Chapter 697

"But I think the more he doesn't want me, the more beautiful I want to live. I just want him to know that I'm doing well without him. " Whispered the impatiens.

She and Yan Zhengling's attitude towards lovelorn is quite different. Impatiens carry all the pain down and pretend to be happy.

In fact, it's a matter of face and suffering.

But Zheng Ling, perhaps because of his trust in this relationship, did not believe that Lord Zhan would not love her. She wanted to do everything possible to tear up the fake clothes of the Lord.

But Zheng Ling's trust in love, once destroyed in the end, will hurt her more than the impatiens.

Because she loves without reservation.

"Impatiens, I will not give up your brother. Unless I die. " She was lying on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Kenran firm way.

Impatiens can't change Zheng Ling, so they can only obey her. "Elder sister Zheng Ling, it's useless to go on a hunger strike and commit suicide. What else can you do?"

Yan Zhengling bounced up from the sofa and flashed the bright light in his eyes, "I have to find some gods to assist."

The Impatiens came to realize, "you mean Han Bao and them?"

Yan Zhengling nodded.

Calendar garden.

When Zhan Fengxian and Yan Zhengling came to the calendar garden and saw the payment information, the Impatiens sighed.

Yan Zhengling knows the money that Impatiens love to fight. After all, Impatiens are now out of the support of the warlords and have no new source of income, so they are living in a pinch.

Zheng Ling looked at the calendar garden to the emperor's capital, which was too long to see the end of the highway, silent sigh.

"Why do rich people like to build their villas in the suburbs. They don't think about the fare in their brain circuits, do they? "

"The Impatiens laughed," we are down and out, penniless, so we love this car money. They are the bourgeoisie, and there is no concept of lack of money in the bourgeois view of consumption. "

Zheng Ling sighed: "the love between the bourgeoisie and the proletariat is really sad. No, it's the proletariat like me who is in pursuit of the bourgeoisie's love that is full of sadness. "

Zheng Ling took out a diamond card from the bag and handed it to the Impatiens, "this is the card your brother gave me. Just because you don't use his money doesn't mean I don't. Take it and take it out tomorrow. I'll chase him with his money. I don't believe he doesn't love his money. "

Zhan Fengxian held the card and said, "you said, my brother is so heartless to you this time. Will this card have been voided

Yan Zhengling's face was stiff. "If he does so well... I'll..." biting his lips and breaking out, "I'll fly away with three children, and I'll let him be an old man who is lonely."

"Little aunt!"

Tong Bao lies on the balcony of the garden on the second floor, sticks out his head and cries sweetly.

Fengxian and Zhengling were overjoyed to see Tong Bao.

"Tong Bao!"

They went to the carved gate of the calendar garden. But as soon as I got to the door, I found it was locked. They can't get in at all.

Tong Bao and Zhan Su Han Bao run out.

"Open the door." Fengxian Road.

When Zhan Su saw Yan Zhengling, he was stunned. His face was not good, and he said with questioning tone: "where have you been these days? Why don't you come back? "

Zheng Ling tearfully said, "I can't come back. Your father doesn't want me

Han Bao and Tong Bao looked at Zheng Ling bitterly. Han Bao said, "aunt nurse, my father doesn't want you. You go back and forth where you go."

Tong Bao nodded, "I will appreciate you."

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