A Different Husband Every Day

His voice was very sharp, and the reporters who had been overwhelmed by Rong Fan's aura immediately recovered. They rushed forward, squeezing the guards who were blocking them to the door, and the white light flashed continuously, Rong Fan just paused. Just move on.

"Rong Shao, I heard that your wife often appears in mental hospitals recently and communicates happily with mental patients. Is it because your wife is mentally ill, so she was accidentally injured and was used by someone who wanted to send us photos?"

This one was obviously the only voice speaking for Rong Fan, but it literally caught Rong Fan's footsteps. He turned around and slowly took off his glasses, revealing his impeccable face and deep, silent eyes. , Looked at the female reporter who asked the question without any emotion.

The female reporter met this pair of charming eyes that seemed to have a pair of ecstatic whirlpools, and her cheeks instantly turned red, but she saw Rong Fan walking towards her step by step, stopping only five steps away from her.

When the female reporter's heart was about to beat out, Rong Fan's soothing sound like Qingquan's hitting jade completely broke her heart: "Yes, I am domestic violence."

Yes, I have a domestic violence.

In a word, Shi Po Tian was shocked, the man who used to be as perfect as the gods in countless women's hearts easily admitted such a thing, and everyone who was expecting or not expecting Rong Fan to acknowledge was stupid on the spot.

Rong Fan still calmly turned around, walked into the inner hall, and entered the exclusive elevator.

"Chairman, how can you admit it, you don't have any, everything is madam she..."

Standing behind Rong Fan, his special assistant Ai Leng, the driver of Shicai driving eagerly saw Rong Fan's cold eyes from the elevator door that could be used as a mirror, and immediately closed his mouth.

On Rong Fan's right arm, Liang Xuzhou pushed his glasses, and shook his head to Ai Leng who was still trying to talk.

The elevator opened, Rong Fan stepped out of the elevator, stepped on the soft carpet, stopped, and said to Liang Xuzhou: "You go to the court."

Not only Ai Ling but even Liang Xuzhou was stunned, and immediately Ai Leng was excited: "Chairman, you finally figured it out and are finally willing to leave..."

Before the word divorce was uttered, Rong Fan suddenly turned around, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes that had been silent and condensed: "I don't need employees who presumptuously speculate about the boss."

After speaking, Rong Fan turned around and walked towards the office.

Looking at Rong Fan's upright and straight back, Ai Leng had a lingering fear, and looked at Liang Xuzhou bitterly: "I guessed wrong?"

"It's not a mistake, but a big mistake." Liang Xuzhou looked at him sympathetically, "Unless our boss is dead, we will never divorce a woman named Xia Ran in our entire life. Even if we want to divorce, we must first Let Lawyer Mo come instead of letting me go to the court."

"Then why did you go to the court?" Ai Leng was worried about his IQ.

Liang Xuzhou thought for a while and revealed a deep smile: "When I come back, you will know."

When Rong Fan’s domestic violence was widely reported on TV, the heroine of domestic violence, Rong Fan’s wife, was a woman who once envied the whole world-Xia Ran, sitting gracefully in front of the TV, watching with indifference. Watching the TV.

Her straight black hair is dangled, and she is wearing a light blue knee-length cheongsam embroidered with peony flowers, showing her slender figure to the fullest, with her plain face facing the sky, her face still snowy, exposed calves and arms. The skin is smooth, fair and delicate, without any blemishes, let alone scars.