The bodyguard pursed his lips and said respectfully: "It was on the highway, and we didn't expect the second young master to jump out of the car." ”

It happened to be the rush hour of traffic, and the second young master ran on the road like crazy, and was almost hit by a car several times.

When they stopped the car and tried to chase after it, there was no one left!

Madame Chevle's face was cold, her eyes became extremely cruel, and she was cold: "There is a girl by his side? ”

The bodyguard nodded respectfully, "Yes, ma'am." But in the process of escaping, the second young master deliberately hid the girl. ”

Sure enough, he didn't come home for so long, just for a woman!

Damn, the men of the Zhan family are so learning from his father that they don't care about anything for the sake of women.

"Keep looking!" Lady Chevle said in a cold voice, "Since you are in Jingcheng, try your best to find it for me." And the woman next to him, find out who it is for me! ”

If it's just for fun, she doesn't care, but if she doesn't care about it for that woman, she will never let them be together.

She won't let her son marry a woman who doesn't do anything, only drags him down!

"Yes!"

The bodyguard nodded respectfully, as if he remembered something before leaving, and couldn't help but speak: "Madam, the third young master will leave Italy tomorrow and return to Jingcheng." If we don't do it, we won't have a chance. ”

Hearing the words of the bodyguard, Madame Chevle's face turned a little indifferent, a cold smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "It's better to leave Italy, what's more, there are not one or two people in the castle who are worried about the power in his hands." We don't do it, some people deal with the mess! ”

Over the years, Zhan Muqing has offended many people in the Zhan family, and there will be no fewer enemies.

Therefore, naturally someone is more anxious than them to deal with Zhan Muqing.

After listening to Mrs. Chevle's words, the bodyguard did not speak again.

"What did the old man say?" Lady Chevret asked softly, her eyes a little lost.

"The doctor said that Zhan Lao may wake up, or maybe he will never do!"

When hell freezes over......

Madame Chevle smiled, didn't say anything more, and waved her hand to get the bodyguard back.

The room was suddenly silent, and Madame Chevret stared out the window at the yellow leaves falling in the breeze, her eyes a little misty, and she remembered some things from the past.

The first time she met Zhanbei, it was also in such a season of crisp autumn and yellow leaves.

At that time, there was only one woman in Zhanbei's eyes.

He spoiled her so much that she was the envy of an outsider, and even wanted to become the woman in his eyes.

She finally did it, but what did she get?

Thinking of the years she has passed, she is walking on thin ice and in dire straits.

Sometimes, cold violence in marriage is more terrible than violence in action!

She sits in the position of the hostess of the war family, and she is beautiful on the surface, but secretly she knows how those people count her down and how they see her jokes.

After so many years, she had had enough of it.

So, she had to make it up to herself.

Battleship......

Madame Chevle looked at the glorious castle in front of her, and her eyes slowly cooled.

Obviously she is no worse than her, why does she have it and she doesn't have it?

What an unwillingness!

As long as the woman wants it, she wants it!

Do whatever it takes!

——

Because he had to go back the next morning, Si Nian couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and only squinted when the sky was slightly bright.

When he opened his eyes, there was no figure of Zhan Muqing beside him.

She tossed all night last night, and Zhan Muqing didn't sleep well.