Zheng Ling opened his eyes and saw Zhan hanjue, smiling brightly.

"I'll wait for you here."

"You are here to blow the cold wind. Get in there and watch out for the cold. "

Zheng Ling stood up, took the hand of Han Han Jue and went to the room. "They're gone, grandfather?" he asked

"Well."

Zheng Ling glanced anxiously at Zhan hanjue: "are they angry with you?"

Zhan hanjue turned to Zheng Ling and said, "if I do this to you, will you be angry?"

Zheng Ling grinned and grasped Zhan hanjue's arm tightly: "I don't believe your lies. I will not leave you, I will rely on you for nothing and stick to you like a dog skin plaster. "

Zhan hanjue smiles. "I like that."

Zheng Ling thought of another thing. The smile disappeared. "Brother Jue, do you really want to send grandma Boye away?"

Zhan hanjue nodded.

Zheng Ling sniffed, but he wanted to cry: "I can't bear it."

Zhan Han Jue shaved her nose and gently comforted her: "don't worry. After the storm, I will go to pick up grandma myself."

Zheng Ling tried to make a last resort and said, "brother Jue, they live in the worry free garden. The fire of tourmaline should not go to the worry free garden."

Zhan hanjue stops and stares at Zheng Ling's face. "Zheng Ling, grandma Boye is my grandfather's wife. She and her grandfather were not officially divorced. Granny Boye has the right to take half of the family property. You said, if you let other people know that she is still alive, what terrible things will they do to grandma Boye? "

Zheng Ling's face turned pale: "I know."

The next day.

I don't know why the news of Juma's death quietly occupied the position of hot search and spread on various platforms.

Zheng Ling is still in sleep, the Impatiens call Zheng Ling, excited extraordinary way: "Zheng Ling elder sister, do you see today's hot search?"

Zheng Ling didn't wake up completely. He asked vaguely, "I didn't see it. What's the matter? "

"Juma, it's Juma. She was in a car accident. She died miserably. That face was crushed into mud by the car. It's just horrible. " Impatiens excited voice came.

Zheng Ling wakes up. Yigulu sat up from the bed, then he was in a daze.

"Is Juma dead?" She couldn't believe the terrible news.

Zhan hanjue was also awakened by the cry of Zheng Ling. Specially open the deep Eagle pupil, the confusion of the fundus of the eye with chilling ferocity.

Mingming told Guan Xiao yesterday to block the news of Juma's death and send her to the funeral home quietly.

What went wrong?

Did Juma's death leak so quickly?

Zhan hanjue suddenly realized that there was an invisible net trying to cover them.

"Did you make it?" The voice of Zheng Ling came from the air.

Zhan hanjue pulled back his wandering consciousness. He didn't know how to answer Zheng Ling's question for a while.

He's not totally innocent of Juma's death.