My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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The Dragon King didn't mind and replied, "You were looking for me. Is there something you need?"

Xie Linfuan recalled the important matter and quickly adjusted his expression. "I'm here to tell you …" "Xiao Xin'er has gone to Hua Hai."

"Just say that you want to go play. I want to ask you, do you want to send someone to follow her?" "You also know that this girl is no pushover..." Xie Linyuan smiled bitterly.

"Follow?" How can I … Unless I go myself, no one will be able to discover me. "The Dragon King shook his head." Forget it, as long as nothing happens, we don't need to worry about it … "

… ….

After spending the night with Ning Xuemo, Ye Fan left the Purple Leaf Tea House the next day full of energy.

He didn't go to work either. Unless there was something special, he had nothing to do at work.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, went to Du Yun'er's new home, because when Ye Fan remembered that tomorrow was Christmas, he still wanted to give some gifts to the children in the orphanage.

Du Yun'er had taken a leave of absence for half a day and was waiting for him at the entrance of the district.

Dressed in a black suit with a brown fur collar and black tights at the bottom, Du Yun'er's tall figure and refined appearance made her look even more fresh and beautiful.

After getting on the car, Du Yun'er sweetly smiled and habitually asked, "Brother Ye Fan, what time did you get up? Did you come from home?"

"No, from Purple Leaf Tea House, not far away..." Ye Fan said.

The smile on Du Yun'er's face froze, "Oh, it's Sister Ning's …"

Ye Fan also realized the particularity of this problem. He was too embarrassed to say that he was driven out of the car by Su Qingxue yesterday, so he could only say, "Yun'er, do you think I'm a bastard?"

"But according to common sense, I should be the kind of man who steps on many boats, right?" Ye Fan said self-deprecatingly.

Du Yun'er pursed her lips, "I don't know either, but I think there's still a difference between you and those trash men …"

"Oh? What's the difference? " Ye Fan asked.

"At least you aren't a swindler. Sister Ning and the others should know about your matters, and they should be willing to follow you. I feel that as long as they're happy, there's nothing much to say. People have the right to choose their own way of life, don't they?" Du Yun'er lamented.

Ye Fan was surprised for a moment. He didn't expect the conservative Du Yun'er to say something like this, "Yun'er, do you really think so?"

Although Selina didn't specify what you look like overseas, but... "I feel that you and Selina are not ordinary people, so it would be hard to use the normal rules and regulations to restrain you …"

Ye Fan sighed. After hearing the girl's words, he relaxed quite a bit. At the very least, Du Yun'er wouldn't despise him as a "brother" just because of his private life.

"If my wife thinks the same way as you, then I won't have to worry about it." Ye Fan sighed.

Du Yun'er blinked her eyes and carefully asked, "Brother Ye Fan … …" Did you and Miss Su have a fight? "

"Did you see that?"

"You left with Miss Su last night, but today you're coming from Sister Ning's place. Although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid either …" Du Yun'er pouted.

Ye Fan awkwardly smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do, I don't know how to coax her, but it's already Christmas tomorrow. I originally wanted to spend the holiday with her, but now it seems that there is no hope..."

"En, I think after a while, she will feel better." Ye Fan had a helpless look on his face.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go buy those gifts. What's the trend of these days?" Ye Fan asked.

Du Yun'er smiled, "What can be different about what a child likes? Toys, dolls, delicious foods, that's all."

"I don't really understand either. Yun'er, you lead the way, I'll just pay you." Ye Fan laughed and started to drive away with his foot on the accelerator.

At noon, the two of them arrived at the Ivy Academy. Du Yun'er was busy helping to cook, while Ye Fan was taking out a gift to give to the orphans.

Dean Li Shuhua came out from the kitchen. She seemed to have aged a lot, and her face was covered with more wrinkles. Her bloated body was still thinner, but the old lady still had a smile on her face when she saw Ye Fan playing with the kids.

"Ye Fan, you are too considerate. Don't come for your workday. You spent so much money to repair the orphanage, so why are you buying these gifts?" Principal Li said.

After Ye Fan had distributed the gifts, he looked at the children who were playing with the new toys and smiled in satisfaction, "The money for the repairs is one thing, but buying Christmas presents for the children is another.

Back then, he had experienced such a period. He knew that no matter how many gifts he gave, they would not be able to heal the wounds in his heart. A few small things would give them hope to live a little longer, so why not? "

Mentioning Song Xinghe, Ye Fan frowned. Recalling the news he heard on the ship to the Leviathan, he had an ominous feeling.

During lunch time, Dean Li naturally asked about Ye Fan's recent life, especially the relationship between husband and wife after marriage.

Speaking of this, Ye Fan was a bit depressed. Principal Li was an experienced man, so he asked about what happened. Ye Fan could only say that Ye Fan had gotten into some trouble with his wife and was still having a cold war.

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Principal, if apologizing can solve it, then I don't need to have such a headache."

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment. He felt that Dean Li was like his family and elders, there was nothing to hide. Moreover, Du Yun'er already knew about it, so he told her about Su Qingxue's identity.

Even though President Li has seen a lot of storms, hearing that Ye Fan actually married the Chairman of the Embroidery Group, he was still very surprised. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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