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

His charming eagle eyes were wider than a copper bell. He - was forcefully kissed by Yan Zhengling?

What frightened him the most was that he was willing to fall into her tenderness even though he had the ability to resist.

Lips and teeth are dependent on each other, lingering and lingering.

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

Zhan Hanjue suddenly pushed her away as if his whole body was soaked by ice flow.

A sense of humiliation from being teased struck all his limbs.

It turned out that this woman, who had shown such passionate and affectionate love to him for so long, was all fake.

There is another man in her heart.

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

He staggered to his feet and ran towards the door.

He hailed a taxi and rushed to Media Asia Medical Department.

Brother Jue?

Media Asia founder Zhan Hanjue?

Is it him?

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

He walked over and shouted softly: "Qiulian, you go home and rest."

Qiulian woke up sleepily and smiled happily when she saw Zhan Hanjue.

In Huzi's ward, Qiulian fell asleep lying on the bedside.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the sleeping mother and son. He felt deeply disgusted with himself in his heart. He was obviously a man with a family, but his son was still lying in the hospital, yet he couldn't resist Yan Zhengling's temptation and went to attend some damn banquet.

He almost happened to her - something indescribable.

shame!

In the past few years, Hu Zi has received very little care, causing the children to feel particularly alienated from him.

Zhan Hanjue touched Huzi's face tenderly, "Daddy will prepare something delicious for you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Huzi nodded.

"Husband, you work very hard, you should go back and rest." Qiulian said.

At this time, Huzi opened his eyes, grabbed Qiulian's hand tightly, and begged: "I want mommy to accompany me."

There was a trace of self-blame in Zhan Hanjue's eyes. He was really a failed father.

When he walked to the door of his house, he found a cigarette butt lying on the ground. Zhan Hanjue's face suddenly darkened, and he looked sharply at the elevator door, only to see the man looking at him.

Their eyes met, flames shot up, and Zhan Hanjue saw an evil light flash in the man's eyes.

Lord Zhanhan's eagle eyes instantly froze, glaring at him with a kingly aura. The man condensed slightly and quickly closed the elevator and left.

Zhan Hanjue left Media Asia Hospital.

It was already 11:30 pm when he returned to Wei'an Garden. When Zhan Hanjue took the elevator and arrived at the seventh floor, the elevator door opened. Waiting outside was a man in his thirties, with a scruffy beard and a messy chicken coop.

Curly hair. There is a strong smell of smoke all over her body.

Lord Zhan Han frowned in disgust and strode away.

That night, Zhan Hanjue couldn't sleep.

For a moment, his mind was filled with the man wandering at the door of his house, and for a while, he was reminded of Yan Zhengling's affectionate voice: Brother Jue!

So that man came to see Qiulian?

Zhan Hanjue pulled out the tissue, picked up the cigarette butts on the ground, and sniffed them with nausea. The low-quality cigarettes made him frown.

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

The former inexplicably aroused a sense of anger in him, and the latter inexplicably made his whole body sore. The two emotions screamed in his body, making him just want to burn himself.

The next morning, Zhan Hanjue got up early.


Chapter completed!