"Ahh That's what you say! ”

Zhang Lian was the first to rush up and take the hair from Yan Zhen's hand.

She explained: "This is my hair, and I love your dad so much, so I cut a strand of my hair and put it in your dad's pillow."

Yan Zhen, you are also an adult, do you want me to explain this thing to you about giving people green silk more than love silk? This is a little love affair between me and your dad, and you want to make a big fuss about it? ”

"But it's not your hair."

Yan Zhen stretched out his hand as he spoke, and pulled a few hairs from Zhang Lian's head, comparing them with the handful in his hand.

"Ms. Zhang, your hair is fine and soft, and it has an unhealthy yellow, and the hair in my dad's pillow is black and thick, obviously the hair of a healthy young woman.

"I don't understand what you're saying at all."

Zhang Lian flatly denied it, "I know you have hatred for me in your heart, but I asked the senior monk of Fahua Temple to cut this hair for me personally and give it to your father, you don't know how precious it is, you really shouldn't make a big fuss about it." ”

Yan Zhen didn't want to explain too much, Zhang Lian was able to sit in this position now, and she coaxed her father around, so she naturally left a way out for herself to do things.

Even if she finds out about this matter today, she will definitely not be able to put the charge on Zhang Lian's head in the end.

So, Yan Zhen simply took out a lighter and burned the hair with a fire.

Yan Yurou looked at the blue flames, gritted her teeth and scolded: "Yan Zhen, don't go too far, do you know how rare and precious these hairs are for an elderly person?" ”、

"Alright, shut up."

Yan Donghai waved his hand and motioned to Yan Yurou not to speak: "Since Yan Zhen said that there is a problem, then there must be a problem, if you don't sleep well, you will die, so is there a problem with the pillow, don't you know if I sleep tonight?" It's just a strand of hair, you are arguing so fiercely, aren't you being a thief? ”

"Husband, after all, this is a gift from me to you, and she burned it like this, is it okay?"

Zhang Lian looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, now that the evidence was burned, she became more and more fearless.

Thinking of all the grievances before, she grabbed Yan Zhen's wrist and said loudly: "Yan Zhen, if you want to target me, come openly, don't fix these vain things, as for you saying that because the child wants to sue me, okay, let's see you in the court, this matter will never be judged by a third party, you will never understand my hard work." ”

"Zhang Lian, do you really think I can't come up with evidence?"

Yan Zhen forcefully withdrew his hand from Zhang Lian's palm.

She looked at the confident and angry face and said, "Ms. Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, your hair was cut from the head of a pregnant woman who just died, right?"

If it's just a strand of dead man's hair, it won't play a harmful role, but you contact the demon Dao, guide the pregnant woman into an evil spirit, and put a spell on her, wanting to murder my dad, so that my dad can't sleep well for a long time and has no energy to run the company, so you can take the opportunity to pinch the company in your own hands and the entire Yan family in your hands, am I right? ”

Zhang Lian didn't expect that this Yan Zhen was young, but he had some ability.

Only she and the Taoist Master knew about it.

Even Yan Yurou didn't know.

How did this Yan Zhen know about such a secret thing?