Chapter 685

Chapter 685

Xiang Ding Yuan.

The person in charge of the door guard came to Zhan Hanjue's side and said, "Young Master, just now, Miss Yan and Second Miss came back, but according to your instructions, we didn't dare to let Miss Yan in."

War Chill Lord's heart throbbed inexplicably.

He never dreamed that one day, Zheng Ling would be rejected outside the Tourmaline Manor, and it was himself who rejected him.

"Where's the second miss?"

"The eldest master specially told us that the second lady is not allowed to go home during this time."

Zhan Hanjue's eagle eyes suddenly froze, "Is he trying to let the phoenix immortal fend for himself?" ”

It's just that right now, he doesn't seem to have the heart to take care of the future of the phoenix. For now, all he had to worry about was how they would get out of this deserted manor.

The front and rear seats of the sedan are separated by solid wooden planks. The bulletproof windows are specially treated so that the line of sight can only be seen from the inside to the outside. And the outside can't see the inside.

Zhan Hanjue sat in the front passenger seat, and the wind sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car galloped towards the gate of the tourmaline manor.

"Wind, prepare the car."

The wind was slightly stunned, and after he understood the president's intentions, he went to the basement of the Zhan family and quickly drove out a very ordinary car.

If she was allowed to go on like this, she was afraid that her legs would hurt.

"Wind, give them a ride." War Chill Lord.

Fengxian and Zhengling supported each other, walking lonely on the dark red permeable bricks beside the asphalt road.

Zhan Hanjue watched them from afar, and saw Zheng Ling wearing such high heels, stepping on the grass bricks, one high and one low. The Lord of War Chill sighed faintly.

Yan Zhengling is like a puppet of the walking dead, she will do whatever Fengxian asks her to do.

Zhan Hanjue listened to the movement behind him, and he didn't hear Zheng Ling's voice for a long time, and he couldn't hide his loss.

The car stopped in front of Zheng Ling and Feng Xian, the window of the back seat slid down, and the wind disguised as an old voice, "Two girls, do you want me to give you a ride?" ”

Fengxian couldn't move anymore, so she pulled Zheng Ling and sat in.

"Sister Zhengling, why don't you say something. You're silent, I'm scared. ”

"Big brother won't let you enter the tourmaline manor, then we'll go to his company to find him." I don't believe it, and my eldest brother doesn't even want Huanya. ”

This girl is usually lively, but today she is so quiet, it really worries him.

Fortunately, Feng Xian would have a voice from time to time, so that he could judge Zheng Ling's condition based on what Feng Xian said.

Zhan Han Jue knew that Zheng Ling was sitting behind him. But she was so quiet, like transparent air, that he couldn't catch her presence.

Zhan Hanjue's throat tightened, and he always felt that if Zheng Ling didn't speak again, his heart would jump out of his throat.

......

Fengxian was talking to herself, but Zheng Ling was staring out of the car window.

Zheng Ling finally choked. "Yesterday, he asked me if I had ever been concerned about him. ”

"I don't know why he asked this suddenly, I was just afraid that he would worry about me, so I answered extremely perfunctorily."

Zheng Ling sniffed......

War Chill Jue's heart sank slightly.

Worried that he would not be able to eat light food when he was out of business, that he was forced to drink, that he had a recurrence of stomach problems, and that the doctors did not know that he was allergic to stomach medicine.

"I'm worried that he is lonely and cold, and without me by my side to relieve his unhappiness, he will be even more depressed and lonely.

"If I had known he was determined to leave, I would have opened up and told him. In fact, for so many years, I have been worried about him all the time. ”

Worried that he would suffer from taking care of three children on his own. I'm worried that he's busy with work and won't have a good rest.

No matter how big or small, I always can't stop worrying about him.

I have lived two lives, and I seem to live for him. If you breathe without stopping, you will not be worried for a moment. But he never understood...... How much I love him. ”