Chapter 1051

It wasn't until Yan Zhengling easily took his hand away and bit his lip that he regretted it.

His charming eagle eyes were bigger than the copper bell, and he-was forcibly kissed by Yan Zhengling?

What frightened him the most was that he was capable of resisting, but he was willing to fall into her tenderness.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, and the bonds are entangled.

"Brother Jue!" Yan Zhengling suddenly let out a sigh.

The Battle Chill Lord felt like he was soaked in ice and pushed her away.

A teasing sense of humiliation hits the limbs.

It turns out that this woman, for so long, has shown such warm and affectionate love for him, all of which are fake.

She had another man in her heart.

Zhan Hanjue didn't realize that he was jealous of his former self.

He staggered to his feet and ran towards the gate.

He hailed a taxi and headed for the medical department of Media Asia.

Brother Jue?

The founder of Media Asia, Zhan Hanjue?

It's him, right?

This kind of mistake must never happen again in the future.

He walked over and shouted softly, "Qiu Lian, you go home and rest." ”

Qiu Lian woke up sleepy-eyed, and when she saw Zhan Hanjue, she smiled.

In Huzi's ward, Qiu Lian fell asleep on the head of the bed.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the sleeping mother and son, and he was deeply disgusted with himself in his heart. Obviously, he is a family man, and his son is still lying in the hospital, but he can't resist Yan Zhengling's temptation, and runs to attend some ghost banquet, and almost has an indescribable affair with her.

Disgrace!

In the past few years, there has been very little care for Huzi, and the child is particularly alienated from him.

Zhan Hanjue gently touched Huzi's face, "Daddy will make you something to eat tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Huzi nodded.

"Husband, you work very hard, so you should go back and rest." Autumn Lotus Road.

At this time, Huzi opened his eyes, grabbed Qiu Lian's hand tightly, and begged, "I want Mommy to accompany me." ”

There was a hint of self-reproach in the eyes of Zhan Hanjue, he was really a failed father.

When I walked to the door, I found a cigarette butt lying on the ground. Zhan Hanjue's face suddenly sank, and his eyes shot towards the elevator door, but he saw that the man was also looking at him.

Looking at each other, flames burst out, and Zhan Han Jue saw an evil light flash in the man's eyes.

The eagle pupils of the Battle Chill Lord were frozen in an instant, and he stared at him with the aura of a king, and the man condensed slightly. Close the elevator and leave.

The Lord of War left the hospital.

When I returned to Wei'an Garden, it was already half past eleven in the evening, and when Zhan Hanjue took the elevator to the seventh floor, the elevator door opened, and a man in his thirties was waiting outside, with a sloppy beard and messy chicken nest curls. There was a strong smell of smoke all over the body.

Lord Zhan Han frowned in disgust. Strode away.

That night, the Lord of War Chill tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep.

For a while, I was thinking of the man who was wandering at the door of his house, and for a while, it was Yan Zhengling's affectionate voice: Brother Jue!

So that man is here to find Qiu Lian?

Zhan Hanjue pulled out a tissue, picked up the cigarette butt on the ground, and sniffed it with nausea, the inferior cigarette made him frown.

The smell of smoke is exactly the same as the smell of the man just now?

The former inexplicably aroused a touch of anger in him, and the latter inexplicably made his whole body sour. Two emotions shouted in his body, making him want to just self-immolate.

The next morning, the Lord of War Chill got up early.