Chapter 700

The children cried heartbreakingly.

The wind had no choice but to ruthlessly stop all three children in his arms. Hold on tightly to them.

Feng Xian looked at the back of Zheng Ling's resolute departure, revealing extremely sadness. He turned around and walked towards the lobby.

"Brother, why do you have to drive her to a dead end?" Feng Xian stood in front of Zhan Han Jue, feeling Zheng Ling's pain, and her tears rolled out disobediently.

Zhan Hanjue slowly raised his head, and Feng Xian was stunned when he saw the heartache in his eyes.

"Fengxian, I lost her. Take good care of her for me. Lord Zhan Han said in a low tone.

"Brother, haven't you always liked Sister Zheng Ling? I don't believe you really don't like her anymore. Tell me, do you have something unspeakable? ”

The wind brought the three children in, and the three children cried to death.

Tong Bao slammed the little pink fist and beat Zhan Hanjue, "Daddy, the nurse aunt turned out to be Mommy." Why don't you want her? ”

The child's fist is thunder and rain. However, he was beaten like a bruise all over his body, and there was pain everywhere on his body.

"Nope."

Zhan Han Jue didn't know that Feng Xian and Zheng Ling were best friends who talked about everything, if Feng Xian noticed that he was unusual. Then his troubles will never be solved.

Feng Xian was desperate for Zhan Han Jue, "You men are all unkind and unrighteous people. Then he ran out in a rage.

"Okay."

The children's cries finally stopped.

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"Mommy is not good. Daddy was just going to punish her for a while. When the time came, Daddy would take her back. ”

The children stopped crying, "Is it real?" ”

"But you have to keep this secret for Daddy." ”

At that moment, she thought of death.

A low-luxury car came at a gallop.

The car was just like Yan Zhengling, driving crookedly out of a wavy line on the asphalt road.

After Yan Zhengling left the calendar garden, he hurried on the asphalt avenue in a trance.

The pain brought to her by falling out of love was a hundred times more painful than cutting the skin on her face with a knife.

She felt that she was about to lose the pain, and she only thought that she could find a convenient way to get rid of it.

Yan Zhengling suddenly stopped and turned around, and when she saw the sedan rushing towards her, the corners of her lips hooked a smile of relief.

"Bump!"

The man braked suddenly, but the front of the car still knocked Yan Zhengling out.

"Get out of the way." When the man in the driver's seat noticed a woman with a staggering gait in front of him, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Although human life is like an ant in his eyes, the family's obsessive-compulsive cleanliness makes him very resistant to the blood of a strange woman in the treasure car.

But his car was driving too fast, and he couldn't slow down at all at that close distance.

Yan Zhengling opened his eyes weakly and saw the young man in front of him, and his beautiful and graceful face overlapped with that of Zhan Hanjue.

Then he pushed the door open, and a pair of white limited-edition sneakers hit the ground.

He walked up to Yan Zhengling, and Yan Zhengling's body curled up like a shrimp. He reached out and probed her nose, "Are you dead?" ”

"Don't rely on me if you want to die." The man sat in the driver's seat, his palm-sized little face was delicate and beautiful, revealing a charming elegance.

"Brother......" she shouted weakly.

"Protect yourself, I'm leaving." After she finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes.