The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Only then did Li Fan go to see Zhuang Xinqing.

At this moment, Zhuang Xinqing was in a state of embarrassment. She was pulling the mud off her body and rubbing her red arm.

She looked tearful again.

Li Fan was helping her organize her clothes, but when he saw her acting like this again, he turned cold and said, "I told you, don't cry. You won't cry in the future. You can't remember my words." Yes or no?"

Zhuang Xinqing hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and the mud on her hands was stained on her face. Her face, which was originally fair, was now covered with mud, looking ridiculous and embarrassed. She tried her best to squeeze out a smile, "I, I No crying."

Li Fan snorted coldly and stopped caring about her. He just said coldly: "Leave quickly."

Zhuang Xinqing followed him, feeling regret and hatred in her heart.

He met several adults on the road, and Li Fan wanted to say hello to them as usual, but they all took a detour when they saw him, and no one paid him any attention.

He had raised his hand, but now he dropped it again, his face looking gloomy and scary.

Several people who were good friends with him now don't want to pay attention to him.

He closed his eyes, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Zhuang Xinqing gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Fan, otherwise, we don't want to live in the village. Those people will look down on us."

"Where can I live if I don't live in the village? You have money, and I have money in return?" Li Fan turned around and yelled at Zhuang Xinqing, "It's all you, why did you let me do something worse than a pig or a dog? "

Zhuang Xinqing wanted to argue that he had agreed to it in the first place, and it was Qin Zheng who he was jealous of first, but she didn't dare to say it and could only hang her head and say nothing.

Li Fan tugged at her clothes and said, "Hurry up, what's the ink mark on?"

Zhuang Xinqing could only follow him and walk forward quickly.

After returning home, Li Fan wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he found that it was also an ice pot and a cold stove.

He was very angry.

He went to the house to get food and prepare to cook. When he saw Zhuang Xinqing, he remembered the pancakes and egg custard Zhuang Xinqing had made before. He called her, "Come here and cook."

Zhuang Xinqing pointed at herself, "You, you asked me to cook?"

"What's wrong? You can't cook? I married you to become an ancestor? Go and cook. From now on, you will cook all the food in the house. My mother is old, so don't let her cook all day long." Li Fan suddenly became filial.

Zhuang Xinqing opened her mouth to speak, but Li Fan's eyes widened and he raised his hand to slap her, "Hurry up."

Zhuang Xinqing raised her hands to protect her face in fear and ran towards the kitchen.

Li Fan went to lie down in the room, and Zhuang Xinqing stood in the kitchen for a while, tears streaming down her face again, but she had no other choice but to start cooking.

When Aunt Li and Li Xuemei came back, Zhuang Xinqing had already baked cornmeal pancakes, fried dried radish, boiled a cabbage, and added some salt to make soup.

She put the food on the table and called Li Fan softly, "Brother Fan, it's time to eat."

Li Fan looked at the food on the table and snorted coldly, "You did a good job. I was just too spoiled by you before."

After saying that, he jumped down from the kang and called Aunt Li, "Mom, it's time to eat."

Aunt Li didn't answer him.

He knocked on Li Xuemei's door again, "Sister, it's time to eat."

Li Xuemei quickly opened the door, looked at Li Fan, and said coldly: "We have separated, and you are no longer my brother."

Li Fan pursed his lips and said in a soft voice: "Sister, it was my brother who was wrong before..."

"You're right." Before Li Fan could finish, Li Xuemei interrupted him, "I was wrong. I thought my brother would protect me. It turned out that I was wrong. My brother was the one who hurt me the most. Call me the worst."