoke first and left first.