Chapter 1086

Qiao Wan swallowed the mountains and rivers angrily: "Zhan Shu, don't worry, I am just cramping and pulling out my bones, and I will also temper my bronze body and iron bones into a mollusk that you can knead." I'll crawl in front of you even if I climb. ”

"I will never let you be Wang Baochuan's second."

Zhan Shu muttered: "Whether you want to climb in front of me or not is your business, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Qiao Wan: "......"

Qiao Wan looked at Zhan Shu's ears slightly red, and suddenly laughed brightly.

"I'm going to challenge that needle now."

"I'm leaving."

Qiao Wan left.

Zhan Shu silently stared at Mommy on the painting, and a shallow smile slowly appeared on the cold iceberg face.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his bedroom, looking at the villa opposite.

Mixed feelings.

He liked Tong Bao's mommy, a fearless urge to risk his life to protect her when he saw her.

"Mommy, I'll be back soon." ”

The imperial capital of Huanya.

The night was long, but the Lord of War had no sleep.

After much deliberation, Warlord finally made a difficult decision - he chose to leave.

He wrote a letter of resignation to Yan Zhengling.

There is only one sentence below the resignation letter:

And Yan Zhengling likes him, that is the love that gives everything and has no hesitation.

These two women are the most beautiful women in the world.

He couldn't provoke them in an innocent way.

Then, he left Wei'an Garden.

Media Asia Office Building.

Yan Zhengling raised his wrist to look at his watch, and realized that after Zhan Hanjue was late for the first time for no reason, Yan Zhengling's heart became uneasy.

I want to find myself! I hope that when we meet again, I am myself.

The name is nameless!

The resignation letter and the salary card given to him by Yan Zhengling were placed on the coffee table in the living room together.

However, the furnishings in the house have not changed, but all the things that belong to the War Chill Lord have been emptied.

Yan Zhengling was stunned.

Finally, he walked to the sofa tremblingly, picked up the message on the coffee table, and saw Zhan Hanjue's pen walking dragon snake, strong and powerful font, Yan Zhengling's tears flowed down.

She dialed the mobile phone of Zhan Hanjue, and the prompt tone of the mobile phone was "This number is empty".

Yan Zhengling suddenly felt bad, picked up the car keys and walked outside.

Ten minutes later, Yan Zhengling appeared in Wei'an Garden, the home of Zhan Hanjue.

He was alone where she couldn't see, and what a dangerous thing it was.

"Brother Jue, I'm sorry! I'm here to take you home. Yan Zhengling couldn't regret it.

......

It turned out that Brother Jue had always wanted to go home.

He is full of helplessness about the identity of amnesia.

She slapped herself in annoyance. It was because of her indecisiveness and her gains and losses that he didn't know how to deal with himself, so he could only say goodbye without saying goodbye.

A Mercedes suddenly drove past him.

The driver, Tian Mao, wore a pair of huge-framed sunglasses with black lenses, and her eyes shot an evil smile.

"Battle Chill Lord!"

There was a thunderclap, and the sky began to pour down.

The pedestrians on the street, who were originally leisurely, scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

Only the Chill Lord, wearing a limited-edition white shirt, black trousers, and white sneakers endorsed by world-famous football stars. Standing helplessly in the rain.

Today is a working day, but Zhan Hanjue appeared on this crowded street corner for only one reason: he and Yan Zhengling had a falling out.

The phoenix pupils under the sunglasses flashed with a calculating color, "Lord Zhan Han, let me see how much edge you have left!" ”

Zhan Hanjue stood at the door of a convenience supermarket to hide from the rain, and the rain curtain under the eaves blurred his vision, making him almost unable to see the scenery a little farther away.