After cooking porridge for Qiulian and her son, they hurried to the hospital.

Yan Zhengling stood at the door of the hospital elevator with her arms folded, watching Zhan Hanjue approaching with a look of deep resentment.

Last night, she was extremely drunk, but he left her extremely drunk and left.

In the middle of the night, Yan Zhengling cried sadly when she didn't see him.

How indifferent is he to her that he would hesitate to give her any care?

Zhan Hanjue walked up to her, glanced at her briefly, then walked past her and walked into the elevator.

The ice covering his body and the alienation in his eyes made Yan Zhengling puzzled.

Their relationship had obviously just gotten better, but why did it suddenly and inexplicably drop to freezing point?

"Last night, you were too ungentlemanly. How could you leave your drunk female boss alone at home? And she was also a beautiful boss. Aren't you afraid that I would be in danger?" Yan Zhengling asked

.

"But I'm even less safe if I stay with you." Zhan Hanjue said.

Yan Zhengling: "..."

There were only two of them in the elevator, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became very depressing.

"Hey, don't you know how to say hello when you see the boss?" Yan Zhengling had no choice but to speak first to break the silence.

Zhan Hanjue had a straight face and glanced at her obscurely, but didn't say anything.

Previously, she took a photo with a girl with short hair and a neutral appearance. She thought that his fiery eyes would tell that it was a girl. Who knew that he would start to sulk after seeing the photo.

I ignored her for three days.

She was young at the time and thought it was because he was under too much work pressure. It was normal for someone who was precious about words to not speak.

"You have a bad habit of having sex after drinking, do you know that? Remember to stop drinking in the future." He said coldly.

It seemed that after he warned her out of moral reasons, he put on a paralyzed face that had never changed for thousands of years and never spoke again.

"You're not...are you angry with me?" If he didn't know her well enough, Yan Zhengling would never have imagined that this guy was sulking.

Because he found that she was very nervous, and when he got angry and had a cold war, he couldn't expect to be comforted by her at all.

Unexpectedly, after this guy lost his memory, his bad habits came back again.

But this time, why was he angry with her?

Who would have known that three days later he couldn't stand the cold war anymore, ran to her, hugged her and told his grievances: "I'm jealous, can't you see?"

She was shocked. After interrogating the details, she found out that this jealous man was jealous with her girlfriend.

After she explained to him with a smile, he completely changed his bad habit of sulking and cold war.

He couldn't tell her!

It's ridiculous for him, a married man, to be jealous of other women.

But Lord Zhan Han was quite depressed. The female devil could tell at a glance that he was angry with her?

Why is it that every time he gets angry, she can never find the reason?

"Why are you angry?" She reached out and tugged on his sleeve.

He retracted his hand and ignored her.

Apart from being jealous, she had never seen this kind of behavior before.

Zhan Hanjue's slender back froze slightly, and a touch of shock passed through his heart.

"I know, you must be jealous."

I really don’t know how these eyes of fire were cultivated!

He didn't speak, so Yan Zhengling could only guess.

Why did she guess this again?

"Brother Ah Yue, I only have feelings for you." Yan Zhengling confessed shamelessly.


Chapter completed!