Chapter 1013: How to Believe
"It's hard to happen, she knows who I am."
"But how is this possible!"
Han Ziling: "......"
She has always had a plan to do things, so she won't do stupid things, and naturally she won't let Zhang Dongyang notice that she already knows that Ah Shui is him.
Instead, he deliberately hung the man, so that the man was thinking about her all the time, and he didn't know who he was.
"Girl, why are you back?"
Mo Leng was talking to Lu Qingtian about the design of the attached villa, but when he heard the words of the eldest lady coming back from the intercom, he got up from the sofa and walked towards the door.
"Mober, get me a doctor, my head is going to die, and I don't know how to drive the car back."
Seeing Mo Leng walking to her side, Han Ziling threw herself into his arms and wiped her foundation, which was three points whiter than the snow in winter.
"This little man with a white face said that he wouldn't let you go to work, and you wouldn't listen, you see how serious this cold is." Han Ziling's heart ached, and while she was helping her to walk towards the door, Mo Leng shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Zhang Bin, hurry, hurry, call the doctor." ”
"Got it, Mo Ye!" Zhang Bin said hurriedly, then picked up his mobile phone and dialed.
Immediately, the two of them walked upstairs.
Lu Qingtian got up from the sofa and glanced at his eldest niece, whose lips were as white as paper, and she was worried.
"Brother Leng, this girl, the cold is so serious, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"This ......" Mo Leng was about to speak, but was interrupted by Han Ziling.
"No need, second uncle, just raise it at home for a few days." Han Ziling moved the corners of her lips slightly and smiled shallowly.
"It seems that this girl is really uncomfortable, otherwise she wouldn't have to find a doctor." Du Wanting was in a hurry, so she walked towards the door one step ahead of her husband, and helped Han Ziling to walk upstairs.
After a while, the attending doctor of the Lu family entered the Lu family's villa.
Followed by the housekeeper Zhang Bin, he walked towards the main villa.
"This girl, what's the situation?"
Zhang Dongyang looked at Han Ziling under the surveillance video, and hesitated in his heart
But he could only sit there silently, quietly watching the people of the entire Lu Mansion busy with it, and was indifferent.
After all, a family member of his status, except for disturbing the courtyard and doing some work, he can't go to a person like the eldest lady.
Han Ziling: "......"
She did this just to make Zhang Dongyang anxious.
Deliberately angry with that person, who let you leave so decisively, put the dislike to say so directly.
After a day of tossing, at night, she let everyone rest.
And Lu Ziyi and Zhao Feiyan's birthday banquet was naturally because the eldest lady of the Lu family, the first lady in Weishui, was sick, and there was no atmosphere, so she was in a hurry.
Zhao Feiyan, who returned home, glanced at Zhao Chengcheng who was sitting in the living room, and sat beside him with an unhappy face, sulking.
……
Zhao Chengcheng, who had been waiting for Zhao Feiyan to come back, pretended to read the newspaper on the sofa in the living room.
He just wanted to see the Lu family's attitude towards this girl, and when he saw her coming back, he sat beside him with little interest and asked.
"My treasure. Granddaughter Bei, it's not a birthday at the Lu family, why are you still unhappy? ”
"Don't mention grandpa, on my birthday, it just so happened that the first lady in Weishui was sick, and the whole Lu Mansion was circling around her, who still cares about me!"
Zhao Feiyan said that she was not angry in her heart, and felt that Han Ziling did it deliberately because Shen Jiani was her good sister.
"This, Ziling girl is sick." Zhao Chengcheng looked at his granddaughter beside him with a puzzled expression, and he didn't believe that this person's illness was real.
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