Zhan Hanjue's eyes were filled with distress, "Let her go."

When the caregivers saw the CEO coming, they released Yan Zhengling.

"Get out." Zhan Hanjue said in a deep voice.

He felt particularly uncomfortable when he saw the caregivers violently subduing Yan Zhengling.

The caregivers left in fear.

Yan Zhengling curled up on the ground, and when he got up stubbornly again, Zhan Hanjue stepped forward quickly, hugged Yan Zhengling tightly into his arms, and murmured painfully:

"Baby, I know you're feeling very uncomfortable, please let me stay with you and talk, okay?"

Zheng Ling's uneasy fear was instantly put away. Because of Zhan Hanjue's appearance, she felt a sense of security. When she relaxed, she realized that she was limp and powerless.

Zheng Ling looked at him with hazy eyes, and suddenly reached out to touch Zhan Hanjue's face. She felt that she must have had a fantasy. Didn't brother Jue divorce her?

If Brother Jue wasn't angry with her, why would he come to her?

She fell into Lord Zhan Han's arms.

Zhan Hanjue hugged her tenderly, stroked her head lovingly with his big hands, and comforted her like a baby: "Don't be afraid, brother Jue is by your side. He will always be by your side. He will never leave you."

Zheng Ling suddenly smiled brightly. Yes, only Brother Jue would call her that. Every time she was sick, helpless, or crying, Brother Jue would call her that.

Zheng Ling was so tired and needed a rest. In his arms, she rarely closed her eyes and had a good sleep.

This must not be him.

Her trembling hands touched his eyes, his nose, and his mouth. Zhan Hanjue felt that Zhengling's actions were a bit strange, so he could only say: "Baby, I am brother Jue."

When Zhengyu learned that Zhengling's health was so serious that he was out of control, he was so sad that he burst into tears.

"It's all my fault that hurt my sister. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have to go to the hospital..."

After Mrs. Yu returned to the rental house from Media Asia Hospital, Zhengyu did not see sister Zheng Ling, so she repeatedly tortured Mrs. Yu, "Aunt Qing. Why didn't my sister Zheng Ling come back with you?"

Mrs. Yu couldn't hide it, so she had to tell the truth.

Yan Zheng heard that Zhengling was so angry with Yu Qianqian that she suffered from depression, and he went crazy with anger. "I knew that something happened between Zhan Hanjue and Zheng Ling. It's all my fault for being careless. I didn't expect Yu Qianqian to die."

The old woman hurt my sister so badly, I'm really mad at her."

Yan Zheng completely lost his mind, just like a shrew scolding the street, just picking up unpleasant words. "That old ugly monster thinks that there is no one in my Yan family, right? It's not enough to be a demon in Yujiazhai, he has to be driven to the imperial capital.

, does she know how to write the word shame?"

Mrs. Yu comforted her for a while before Zheng Yu stopped crying.

Zheng Yu thought about it and finally called Yan Zheng and informed him of Zheng Ling's situation.

After cursing for a long time, Fengxian reminded him, "Zhengzheng, you are talking to the eldest sister now, don't be so irritable. Hold back your resentment and save it for going to the imperial capital tomorrow to scold Yu Qianqian. Don't be discouraged."

Yan Zheng immediately covered his mouth with his hand and raised his thumb towards Fengxian. "That's right."

Then he hung up the phone, crawled onto the bed, hugged Fengxian and said, "Honey, let's do some exercise tonight."

Fengxian flicked his forehead and said without interest: "You can't give birth to a child no matter how much exercise you do."
Chapter completed!