Half an hour later.

Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of Qishan Cemetery.

Zhan Fengxian saw the four characters "Qishan Cemetery" through the glass window, and her beauty suddenly turned pale.

The purpose of her return to China this time is to visit her grandmother who is seriously ill. Could it be that her grandmother has...

"Grandma is here?" Zhan Fengxian's voice became more choked up.

Zhan Hanjue corrected, "It's Luo Shihan."

"Sister-in-law? So my sister-in-law is buried here?"

Zhan Fengxian breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked doubtfully, "Today is not Qingming Festival, why are you still coming to see my sister-in-law?"

The next second, Zhan Fengxian suddenly shouted excitedly: "I knew you still had feelings for my sister-in-law! Otherwise, how could you have given birth to a perverted genius baby like Zhan Su?"

Zhan Fengxian smacked his lips and said in despair, "Why don't accidents like this happen more often? My eldest brother's genes are so good, it would be a waste not to have more babies."

"Not every child will be as lucky as Zhan Su and not inherit his mother's inferior genes." When Zhan Su was mentioned, Zhan Hanjue's cold handsome face became warmer.

Zhan Hanjue had already stretched out his long legs and walked towards the high steps. On both sides of the steps, there were large green pines and cypress trees.

Hearing Zhan Fengxian's words, Zhan Hanjue froze, and his conspiratorial voice floated in the breeze, "Zhan Su was an accident and has nothing to do with love!"

Although Zhan Fengxian also likes his nephew, he can't stand Zhan Hanjue's arrogant and self-centered demeanor.

So he unceremoniously broke it down and said, "Yes, I have inherited all your advantages and all your shortcomings. My mother said that he was colder and less talkative than you were when you were a child. She was worried that he might have autism."

His son Zhan Su not only looks like him, but also inherited his genius genes.

A five-year-old child is already the world's top hacker.

Zhan Hanjue inexplicably remembered the little girl he met at the airport exit.

"I encountered it just now. Apart from being cute, the little girl has nothing to offer. If this is the innocence you are talking about, you might as well not give up Zhan Su!"

"Isn't it bad to talk less?" Zhan Hanjue never thought there was anything wrong with his son.

Zhan Fengxianrao sighed helplessly, "You have never seen other children! They love to cry, laugh and make trouble - only they have innocence."

"What's your sister-in-law's number?" Zhan Fengxian asked.

"674." Zhan Hanjue blurted out.

After saying that, Lord Zhan Han turned his gaze to the cemetery group to look for the target tombstone.

After hearing what Zhan Hanjue said, Zhan Fengxian didn't bother to argue with him.

The air pressure around me seems to have dropped a lot.

674?

"674? Go to hell?" Zhan Fengxian complained, "Sister-in-law is so unlucky that she got such a miserable number?"

Zhan Fengxian didn't see it, but Zhan Hanjue's slender back suddenly paused. A layer of gloom immediately enveloped his handsome face.

Is this number a coincidence or an artificial arrangement?

If it wasn't a coincidence, that dead woman Luo Shihan deliberately pretended to be dead and staged a scene of a golden cicada escaping from its shell to deceive him?

Are you going to die?

Does it actually have this meaning?

Engraved on the tombstone is a row of characters with flying dragons and phoenixes: Yan Zhengling’s tomb!

Yan Zhengling, how could it be her?

When Lord Zhan Han found the real cemetery numbered 674 and saw the name engraved on the tombstone, Lord Zhan Han froze completely.

Sure enough, he was tricked by Luo Shihan!

Zhan Hanjue looked straight at the tombstone. He found it inconceivable how Luo Shihan's tombstone had turned into Zheng Ling's tombstone.

Yan Zhengling was a lady from a wealthy family who was gifted with poetry and calligraphy, but Luo Shihan was an illegitimate daughter from the countryside.

Zhan Fengxian came over and when he saw the words "Yan Zhengling" on the tombstone, he couldn't help shouting.

"Brother, this is Sister Zhengling."

A sneer appeared on Jue Zhan's eyebrows, "I think she's not dead yet, but she's not far away."

When he catches her, she will definitely die.

How could two completely unrelated people end up with the same tombstone?

"Brother, 674 is Sister Zhengling's cemetery, so where is my sister-in-law buried?" Zhan Fengxian asked in a daze.

Back in the car, Zhan Hanjue made a call to his assistant. "Find a way to ask patient Huang Zhixiu's family to transfer her to Media Asia Medical Center as soon as possible!"

On the other end of the phone, Assistant Guan Xiao was obviously stunned for a long time.

Zhan Hanjue stared at the cemetery for a while, his eyes seeming to be full of nostalgia and reluctance.

After a long time, he stood up and left.

Why did the president personally intervene so quickly?

"Yes." Guan Xiao responded.

Huang Zhixiu is the mother of the late young mistress.

He remembered that when he found out about the mother of the young mistress, he asked the president for instructions. The president's original words at that time were: I paid for her treatment, but I don't want to hear any news about her in the future."

...

Luo Shihan settled down in Jinxiu City.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Hanjue's lips curved into a sneer.

Zhan Fengxian shuddered, and when she saw Zhan Hanjue's strange expression, she knew that Luo Shihan was going to be in bad luck.

Media Asia Hospital is Zhan Hanjue's property.

Luo Shihan suddenly lost his mind.

That night, Luo Shihan received a call from the hospital where her mother was staying.

The other party told her that because her mother's condition suddenly worsened, she was advised to transfer her mother to the Nephrology Department of Media Asia Hospital as soon as possible.

Luo Shihan took chances and plucked up the courage to decide to go to Media Asia Hospital.

the next day.

She had originally made up her mind not to step into Lord Zhan Han's territory for the rest of her life, but now she realizes that things are unpredictable!

However, Lord Zhan Han may not still remember her?

When Luo Shihan submitted her mother's case to the registered doctor, the registered doctor looked at Luo Shihan meaningfully and then clicked the mouse...

With her hair in dreadlocks, she put on trendy makeup, black eye shadow, and exaggerated aunt-colored lipstick beyond the lip line. She then wore funny round-framed sunglasses and took a taxi to Media Asia Medical Center.

To be on the safe side, Luo Shihan changed her usual ladylike style and adopted a killer look.

Zhan Hanjue's cell phone suddenly sounded a siren, and he almost immediately grabbed the cell phone beside him.

After seeing the message displayed on the phone screen, the sexy and charming thin lips drew a hint of evil aura.
Chapter completed!