Chapter 181

Zheng Ling's temperament is dusty, her eyebrows and eyes carry the happiness of being cared for since childhood, as well as the proud and confident extraordinary temperament brought to her by her academic bully personality.

She is too outstanding, whether it is the combination of rigidity and softness revealed in her bones, or her outstanding pure temperament like an elf.

On the other hand, Luo Shihan, she was wearing a patchwork of colorful clothes, her expression was still very depressed, and there were tears on her face.

She succeeded in hiding her strengths, highlighting the vulgarity of her peasant girl.

Wan Zhengling and Luo Shihan seven years ago were really worlds apart.

"Guan Xiao, play it back immediately!" Warlord concentrated, staring at the big screen.

Guan Xiao played back the frame before Yan Zhengling's car began to malfunction, and then clicked play.

At this time, Yan Zhengling's red sedan vibrated violently, and the tires under the driver's seat began to smoke. When Yan Zhengling, who was in the driver's seat, tried to roll down the window and come out, the window could not be opened. Zheng Ling was so anxious that she kept banging on the window. A helpless and desperate expression appeared on that otherwise calm face.

Zhan Han Juejun's face showed great surprise, why did Luo Shihan have many bright shadows of Zheng Ling on his body seven years later?

Just when he fell into a blind thought, suddenly a car whistle sounded -

When Zhan Hanjue's sloppy gaze was refocused, he found that Zheng Ling's car had overturned, smashed through the railing and rolled down the cliff, and Luo Shihan was nowhere to be seen.

The picture continued, but the Chill Lord's brain froze.

His eyes, which had been covered with frost all year round, suddenly melted and shed clear tears.

In the past few years, he didn't dare to look at the picture, but after watching it today, he realized how desperate and helpless Zheng Ling was when she left, at that time she kept calling his name, how she wanted to hear his voice at the last moment, but that day he had a very important meeting in the conference room, and he turned off the phone.

She took out her mobile phone - she didn't know who to call, and she didn't know if the call was going through, but when Zhan Hanjue looked at her mouth, he knew that she was calling her "Brother Jue"!

After Zheng Ling experienced a short period of panic and helplessness, the car suddenly rolled over and hit the railing next to it, and Luo Shihan happened to walk to the front side of the red car-

When Zheng Ling's car overturned off the cliff, Luo Shihan disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell to his knees.

He remembered the famous painting "The Last Supper", in which Jesus was brutally murdered after a dinner with twelve of his disciples, and the number thirteen was a very taboo number for him and Zheng Ling.

He remembered that his hand holding the phone began to tremble, and when he called Zheng Ling back in a panic, there was a prompt tone: The phone you dialed is not in the service area.

When he turned on his phone at the end of the meeting, he received thirteen missed calls from her, and his heart became inexplicably uneasy.

Soon, Zheng Ling's bad news was confirmed, and he couldn't shed tears. sat in the bar and drunk himself, and finally sent to the intensive care unit because of alcohol allergies, and three days later, when he came out of the hospital, Zheng Ling's aftermath had been dealt with.

Every time he thought of Zheng Ling, he was in great pain. He wasn't usually a man who liked to express his feelings, and although there were many women around him, he never looked at them with a straight eye.