Wife is addicted

Chapter 162

Situ Lan said coldly.Roses are the favorite words of An's family. Except for relatives and people they care about and approve of, no one can receive the roses they send.

My mother gave Zhang Hanyu yellow roses for ten years. Even though my mother's feelings for Zhang Hanyu were not between men and women, it was like family affection, and she recognized Zhang Hanyu.

Because of this, my mother would not defend herself in front of him!
Zhang Hanyu fell silent, looked at Situ Lan with a little surprise in his eyes, and fell into memories. For 12 years, he has been in contact with the Anjia people.

Indeed, people in the An family often send flowers to others, but they are never roses.

"sorry!"

As if he had thought through something, a tear ran down Zhang Hanyu's cheek.

"I'm sorry? Only a scumbag like a scumbag will say sorry to women and children! Let me ask you one last time, my mother, did you hide it or not?"

Situ Lan looked at Zhang Hanyu coldly, he is not his mother, no matter how Zhang Hanyu treated him, as long as he hurts his mother, not to mention Zhang Hanyu, even his father, he will turn his face!

"I met your mother, but she left in the end!"

Zhang Hanyu tried his best to calm himself down, and looked at Situ Lan fixedly.

Situ Lan also looked at Zhang Hanyu. From Zhang Hanyu's eyes, he could tell that he was not lying.Then the mother is not on Zhang Hanyu's body, that's fine!

Just, where is mom now?

After finding out that her mother was not here, Situ Lan didn't even cast a glance at Zhang Hanyu, turned around and walked outside, coming and going as quietly as she came.

bang!
Gunshots sounded.

Zhang Hanyu's face turned cold, and his eyes narrowed coldly.

Some mistakes, just make it once, never make a second time!

"what……"

As the gunshots fell, there were endless screams!
Zhang Hanyu rushed over in a hurry, glanced around, but after not finding Situ Lan's figure, he turned his head to look at the screaming person on the ground.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, the strong smell of blood blocked the smell of medicine that seemed to be absent in the air.

"As expected of An Luoluo's son, this method of playing drugs is not inferior to his mother at all!"

Zhang Hanyu said in his heart, his eyes looked at the person who fell on the ground, cold and heartless, Muran, his eyes paused, and he looked straight to one side.

At the junction of light and dark, red plums are smudged, and the strong smell of blood cannot cover up the faint scent of roses.

"he is injured?"

Zhang Hanyu's eyes, which were originally cold and ruthless, suddenly seemed to have melted into the thousand-year-old ice, and the bone-piercing chill poured out from the bright black pupils.

First An Luoluo, now Situ Lan.

Zhang Hanyu, Zhang Hanyu, you are truly incompetent!
"Little Lord!"

Those people looked at Zhang Hanyu and cried out in pain.

Zhang Hanyu glanced at those people indifferently, his eyes were as cold as looking at a dead person!
He couldn't go on like this, over and over again, letting the person he least wanted to hurt be hurt by his so-called own people in front of him, on his own territory.

"Get the punishment yourself!"

Throw down a sentence coldly, turn around and leave.He needs to make a good plan. The current him looks like a beautiful man on the surface, but on the inside, he is like a puppet.

Can't go on like this!

(End of this chapter)