Chapter 899

Calendar Garden.

Zhan Hanjue sat in the center of the living room, looking indifferently at the moving company to move out what belonged to him.

The employees of the moving company have some things that they don't understand, and occasionally come to him to ask him: "War is less, do you need daily necessities?" ”

"Do you need to remove the indoor planters?"

Zhan Han Jue said: "Move everything that belongs to me out of this house." ”

He was going to leave the calendar garden to Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling resented him so much, if she saw his things, she should ...... Zhan Hanjue shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't dare to think about the sad and angry expression on Zheng Ling's face.

Until the calendar garden turned into an empty house, as if it had never been inhabited.

When the old lady learned the news of Zhan Hanjue's return, the frosty face that did not change even before the collapse of Mount Tai disintegrated into pieces of unwilling despair in an instant.

"Han Jue, why are you doing this?"

War Lord has been an arbitrary and domineering man since he was a child. Cutter, no one can change his decision.

All traces of the Warlord have been erased.

The moving company dragged a few truckloads of furniture to the tourmaline estate.

An hour later, the Rolls-Royce of the War Lord appeared at the door of the Tourmaline Manor.

Ye Feng said with a worried face: "President, your leg is still recovering, and the rehabilitation therapist said that you can't rush it......"

The handsome face of the Battle Chill Lord bloomed with a stubborn expression, which was the strongest idea of the king to conquer the world.

"I have to stand up." The numbness and weakness of his legs, as well as the sharp pain at the base of his legs, made his forehead run into a fine cold sweat.

The old lady knew that he could no longer change the fate of the Battle Chill Lord.

Zhan Han Jue returned to his Xiangding Garden, Ye Feng pushed him to the door of Xiangding Garden, and Zhan Han Jue stood up tremblingly.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand to support him, but was rejected by Zhan Han Jue.

For example, we will never bow down to any evil forces.

Zhan Hanjue dragged his heavy body and walked around every corner of the Xiangding Garden.

When he returns to this familiar place, he can't help but think of many good memories from the past.

Ye Feng looked at the president, in this short life, he learned a lot of positive spirit from the president.

For example, short protection.

For example, forbearance.

"If marriage is already a shackle, a cage, and people can't kick it, why don't you let go of each other and be okay with each other?"

He remembers being angry...... He yelled at her, "Luo Shihan, put away your ridiculous ideas. Divorce is a very immature sign. ”

Luo Shihan was obviously shocked by his eerie aura. In the end, choose a compromise that is not convincing. "Oh, got it."

He still remembered Luo Shihan sitting there, gently disinfecting his injured hands.

Her sweet voice pierced his eardrum without warning.

......

"Oh, I see."

"What about you?" The Battle Chill Lord is impressive.

Luo Shihan was frightened by his fierce appearance, and almost cried. "Zhan Ye, I'...... There will be no divorce. And if I die, I will die with the war master. ”

Then, Luo Shihan's eyes flashed with a light of wisdom: "Master Zhan, you ...... Not willing to get a divorce? ”

Word by word, he announced in a sonorous voice, "The wife I choose for myself will go all the way to the end." In my dictionary, there is no word divorce, only the word widow. ”

Widowed? Luo Shihan's face turned pale, and her body trembled.

......

A soft smile appeared on the cold and mournful face of the Battle Chill Lord, and in an instant, it seemed that all the Manzhu Sawa were in full bloom, red and bright on the netherworld. Let all the despair that is on the verge of death be reduced.

Zhan Han Jue slowly sat down on the sofa, sitting in the warmest place in his memory. Reach out and touch the empty spot on the other side!