"Zishan, get in the car, he will take care of this."

Zheng Haonan handed Nuoqi to Liang Xiaoya on the side, and stepped forward to support his crumbling wife, the "he" in his mouth of course referred to Lu Weiming.

Ye Zishan stopped her steps, she didn't struggle, but obediently snuggled in the crook of her beloved's arm, raised her head, and her eyes overflowing with tears struggled to open her eyes: "Hao Nan, sue me, how did my parents die?" ”

This man must have known that she wanted him to tell him himself......

"The crazy woman from there, the big New Year, bad luck! Why are you still stunned, come on, kick her out for me! ”

Zheng Chien-shiung came to the courtyard at some point and shouted angrily at the servants who were shocked by this shocking event.

The middle-aged woman was quickly blasted out by the servants, she scolded and scolded, and seemed to be very unwilling, and Zheng Chien-shiung immediately ordered Lao Liang to take a check and let her go and seal the woman's mouth.

Even if the woman doesn't talk about it anymore, this secret, which is not a secret in the Zheng family, is even more public, that is: the old man's righteous son ruthlessly killed the old man's own son for his son to take over the Zheng family's family business in the future, and the old man was merciful, and for the sake of raising a family, he found an outsider to take the blame. Today, the wife came to the door, the old man was merciful, and another check blocked the man's mouth.

From another point of view, the old man also admitted that the death of his own son back then was caused by the confusion of his son Lu Weiming. The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living have completely repented, and the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, so let him live......

Zheng Haonan's silence gave Ye Zishan the most cruel answer, so what the woman said was true, the car accident that happened to her parents back then was carefully planned by Zheng Haonan's father......

"You go out, I want to be alone."

Ye Zishan, who was in a trance and had a dilated gaze, lay alone on the bed in the bedroom and said softly.

It took her a long time to mention it and say it......

Why does God like to play tricks on himself so much! What did you do wrong in your previous life?

How ridiculous is it that I married the son of the murderer who killed my biological parents, and I still love that man very much......

I racked my brains all the time to find a way to please the enemy, and affectionately called them father and mother, which made the dead parents blind......

How is this different from confessing a thief as a father?

No wonder Lu Weiming and He Xiaoqin have always been reluctant to recognize themselves as daughters-in-law, no wonder they are so cautious and dodging when they see themselves, are they blaming themselves, guilty, or evading......

Zheng Haonan, since you know the truth of the matter, why do you lure me into the abyss and make me fall into the quagmire and can't extricate myself......

What did she Ye Zishan do wrong......

Two lines of hot tears slipped down in rows the moment Ye Zishan closed her eyes......

Zheng Haonan sat on the sofa, cigarette after cigarette, as if only nicotine could calm the madness in his heart.

When he knew that Ye Zishan was Zheng Yu'er, he wanted to hide this secret until they were gray-haired and went to heaven together.

However, after a series of sophisticated murders, he had to uncover Zishan's identity, so that those who wanted Zishan's life died and broke their minds.

He loves Zheng Yu'er, and he loves Ye Zishan even more, for Zheng Yu'er, it is his childhood affection, and for Ye Zishan, it is his bone-eating love......

His life could not be without Ye Zishan, and he selfishly concealed this qiē......

He had secretly warned all the insiders, but he didn't know that the one who was not afraid of death dared to provoke him, and he never thought that the appearance of that woman was accidental......

But at this moment, facing Ye Zishan, Zheng Haonan had nothing to say, he was not qualified to explain......

The only thing he could do was to stay by her side silently, she was on the verge of collapse and he couldn't leave her......

"Please, get out ......"

Ye Zishan, whose head was swollen and painful, cried and begged.

She didn't want to see him, and when she saw him, she was filled with a deep sense of guilt, which was an insult to her parents and unfilial piety......

"Zishan~"

Zheng Haonan wanted to say something on his sad face......

In the end, I don't know what to say......

"Get out...... Get out ......."

Ye Zishan shouted hoarsely, his storage zài, for her, is suffocation, is irony!

Zheng Haonan, the president of the crown who strategizes and dominates the business field and controls the life and death of others, when did he receive such "treatment", but in the face of his beloved's angry reprimand, his pupils constricted, his eyebrows furrowed, and he left silently......

If his departure makes Zishan feel better, then he will never appear in front of her.

"Take care of Madame."

When he went out, Zheng Haonan confessed to Liang Xiaoya.

A simple sentence seems to be an entrustment before life and death.

Looking at the sadness and despair in the president's deep eyes, Liang Xiaoya cried uncomfortably.

After serving the president for so many years, the president has never been defeated, and he has never given up, he is always confident, arrogant, domineering, and high-minded......

For the first time, pain, despair, as if death had crept in......

"Grandpa, I'm not going back to Singapore, staying in Shanghai, Zishan is in a very bad condition." Zheng Haonan said indifferently.

Maybe he smoked a lot of cigarettes, and the smell of smoke was too strong, after listening to Zheng Haonan's words, Old Man Zheng began to cough, and the cough became heavier and heavier.

Zheng Haonan's heart shook inexplicably, and he walked over and gently hung his old man's back to make him comfortable.

