Zhan tingye chews the old man's words and leaves with a dignified face.

Xiangding garden.

The doctor has finished the operation. Yan Xiaoru's beautiful face was covered with heartbreaking tears. She got up from the bed, pale and weak as she was, she walked out of the nanny's room.

She walked to the front of the warlord, sobbing bitterly and despairingly: "brother Zhan, can you do this to my dead sister?"

Zhan hanjue's eagle pupil shriveled and gave Yan Xiaoru a slap. The anger in the eagle pupil overflows Yan Xiaoru's grievance and despair.

Zhan hanjue said angrily, "you are a woman who is not worthy of the name of Zheng Ling."

Yan Xiaoru's show face slowly becomes distorted, and the corner of her lips is a charming sneer. "Brother in law, my sister will not let you go."

Then there was a hysterical roar, "my sister will not let you get better."

Considering Yan Zhengling's wayward departure, Zheng Ling's ruined face, Ai Ai Ai's expression of inferiority and helplessness at that period, and thinking of Zheng Ling's absence from him for so long, it seems that he has no intention of coming back, and he feels like he has been cursed by Yan Xiaoru. Suddenly, I became extremely depressed.

Yan Xiaoru laughed wildly, "ha ha... Ha ha... Brother in law, are you afraid? That's what you've done to me. "

The warlord stood up viciously and spoke like a devil's mantra, "Yan Xiaoru, even if I have retribution in my life, the retribution is also the punishment I deserve because I didn't protect Zheng Ling. You don't deserve to give me any retribution

"Somebody, get rid of her."

When Zhan tingye arrives at xiangding garden, Yan Xiaoru is innocent and childlike. Suddenly, his hands hold Zhan tingye's neck, and he pleads weakly, "master, do you want me?"

Zhan tingye's face is awkwardly scratched, and harshly rebukes: "Yan Xiaoru, are you crazy?"

Yan Xiaoru cries with tears. Zhan tingye feels pity and does not give up. After all, this woman is pregnant with his child.

Yan Xiaoru is even more aggressive. His weak body moves forward, clinging to Zhan tingye, and says sadly, "master, you see that your son has ruined me, but he has abandoned me like my shoes. As the saying goes, if the son owes the father, you can help him accept me. Otherwise, I really don't know how to live. "

war Wutong did not give Yan Xiaoru a positive answer, but he told the lower bound of Wutong yuan, "send Miss Yan to the Indus courtyard first. I'll discuss it later. "

Xiangding garden restored its former tranquility.

Zhanting city came down from the stairway, and approached Han hanjue step by step. He felt uneasy and walked heavily. Obviously, he wanted to have a good chat with his son, but somehow, seeing the indifferent expression of Lord Zhan, all his words choked back.

Finally, he squeezed out a word without nutrition: "hanjue, have you ever thought that if you test Yan Xiaoru's fetal genes with such a big banner, you are not afraid that the adulterer behind her will be unfavorable to you?"

"The only person I've ever been afraid of in my life is you," he sneered

The body of zhanting City trembled.

The handsome face of Zhan hanjue was as beautiful as a cast, and a sad and resolute expression appeared. At the exit, the voice was full of the breath of death. "It was only when you were young that you had a chance to hurt Zheng Ling. We'll have to settle our accounts sometime

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