"You know what?" Madame Chevle's gaze cooled, and the hatred in her eyes was intense.

With Zhan Muqing here, she couldn't let go of her hands and feet to do anything.

What's more, Zhan Muqing's eyes were wrong every time he looked at her.

If one day he suspects that he has something to do with his mother's death, it's all over!

So, she must cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

And the old man's side......

She had to find a way to let him hand over the Zhan family to Mu Han, otherwise after he died, the entire family would still belong to Zhan Muting.

If you want to take the Zhan family from the hands of the War Mu Court, it will definitely cause a storm.

This is also the reason why she didn't attack him when she was seriously ill!

"What did the old doctor say?"

"The doctor said that Zhan Lao's body is no longer good, and he can hardly wake up from this coma. When I woke up this time, I am afraid that it will not last long. ”

It won't last long......

Hearing these four words, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in Madame Chevle's eyes, and she waved her hand to let her subordinates withdraw.

He slowly walked towards the old man's villa, his eyes glistening with tears.

——

Opening the door, the old man was resting on the sofa, as if he was asleep.

Obviously only in his fifties, but because of his illness, he was tortured like an old man in his sixties and seventies, and the whole person looked extremely weak.

Chevle walked in and saw the picture in front of him.

It's her!

Chevle felt that even breathing hurt and her eyes were slightly moist.

He was dying, and he still missed that woman.

Didn't he hate her to the bone?

Xue Fu'er's hands slowly tightened, leaning over to pick up the photo, but before she could touch anything, Zhan Lao, who had closed her eyes, suddenly grabbed her hand and said unexpectedly: "Ning Chu!" ”

Ning Chu?

Chevle's gaze suddenly froze, she hadn't heard this name in more than twenty years.

I didn't expect to hear it from his mouth today!

Chevle opened her mouth and was about to speak, but Zhan Lao suddenly opened her eyes and saw that it was her, so he let go of her hand mercilessly.

Mrs. Chevle's hands were stiff in mid-air, and a difficult smile appeared on her lonely face, "How can there be a photo of Sister Zhang here!" ”

Zhan Lao looked at her indifferently and did not answer, but picked up the photo and put it in his coat pocket, looking at her indifferently.

"What are you going to do?" The voice is cold, like treating strangers who meet for the first time.

"Zhanbei, I'm your wife. Isn't it normal for me to take care of you when you're sick? Chevr forced a smile.

Zhan Lao stood up at this time, walked up to her, and stared at her deeply: "Don't come in my study casually in the future!" ”

"Okay." Xue Fu'er was sad for a while, "If it's okay, I'll go first." ”

"Did Ning Chu contact you after he left?"

Suddenly mentioning this question, Mrs. Chevle was stunned for a moment, a little nervous: "No." ”

"She kept saying before she left that nothing had happened to them and that she didn't leak the documents." Zhan Lao's voice was low and cold, "Will someone frame her?" ”

Mrs. Sheffle smiled nervously, her expression indifferent: "Didn't you admit it on the day my sister left?" Zhanbei, did you notice that something was wrong? ”

Zhan Bei had a gloomy face and did not speak.

If she really had an affair with Zhan Mushui's father, why did she live alone after leaving, and she was still living so miserably?

He still remembered the last words that Zhan Mushui's father said before he died: "One day, you will regret it!" ”