Xia Ruhua fell silent and didn't say a word.

The atmosphere in the room began to fall silent.

Yang Fan didn't care about Xia Ruhua's silence, but picked up his mobile phone and flipped through Yang Qingmeng's script.

Yang Qingmeng asked him to give his opinion, the details of the script and the plot, and whether there is anything that can be improved.

Yang Fan carefully looked at the plot of the script, this is a historical conspiracy drama.

Few women can read this type of script, but Yang Qingmeng is such a woman.

Yang Fan carefully flipped through the documents on his mobile phone, and the more he looked, the more fascinated he became.

And Xia Ruhua lowered her head now, with mixed feelings in her heart.

For the first time, she felt the sourness in her heart, and gradually understood why Yang Fan was so sensitive and cautious before.

If you were to be yourself, you would be the same.

The reason why I am so cold to myself is because I am busy with work and I don't tell myself anything.

Work is more important than a wife.

Just before today, she was also working wholeheartedly, and she never paid attention to Yang Fan's thoughts at all.

Therefore, she regards work more important than her husband.

Yang Fan made trouble, which is easy to understand.

But now Yang Fan doesn't make trouble, doesn't ask himself, and doesn't care if there are other men around him, and whether he has ever been drunk.

Overnight, it was as if everything had changed.

And she should be happy, isn't Yang Fan's change what she wants?

Don't tie yourself to work, don't ask what you do, and have 100% trust in yourself.

But why do you feel bad? Will the heart be sour?

Thinking of this, Xia Ruhua raised her head and looked at Yang Fan very seriously.

"Yang Fan, I'm sorry."

She apologized to Yang Fan and admitted her mistake.

Yang Fan looked at the script intently, with a smile on his face, engrossed, and didn't hear Xia Ruhua's words at all.

Xia Ruhua saw Yang Fan's reaction like this, and her heart was even more complicated.

Originally... It's what it's like to be ignored.

"Yang Fan!"

She shouted loudly, raising her voice.

Yang Fan was shouted by Xia Ruhua, and then he reacted, and looked at Xia Ruhua with puzzlement in his eyes.

Xia Ruhua exhaled deeply, feeling that her lungs were about to explode.

"Yang Fan, I'm sorry, I didn't consider your idea before, I'll change it later."

Xia Ruhua solemnly apologized to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at her in surprise, he didn't expect her to apologize to herself, didn't the sun come out in the west?

When will Xia Ruhua admit that she missed it? In the past, I had some conflicts and quarrels with her, but I was the first to apologize and give in.

"Nothing, I'm not angry."

Yang Fan shook his head, and then glanced at the time, it was already half past eight in the evening.

"Aren't you leaving?"

He asked Xia Ruhua.

Xia Ruhua was short of breath again, and her face was red.

"Is that why you want me to go?"

She stared at Yang Fan with red eyes and asked.

"No, aren't you busy? There was also dinner every night. ”

"You're busy with yours, work is the priority."

Yang Fan waved his hand, and then continued to focus on the script.

"Yang Qingmeng deserves to be a genius girl screenwriter, and the historical conspiracy drama she wrote is really very good."

Yang Fan shook his head in admiration, his face full of admiration.

The background is overhead, the Great Xia Dynasty, the protagonist is Wang Ling, the concubine of the Marquis of Jingyuan, who has not been loved by his father since he was a child, and his mother is a stepmother, and his biological mother is a lowly singer who died at the age of seven.

It was under this circumstance that he grew up.

After the age of eighteen, the father of the Marquis of Jingyuan died, and his stepmother drove him out and only gave him thirty taels of silver, which was extremely harsh.

So the eighteen-year-old Wang Ling moved out alone, he wanted to take the imperial examination, so as to become an official and change his fate.

However, the Great Xia Dynasty was being attacked by foreign enemies, and the Great Xia Dynasty was defeated and retreated.

By chance, he met the heroine Situ Ying, the daughter of a ranger with very high kung fu, who was almost captured because of the failure to assassinate the enemy envoy.

But he was seriously injured and hid in Wang Ling's house.

And so a legend slowly unfolded.

