Xiangding garden.
The person in charge of the door defense came to Baron Zhan and said, "young master, just a moment ago, Miss Yan and miss two came back, but according to your instructions, we did not dare to let Miss Yan come in.
Zhan hanjue's heart was aching inexplicably.
He never dreamed that one day, Zhengling would be refused outside the tourmaline manor, and the person who refused him was himself.
"Where is the second lady?"
"The master specially told us not to let the second Miss go home during this period."
Han Jue's eagle pupil suddenly chills, "does he want to let the Impatiens live and die by themselves?"
But for now, he seems to have no heart to care about the future of Impatiens. For at the moment, what he had to consider was how they left the remote manor.
"High wind, stand by."
After he understood the president's intention, he went to Zhan's basement and drove out a very ordinary car.
The front and rear seats of the car are isolated by solid planks. Bulletproof windows are specially treated, and the line of sight can only be seen from the inside to the outside. And you can't see inside outside.
Zhan hanjue was sitting in the front passenger seat. The strong wind took the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped to the gate of tourmaline manor.
Fengxian and Zhengling support each other, lonely walking on the dark red permeable brick beside the asphalt road.
Zhan hanjue watched them from a distance, and saw Zheng Ling wearing such high-heeled shoes, stepping on the grass inlaid brick with one high and one low. The warlord sighed faintly.
If she was allowed to go on like this, her legs would be hurt.
"Wind, give them a ride." Said the warlord.
The car stopped in front of Zhengling and Fengxian. The window of the back seat slid down. The wind disguised as an old voice, "two girls, do you want me to give you a ride?"
The Impatiens couldn't move any more, so they took Zheng Ling and sat in.
Let her be a puppet.
After listening to the movement behind him, he did not hear the sound of Zheng Ling for a long time.
This girl is usually lively and tight, but today she is so quiet that she worries him a lot.
Fortunately, from time to time, the Impatiens will have a voice, so that he can judge the status of Zheng Ling according to what the Impatiens said.
"Sister Zheng Ling, you have to say something. You're quiet. I'm scared
"Big brother won't let you enter the tourmaline manor, then we'll go to his company to find him. I don't believe it. Big brother doesn't even want Huanya. "
...
the Impatiens talked to themselves, but Zheng Ling was staring at the window.
Warlord knew that Zheng Ling was sitting behind him. But she was very quiet, like a transparent air, so that he could not capture her existence.
Zhan hanjue's throat was tight. He always felt that if Zheng Ling didn't speak, his heart would jump out of his throat.
Zheng Ling sucked his nose...
the heart of Han hanjue was slightly heavy.
Zheng Ling finally choked. He said intermittently, "yesterday, he asked me if I had cared about him?"
"I don't know why he asked so suddenly. I was just afraid that he would worry about me, so I gave an extremely perfunctory answer."
"If I knew he was determined to leave, I would open my heart to him. In fact, all these years, I have been worrying about him all the time. "
"He was worried that he was cold and lonely, and that he would be more depressed and lonely without me around to relieve his unhappiness.
He was worried that he would not be able to eat light food, that he would be forced to drink alcohol, that his stomach disease would recur, and that doctors would not know that he was allergic to gastric drugs.
He was worried that he would suffer from taking care of three children alone. Worried about his busy work and bad rest.
No matter how big or small, you can't stop worrying about him.
I've lived two lives, as if for him. If you breathe constantly, you will not worry for a moment. But he never understood... How much I love him. "
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