On the white handkerchief, a mouthful of dark yellow sticky thick phlegm, and the crimson bloodshot was so clear......

"Grandpa?"

Zheng Haonan roared in surprise.

He has always been measured, sensible, and rarely impulsive.

Seeing that his grandfather's face was indifferent, he must have known his body a long time ago, but he didn't want others to know, so Zheng Haonan didn't yell it.

"Perhaps, this is my last year to worship my ancestors, and it is also the last time I will have a reunion dinner with you, grandpa hopes you can accompany me."

Zheng Jianxiong said calmly, as if he had already seen life and death.

"What did Dr. Meng say?"

Zheng Haonan asked with a calm face, he didn't seem to believe at all that this old man who was in good spirits, had a red face, and his eyes were always shining, would be knocked down by the disease.

"Lung cancer, advanced." The wind is light and calm, very casual, as if it is talking about someone else.

Hearing this, Zheng Haonan turned around and wanted to leave, he was going to sue Zishan, after all, in this world, only Zishan had this person's blood on her body.

"Don't tell Sù Yu'er, her current body may not be able to withstand this."

Zheng Chien-shiung's words are not unreasonable.

Although Zheng Haonan is not Zheng Chien-shiung's own grandson, since he directly changed his surname to Zheng when he was eight years old, his grandfather has strictly disciplined him, which is comparable to his father's expectations for his son, and of course, his grandfather's love for him is obvious to all.

"The last reunion dinner" is so bleak, at this time, in Zheng Haonan's eyes, Zheng Jianxiong is not the leader of the Zheng family who is kind and ruthless, but an old man who is in his last years, and when his life is about to end, he hopes that his children and grandchildren can bear the joy.

"Okay, I won't sue her. But the reunion dinner with you can't be without her. ”

This may be the only thing he can do for Zishan and Grandpa right now.

"No need, you can take Nuoqi with you, that girl from Yu'er, now that her body can't stand so much tossing, dining at the same table with your parents will kill her. After a long time, she will figure it out. ”

Zheng Jianxiong said unhurriedly.

This is the consideration of the elders for the younger generations, this is the grandfather's love for his granddaughter, Zheng Haonan also knows very well in his heart that his saving is enough to make Zishan sleep, not to mention Lu Weiming and He Xiaoqin......

Zheng Haonan took Nuoqi to accompany Zheng Jianxiong and his party on the way back to Singapore, and at this time, somewhere, in the dimly lit room, a middle-aged man sat with his backlight, making it difficult to see his face.

"It's five million, that woman, can't see tomorrow's sunrise."

"And what about her son?"

"Same"

“……”

All the people left, and in the 50,000-square-meter Grace Garden, only Ye Zishan and Liang Xiaoya were left.

Even in winter, it is lush and lush, and the location is just right, avoiding the cold air currents, and around the lotus pond, in addition to the dark green lawn, there are one or two small wildflowers blooming.

They are not willing to be lonely in winter, desperately facing the sun, stretching out their thin petals, showing their charming......

"Sister Zishan, years ago, this god was like having a prostate, frequent urination, dripping every day, it's really annoying. But this is just the New Year, the sky is fine, the sun is shining, you see, next to the lotus pond, there are a few small light yellow tweeds. ”

Liang Xiaoya opened the heavy curtains in the bedroom and chattered, she tried her best to use a cheerful tone, hoping to infect her Sister Zishan and make her feel better.

Ye Zishan was half-lying on the bed, her natural coffee-colored hair was messily draped on both sides of her shoulders, her eyes were scattered and unfocused.

Last night, she didn't sleep all night.

The dazzling sunlight was scattered on her eyes impartially, and she subconsciously squinted her eyes, only to feel that her eyes were painful, and her eyes were white......

"Sister Zishan, what do you want to eat, spicy chicken? Spicy fragrant pot? Or shriveled beans? ”

Xiaoya knew that Ye Zishan had a heavy mouth, but in order to cater to the old and young of the Zheng family, she could only wronged her taste system.

However, Liang Xiaoya's words were like a stone thrown into the sea, without even a ripple......

At this time, Ye Zishan's head entered a state of chaos, and she hadn't thought of what she should do?

Last night, she thought about taking Lu Weiming to court, one life is worth two lives, and her parents will be given justice!

Last night, she thought about ending her life and begging her parents for forgiveness in the Netherworld......

Last night, she thought about leaving here forever and forgetting about it, just thinking that it was just a dream......

Last night, she wondered if Notchy, the crystallization of her and the man, was going to stay by her side......

No, she can't live without Notchy, Notch must be with herself!

However, in Nuoqi's body, there is Lu Weiming's blood, and the child's grandfather killed the child's grandfather?

She tried to think about it, to forgive Lu Weiming, to forgive the father of the person she loved, but she couldn't do it, she couldn't do it!

She leaned stupidly on the head of the bed, curled herself up in a dead end, and couldn't get out no matter how she walked......

Xiaoya was helpless, she had done her best, pouting and sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Ye Zishan's hand.

It's so cool, it's biting cold......

She rubbed it gently, hoping to increase the temperature of Ye Zishan's body by speeding up the flow of blood.