Chapter 1797
Xiuhe's good wishes finally turned into bubbles.
When Lord Zhan Han came to Tourmaline Manor with a lot of anger, when Old Master Zhan saw Lord Zhan Han, he didn't even have time to be surprised. He was shocked by the evil spirit on his body and became a little panicked.
After all, Mr. Zhan is an old man who has gone through many hardships and has seen various vicissitudes of life. As he grows older, his temperament becomes more and more peaceful. He knows how to use grievances and tolerance in exchange for the peace of his family.
Therefore, Mr. Zhan does not want Zhan Hanjue to add killings. Because he knows that when there is killing, there is hatred. When will retribution happen?
So Mr. Zhan secretly told his attendants, "Hurry up and go to Xiangding Garden. Tell Mr. Yu that Master Jue is back."
Mr. Zhan was so shocked by his indifference and alienation that he turned to stone.
Zhan Hanjue's cold personality made him seem to see Zhan Hanjue's autistic and closed mind when he was young.
At that time, what he said was always precious, and his expressions were incompatible with others.
After the attendant left, Mr. Zhan said to Jue Han: "Jue'er, grandpa knows that you are feeling bitter, but since you have returned safely, forget your hatred."
Lord Zhan Han didn't speak. But his handsome face was covered with a terrifying frost. Then, he calmly said to the old man: "No."
After saying that, he took Guan Xiao and others and left.
After saying that, he strode towards Xiangding Garden.
Mr. Zhan's eyes fell on the group of people following him. Those people were all young people, and they all seemed to be upright, and they didn't know their identities.
The old man turned to the housekeeper and asked, "Butler, do you know where these people come from?"
He seemed to be just immersed in his own world.
"Jue'er, how is your health?" Mr. Zhan saw that his complexion was recovering well. Although he knew that his illness should have improved, he didn't know how he recovered, so he was not sure whether he was fully recovered.
alright.
Zhan Hanjue kept walking, but he cherished his words like gold and said: "It's okay."
The housekeeper quickly retrieved the cell phone. After calling Su Su, he respectfully handed the cell phone to Mr. Zhan.
Mr. Zhan took the phone and asked impatiently: "Susu, tell Grandpa Zeng, how did your dad recover from his illness?"
Zhan Su said coldly: "My mommy is back."
The butler looked puzzled and shook his head.
Old Master Zhan thought about it, and if Lord Zhan Han wants to take revenge, he should bring ghostly people with him. Since they are not ghostly people, they will not cause much trouble.
But I was panicking for no reason, and then I ordered the housekeeper, "Hurry and get my cell phone. I have to call and ask Susu what's going on."
He really came to avenge Zheng Ling.
"What's wrong with your mommy?" Mr. Zhan is just praying that nothing serious happens to Zheng Ling.
Zhan Su said coldly: "She is in a vegetative state. The doctor said she might not be able to wake up for the rest of her life."
Old Master Zhan guessed that Zhan Hanjue's improvement in condition was related to Yan Zhengling, and felt relieved. But he felt something was wrong, so he nervously asked Susu, "How is your mommy?"
Zhan Su said: "Not good. Not good at all."
Old Master Zhan instantly understood why Zhan Hanjue came to Bixi Manor angrily today.
Old Master Zhan turned to stone like a sculpture.
No wonder Han Jue was so angry because his Zheng Ling turned into a vegetative state.
Old Master Zhan's heart slipped into the bottomless abyss, "What should I do?"
Zheng Ling was the bright light of Zhan Han Jue, a beam of light in Zhan Han Jue's dark world. But when Zheng Ling fell, Zhan Han Jue's world also collapsed.
Chapter completed!