Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Yan Xiaoru's accusation escalated, "in the name of your mother, you dote on me and connive me. You clearly know that I am jealous of Yan Zhengling. It is impossible for me to take Han hanjue away from Yan Zhengling. But in order to show your maternal love, you not only don't stop me. You also help me, let me indulge in the deep sea of desire. Even let me commit myself to fight against Ting Ye. How ridiculous your three outlooks are... "

The big lady trembled, and for a moment she looked like a dead tree.

Yan Xiaoru lifted the bedding, dragged the disabled leg limping to the outside.

The eldest lady sat on the ground in despair.

When Yan Xiaoru and his wife were in deep despair, there was another person who was more painful, chagrined and desperate than them.

He is Zhan hanjue.

As long as he thought of the little princess who he held in his hand and grew up carefree, but because of his soft ears, he couldn't trust her, which made her suffer from facial dysfunction and paralysis, Zhan hanjue would like to kill himself.

After he came out of rihe hospital, he went to the calendar garden like crazy.

But the calendar garden was empty. There was no one in it. I don't know why Zhan hanjue suddenly raised a touch of fear.

Calendar garden is his and Zheng Ling's home. In recent years, Zheng Ling has lived here, which shows that Zheng Ling still loves her.

If she left here, there was only one possibility: her heart was broken by him, and she was extremely disappointed with him.

"Zheng Ling, I'm wrong." Zhan hanjue's long straight legs suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Zheng Ling, will you go home?" His eyes turned scarlet, and tears flooded at the bottom of them.

It took him a long time to get up and go to the underground garage to drive out the Rolls Royce which has been silent for many years.

The car, which has been silent for three years, is clean and spotless. We can see how well Zheng Ling took care of his things.

Zhan hanjue can always be moved to death by Zheng Ling's small actions.

Stepped on the accelerator, Rolls Royce like a lion in general, crazy like galloping on the road from the imperial capital to Yancheng.

Driving too fast, all the way through the red light, jiaoj tried to intercept the crazy car, but it was totally inadequate.

When Rolls-Royce entered the Wutong courtyard, it gave a loud, booming noise.

Wutong Zheng came out to open the door, and Rolls-Royce directly ran into the wooden doorway of the Wutong courtyard, like a tiger, and almost crashed the gate of the Indus compound.

Yan Zheng's face turned white with fright, and he was as numb as a cucumber.

As soon as Rolls Royce stopped, he saw Mr. Zhan kick the door open and come out. Junyi's body rushed into the hall like a whirlwind.

Yan Zheng came back and ran to intercept Zhan hanjue outside the gate. Chong Zhan exclaimed, "Zhan Shao, what are you doing here? We Yan family don't want to see you. You... You... Go back to me. "

The people in the living room heard the noise outside and came out one after another.

Seeing Zhan hanjue, everyone was stunned.

The expression is very difficult to say.

Yan Zheng said, "you have done so much harm to my sister. You are the number one public enemy of our Yan family. How can you still have face?"

Zhan hanjue, with a black face, said angrily, "get out of the way. I want to see Zheng Ling. "

Yan Zheng bared his teeth and said, "you don't understand people's words, do you? I said my Zhengling would not see you. She hates you now. "

Zhan hanjue glared at Yan Zheng angrily, "you ask her, how can she forgive me? I follow her

Yan Zheng said, "go. If she can speak, I don't need to drive you out in person."

Zhan hanjue grabbed Yan Zheng's shoulder excitedly and shook it vigorously. "She really can't speak?"

Yan Zheng covers his mouth in horror. He seems to have let slip.

Zhan hanjue realized that what Yan Zheng said was not Zheng Ling's will.