Chapter 689

After breaking with the old lady, Zhan Hanjue had no nostalgia for the tourmaline manor, so he decisively took his three children and returned to the calendar garden.

That night, he was locked in his study and painted like crazy.

Early in the morning, when Hurricane called him out for dinner, he found him asleep on the back of his wheelchair.

His paintings are scattered all over the ground, and each one is a portrait of Yan Zhengling.

The wind picked them up and placed them lightly on the desk.

At breakfast, the children looked at Daddy with an inquiring gaze.

I always feel that Daddy has inexplicably returned to the high coldness of the iceberg.

"Daddy, where's Aunt Nurse?" Han Bao asked curiously.

"I don't know." War Chill Lord.

Zhan Shu threw the knife and fork in his hand, "I'm full." ”

"She was fired and will never come back." Zhan Han Jue said lightly.

The cutting action in Zhan Shu's hand was stunned, and his eyes were slightly red, "Daddy, where did she go?" ”

"Daddy is going to work today. At home, you should listen to your teacher. ”

Then, the Lord of War Chill hurried out of the door.

Zhan Hanjue knew that Zhan Shu was in a mood, and he didn't coax him.

Instead, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and chose to escape.

On Zheng Ling's side, he had to try to restrain his attachment to her, but he was already powerless. And the children - also need mothers.

When Rolls-Royce arrived at the gate of Nova, the things that Warlord feared the most appeared.

Rolls-Royce Benz on the highway.

Zhan Hanjue pinched his eyebrows with a headache, he felt physically and mentally exhausted.

"Wind, ignore her." Warlord can't let his previous efforts go to waste.

When the wind turned and was about to leave, Yan Zhengling was not afraid of death.

Yan Zhengling is like a Wangfu stone, standing quietly at the door. And she obviously saw Warlord's car, as she was slowly approaching.

Zhan Hanjue was a little flustered, he finally rejected her ruthlessly, if she came to provoke him every once in a while, he was afraid that he would collapse.

Yan Zhengling stood in front of the car, quietly looking at Zhan Hanjue.

If Zhan Hanjue didn't get out of the car and didn't make it clear to her, she wouldn't give up.

Xin was quick and fast, and he braked sharply, so he didn't knock Yan Zhengling into the air.

"Shit, is this girl dying?" Zhan Hanjue was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

The rabble was full of criticism.

"Look, this is the eldest lady of the Yan family who has disappeared for nine years. I heard that she used to be childhood sweethearts with Zhan Shao. It's a pity that in the years when she disappeared out of thin air, Zhan Shao married the illegitimate daughter of the Luo family again. Miss Yan must be unwilling, so she wants to pursue Zhan Shao back. ”

Zhan Hanjue frowned, why is this girl so stubborn?

The two of them were at a stalemate, and there were more and more onlookers.

"Zhan Shao is reluctant to get out of the car to meet her, it is clear that he doesn't like her."

Yan Zhengling looked at Zhan Hanjue quietly, through the transparent front window, his eyes were facing each other, and Zhan Hanjue was indifferent.

"To miss is to miss. This is providence, and it is useless to force it. ”

"I've been separated for nine years, and no matter how strong the feelings are, they're gone."

Zhan Hanjue said coldly, "Forgive me for the inconvenience. ”

Yan Zhengling's pupils shrank, "I'll say it again, come down." ”

Yan Zhengling's eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Come down." Yan Zhengling shouted at him.

The wind unbuckled his seatbelt, but the Lord of War suddenly held his hand and shook his head at him.

He was determined to embarrass Zheng Ling.

Without giving her a painful lesson, she won't die.