Xia Ruhua only felt that she was redundant at home, her eyes were red, and she wanted to leave.

But she can't go, she doesn't have a meal today, so she can take a rare day off.

And she also wants to talk to Yang Fan and consolidate the relationship between husband and wife.

She also knew that during this time, she was a little excessive, and she didn't realize it.

Now that you are aware of it, you have to treat Yang Fan well.

But Yang Fan's mind was not on himself, he was completely silent on his work, no, he was immersed in Yang Qingmeng's script.

Yang Qingmeng, she saw it in the company today, I have to say that she is a very beautiful girl, three or four years younger than her, and it is the innocent and romantic girlhood.

When she thought that her husband was working as a security guard for Yang Qingmeng, the two of them still had a common topic, and even added friends, her heart was complicated and uncomfortable.

"Yang Fan, listen to me a few words first, okay?"

Xia Ruhua smiled helplessly and looked at Yang Fan.

She no longer expects Yang Fan to treat herself well, but she still hopes that Yang Fan can respect her and not be so cold to herself.

Even if he wasn't qualified to ask him that way.

Because the attitude Yang Fan is doing now is her previous attitude towards Yang Fan.

"Okay, you can say it."

Yang Fan's gaze moved away from the phone screen and looked at Xia Ruhua.

Xia Ruhua got up and picked up her bag, took out her wallet from the bag, and took out a bank card and put it on the coffee table.

"There are 100,000 yuan here, didn't you say that Sweet Orange Film and Television wants you to compensate 100,000 yuan?"

"I have made up for the past two days, and I went to borrow some from others, and I have made up 100,000 yuan, you can use it to pay it back."

In order to make up the 100,000 yuan, she went to Zhao Mingyao, that is, her boss, and now she is Zhao Mingyao's female secretary.

Zhao Mingyao happily took out 100,000 yuan, but she only needed 50,000 yuan, and then added her savings to make up 100,000 yuan.

Originally, at noon, when Yang Fan came to their company, she wanted to give this card to Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan left in a hurry, she didn't have a chance to say it.

Now when I go home, I just give the money to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan saw Xia Ruhua take out the card and put it on the coffee table.

He smiled, "Thank you very much for remembering this." ”

"But I don't need to, someone has paid for me."

Yang Fan said, pushing the bank card to Xia Ruhua, and then continued to look at the phone screen.

Xia Ruhua burst into tears in an instant, covering her face and crying.

"Yang Fan, you, what do you want me to do, woo..."

Xia Ruhua at this moment was particularly aggrieved, she felt that it was useless and meaningless to do all this.

Because Yang Fan would not be grateful to her at all, and even felt that she was pretentious.

"By the way, when it comes to money, I remember."

Yang Fan suddenly remembered something at this time, and immediately took out 10,000 yuan in cash from the drawer and handed it to Xia Ruhua.

"This 10,000 yuan is the money that Sister Hui will pay you back."

"This is for her ex-husband Ma Kang's incident, didn't you give Ma Kang 10,000 yuan? Sister Hui said that she was out of the money. ”

"You take it."

Yang Fan pointed to 10,000 yuan and said.

Xia Ruhua stood up suddenly, no longer squatting.

"The surname is Yang, you are deliberately angry with me, right?"

"You're insulting me, aren't you?"

"Why did she Wenhui pay? I'm your wife, I don't spend money to keep you out, who spends money? ”

"How old is she, why should she give me money? I don't want it! ”

Yang Fan saw that Xia Ruhua was angry at the moment, tears were still hanging on her cheeks, crying for a while and angry for a while, a little unpredictable.

"Okay, don't cry, don't be angry, there's no need."

"Come, wipe your tears."

Yang Fan took out a tissue and handed it to Xia Ruhua.

Xia Ruhua took the tissue fiercely, wiped her tears, then took a deep breath and said again: "Yang Fan, I know you hate me, just because you are in prison, I don't look at you." ”

"Because during this time, I didn't pay attention to you."

"And because I got too close to Xu Ning, I also recognized a godbrother, right?"

"Then I'll tell you, why is that!"

Xia Ruhua roared hysterically.