Zhan Hanjue anxiously grabbed Zheng Ling's hand and gave her a comforting look. Then he turned to Zhuma and said, "Zuma, I promised your father to take good care of you, but I didn't promise that he would marry you. I

Lord Zhan Han has made a promise and will never break his promise. But in this life, I also promised that my wife will be a couple for the rest of my life. I will take care of you, but I will not marry you."

Zhuma's smile froze in an instant, and the love that she couldn't get immediately turned into hatred, "You don't mean what you say." Then she covered her face and ran away.

The villagers all looked at Jue Zhan with condemnation: "Zhanshan's corpse is still cold, but you broke your promise and refused to marry the saint. We will not welcome you in the last days."

Zhan Hanjue felt the silent comfort from Zheng Ling, his cold heart immediately became happy, and the corners of his lips rose.

He doesn't care how others interpret him, he only cares about Zheng Ling.

Zhan Hanjue was instantly isolated, and his handsome face was in embarrassment.

Zheng Ling held Zhan Hanjue's hand tightly... and gave him a comforting look.

Zheng Ling sneered and said, "Let me ask you, do you have any parents above you?"

"Of course. I didn't jump out of a rock." The fierce man who defended Zhuma said angrily.

"You are too overbearing. Brother Jue only promised Mr. Zhanshan to take care of his daughter, but did not promise to marry her. How do you start with this broken promise?" Zheng Ling said firmly.

A villager stood up and said indignantly: "If you don't marry her, how can you take care of her?"

"Then let me ask you again. Do you have any children?"

"Yes." He didn't understand why Zheng Ling asked so many questions that had nothing to do with Zhuma, but she told the truth.

"Have they ever taken care of you?" Zheng Ling asked.

"It is natural for parents to take care of their children."

Zheng Ling smiled and said: "Then let me ask you again, will you marry your parents and children?"

The man instantly turned red and thick-necked with embarrassment, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and said angrily, "How could I do such a rebellious thing?"

Zheng Ling said seductively: "Can you take care of your child?"

"Of course."

The villagers also felt that Yan Zhengling's statement was reasonable and nodded one after another.

"That's a good idea."

Zheng Ling closed the net and revealed her intention, "Didn't you say so? If you don't marry Zhuma, you won't be able to take care of her."

The man was rendered speechless by Zheng Ling's iron-toothed argument. Zheng Ling added: "My husband and I live together as husband and wife. Since he promised old man Zhanshan to take care of Zhuma, then naturally I also support it. I am willing."

Adopt her as our daughter, and from then on, we will love her and protect her like our parents. Do you have any objections?"

Zhuma suddenly came back and roared at Zheng Ling with red eyes: "If you want me to be your daughter, you can dream. Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You just want to completely cut off the relationship between me and Brother Zhan.

I won't let you succeed."

Zheng Ling smiled and said nothing.

Zhan Hanjue, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Zhuma, I made a vow to Zheng Ling: I will be with her for the rest of my life. My promise to her comes first, and my promise to your father comes second. I am absolutely convinced."

I will not give up my first vow just because of a later promise. What is the difference between me and a hypocrite?"

After Zhan Hanjue finished speaking, he looked sideways at Zheng Ling and said softly: "Zheng Ling, let's go back."


Chapter completed!