Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

After she finished speaking, she went up so calmly.

Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair stopped at the entrance, his thin lips were slightly pursed, he raised his eyes to look at her back for a while, and his brows gradually came together.

The only eyes that can see emotions are deep and dark.

It took a long time before the man changed his shoes, and then the wheelchair went inside.

He didn't go directly to the living room, nor did he ask for water or fruit, but went into the elevator and went upstairs.

Mama Zhang pouted slightly, asked the servant to put the fruit plate in the living room, and then waved her hand, "Get off work! Go back after cleaning the kitchen."

After all, she has been here for many years and has served him for many years, so Mama Zhang is well versed in the temper of the hostess. Even if the husband didn't take off his mask just now, that emotion has overflowed silently.

upstairs.

Ye Liang was in the dressing room, she had just put on her skirt, and the zipper on the side hadn't been fixed yet, when she suddenly saw a man appearing at the door behind her in the mirror, she was startled.

She turned around and looked at the man in the wheelchair, then gradually calmed down her heartbeat and continued to fix the zipper.

"There are no clothes for you here." He should change clothes too.

But he stepped back, making way for her.

Ye Liang tidied up her clothes and took a few steps outside, only to find that the man's gaze had been fixed on her.

She couldn't turn a blind eye, so she stopped and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair leaned against the balcony, as if it was easier to see her expression there.

Ye Liang stood not far from the dressing table, seeing him move over there, of course his face turned at an angle there.

Then he heard the man's calm voice, and asked again: "What did you go to Seven Oaks Villa for?"

Originally, I still wanted to ask this.

She laughed again, but the smile was not very good-looking, "Then what are you worried about?"

Ye Liang tilted her face slightly, the light in the bedroom shone on her face, and her long hair, which was nearly twenty-eight inches long, fell down in fine pieces, revealing a shadow.

Bright and dark are intertwined, and the voice is also tossed and tuned, "Are you worried that I will let Ye Shuang watch Miss Lin's every move? See when you date her, when you eat, when you go to bed?"

"Ye Liang!" The man's voice was deep and deep, and he stared at her with gloomy brows.

The smile on her soft lips also disappeared.

Looking at him seriously, "I really don't have to do this kind of thing, so you really don't have to worry about how I treat Miss Lin."

But the man didn't intend to just be fooled.

"Stuff one night for no reason, just play?"

Ye Liang simply nodded, "If you must have a reason, then just do whatever you think."

She thought a lot today, was a little tired, and wanted to take a bath.

Regarding the matter between Fan Weilan and Ye Shuang, she didn't intend to say that it was a family matter of the Ye family, and it was a scandal.

It's okay to embarrass Ye Shuang's family outside, but she doesn't think it's necessary to throw it in front of Fan Xiaozheng.

But the man didn't intend to end the conversation just like that.

"What am I going to do at Seven Oaks Villa tonight, you have no interest in knowing?" The deeper he got, the more magnetic his voice flowed word by word behind him.

It could be heard that he was suppressing some emotions.

Ye Liang didn't know where his emotions came from, was it because she interrupted his time with Lin Qiaoyou?

She simply walked over, sat on a chair on the balcony, and looked at him.

"I wonder, will you tell me?"

The man pursed his thin lips, stared at her for a long time, and then touched his thin lips, "Do you really want to know?"

Ye Liang really didn't know what he was going to do, so her two beautiful eyebrows also slightly frowned, "Can you just say it straight?"

Fan Xiaozheng pursed his thin lips even tighter.

He didn't even seem to understand why he was unhappy, a sponge was stuffed in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down.

Is it because she clearly saw him at Lin Qiaoqiao's place, yet she was so calm?
But he knew very well that, at least in the past, she would be sensitive and caring about Lin Youqiao's affairs.

"Didn't I already say that?" After a while, the man spoke again, his facial features were slightly tense, and his voice became a bit cold, "If you want to get away from me safely, learn to please me."

Yeliang first digested his words for a while.

Then the soft eyebrows tightened a little. Is it because she didn't respond today?

What does it mean to please him?
He appeared at Lin Qiaoqiao's place without saying hello, and their conversation ended as soon as she went there. Unless she had no heart, how could she not feel uncomfortable?

Then, she can show it to him if she is uncomfortable?

This is called pleasing?

Pretty much digging his own grave.

Seeing the man still staring at her, she could only say: "Then what do you want me to do? Cry, make trouble, and hang yourself?"

She smiled herself first, "Don't men hate women who make trouble like this? What kind of pleasing is this?"

The man's teeth are clenched, "so let you learn to please."

Just let her figure it out on her own?

Ye Liang closed her eyes, she really didn't know what this man was going to do tonight, in short, something must have provoked him, but she really didn't know where it was, and she didn't bother to think about it.

Simply stood up again, "Then please ask Mr. Fan to help me think it over, come out and tell me, I will do it, and come as I can to please you, okay?"

The moment she finished speaking, she put away all the expressions on her face, probably because of her patience.

But the man in the wheelchair was not much better than her, even uglier than her face, his cold lips were pursed into a thread.

Just when she was about to leave angrily, he pulled her over.

Ye Liang was originally unhappy and bored, but after a while she became a little irritable, her steps were not small, and at the same time, she was defenseless.

All of a sudden, he was turned around by the strength of the man, and his right foot hit the wheelchair he had parked there.

Even though the body was stabilized by the man, but the heartbeat suddenly increased, the emotion finally did not hold back.

"Fan Xiaozheng, what do you want to do?!" She raised her tone angrily, and instinctively pushed him with both hands.

If she couldn't push it away, she pushed harder, but he was imprisoned without saying a word, and she was so angry that she raised her fist and beat him on the chest.

But the man still kept his mouth shut, without saying a word, letting her sudden emotion rain down, and clasped her shoulders with both hands.

Because he couldn't break free, Ye Liang was very angry, his breath went up and down, and he stared at him fiercely.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Her tone was already very bad, and her voice continued to rise, "You go to the woman who is looking for you. At this time, you still want me to play tricks because of this jealousy. Are you happy?"

"What the hell is this!" she was literally yelling at the end.

After yelling, it didn't seem to be very good. His chest was heaving with anger, and he stared at the man in front of him.