Chapter 1185

Yan Xiaoru's accusation escalated, "In the name of your mother, you pamper me and connive at me, knowing that I am jealous of Yan Zhengling, I think it is impossible to take away Zhan Hanjue from Yan Zhengling's hands, but in order to show your maternal love, not only did you not stop me." You also helped me to indulge in the deep sea of desire. Even let me commit myself to Zhan Tingye, how outrageous and ridiculous are your three views......"

The eldest lady trembled, and for a moment her face was like dead wood.

Yan Xiaoru lifted the futon and limped outside with her disabled leg.

The eldest lady sat on the ground in despair.

When Yan Xiaoru and the eldest lady were in deep despair, there was another person who was more painful, more annoyed, and more desperate than them.

When he came out of the hospital, he went straight to the Calendar Garden.

But the calendar garden was empty, and there was no one in it. For some reason, a sudden panic rose in the Battle Chill Lord.

He's the Lord of War.

As long as he thought of the little princess he held in the palm of his hand and grew up carefree, but because he had soft ears and failed to trust her, she ended up with abnormal facial features and paralysis, and Zhan Hanjue wanted to kill herself.

"Zhengling, I was wrong." The long straight legs of the Battle Chill Lord suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Zheng Ling, are you going home?" His eagle eyes turned scarlet, and tears flooded the underside of his eyes.

The calendar garden is his and Zheng Ling's home, and in the past few 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 discouraged and desperate for him.

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

Stepping on the accelerator, Rolls-Royce was like a lion, like a mad galloping on the road from the imperial capital to Yancheng.

It took him a long time before he got up sluggishly, came to the underground garage again, and drove the Rolls-Royce out of the Rolls-Royce, which had been silent for many years.

The car, which had been silent for three years, was spotlessly clean. It can be seen how well Zheng Ling takes care of his things.

Yan Zheng came out to open the door, and the Rolls-Royce drove directly into the cramped door frame of the Wutong compound like a tiger, almost hitting the gate of the Wutong compound.

Yan Zheng's face turned pale with fright, and the whole person was stunned.

The car was driving too fast, running a red light all the way, and Jiao J tried to intercept the crazy car, but he was completely unable to do it.

When Rolls-Royce drove into the Yancheng Wutong compound, it made a piercing roar, which lasted for a long time.

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

Seeing Zhan Hanjue, everyone was slightly stunned.

As soon as Rolls-Royce stopped, he saw the Battle Chill Jue kick the car door and walk out. Junyi's body rushed into the lobby like a whirlwind.

Yan Zheng came back to his senses and hurriedly ran over to intercept Zhan Hanjue outside the gate. Chong Zhan Han Jue shouted, "Zhan Shao, what are you doing here?" Our Yan family doesn't want to see you, you ...... You...... Give me back. ”

Zhan Hanjue darkened his face and said angrily, "Get out of the way." I want to see Zheng Ling. ”

Yan Zheng bared his teeth and said, "You can't understand people's words, do you?" I said that my family Zhengling does not want to see you. She hates you now. ”

The expression is very indescribable.

Yan Zheng said everyone's thoughts, "You have hurt my sister so badly, you are the number one public enemy of our Yan family, how can you still have a face?" ”

Zhan Han Jue glared at Yan Zheng angrily, "You go and ask her, how can she forgive me?" I'm all dependent on her. ”

Yan Zheng said: Go and go, if she can speak, you don't need me to take you away in person. ”

Zhan Hanjue grabbed Yan Zheng's shoulders excitedly and shook them vigorously, "She really can't speak?" ”

Yan Zheng covered his mouth in horror, he seemed to have said that he had leaked his mouth.

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