Chapter 682

Zheng Ling couldn't wait to pick up the letter and turn on the lamp on the coffee table. Just in the dim light, browse.

"You don't say goodbye, two whole years. This time, I said goodbye. Yan Zhengling, we are clear. ”

Between the lines, there is determination and ruthlessness.

Yan Zhengling broke down and cried, "What does he mean?" ”

The old lady's calmness was completely crushed by her granddaughter's heart-rending cry. When he opened his eyes, he looked at his granddaughter with a weak heart, "You are not bad at school, can't you still read a letter?" ”

Zheng Ling tore the letter to shreds, "It's not that I can't read this letter, I can't understand his heart." Isn't his heart bigger than the ocean? How can I remember my mistakes? I—when my grandson seemed to apologize to him, did he forgive me? How do you say that if you turn your face, you will turn your face? ”

He can manipulate Zheng Ling's heart to make her love him, and he can also make her hate him.

The old lady is very worry-free, and the only thing he has to do now is to appease this crying bag.

"Lingbao, who told you that his heart is bigger than the ocean? That's your misunderstanding of him. Didn't you listen to the people outside, he will repay his eyes, and his scheming is deep. ”

The old lady was originally anxious about how to separate the relationship between the two and keep them apart for a while.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Hanjue had already planned Zhou Xiang and made Zheng Ling misunderstand him with just a few words.

In the end, the person who knows Zheng Ling best in this world is still him.

Zheng Ling and Han Jue are his favorite children. More than anyone else, he wants them to be together.

But if they are in prison, he is still selfish after all, and he hopes to save Zheng Ling.

And this is his helpless choice.

Yan Zhengling cried to death, "I'm going to find him, I'm going to ask him personally, what does he mean by this?" Do you want to cut me off? ”

Yan Zhengling ran out crying.

The old lady sighed wistfully.

As the richest man in the imperial capital, he is decisive in killing, and he has always been the master of other people's destinies.

In his impression, Zhan Tinghai has always been a person whose face does not change when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.

But that day, the Sea of War Thunder was helpless and confused like a child.

The old lady leaned her head back on the rocking chair, closed her eyes, and a messy scene flashed in her head.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan, what should I do? Did I make a mistake? Made a big mistake? Our warriors are coming to an end. ”

That day, on a rainy night, after knocking on his door, the sea of war thunder said those strange things incoherently.

When Zhan Tinghai said these words with trepidation, he was shocked.

"Which daughter-in-law?" He was lucky.

I hope it's not her.

"Brother Zhan, what's going on?" He got out of the bed and poured a cup of tea for Zhan Tinghai.

Zhan Tinghai's hand holding the tea cup kept trembling, and the tea kept splashing out.

"I'll give my daughter-in-law to-"

"You're crazy, is she something you can provoke?"

"I don't know why this happened, I was like a ghost. Brother Yan, think of a way for me, otherwise dozens of lives of our warriors will be ...... I can't keep it! ”

"How? Let me think. ”

But it backfired.

Zhan Tinghai shuddered and said, "Tingcheng's." ”

"Yu Qianqian?" He shuddered as he uttered those three words.

For the sake of the war family, how much innocent blood has been on his hands over the years.

What a cruel and inhumane way that is?

It still makes him feel palpitations when he thinks about it.

Old lady Yan Huo Di opened her eyes, and there was a sad look in her eyes.

I don't care about having one more grandson, one granddaughter-in-law.

And he no longer has the power to stop him from doing anything.