Zheng Ling woke up for a while, and then fell asleep again. But her sleeping face was peaceful, with a smile on her lips.

Lord Zhan Han looked at her, his handsome eyes that were always shrouded in ice and snow couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

For Zhan Hanjue, happiness is actually very simple, it means that the family stays together safely and happily.

And now, he finally truly felt such happiness.

While Zhan Hanjue was taking care of Zheng Ling in confusion, Yu Qianqian in the mountainside villa was very angry about this.

"Does he only have his sick wife in mind? I've been back for a few days, and I haven't seen him take the initiative to visit me as a mother. Does he still have me as a mother in his eyes?" Yu Qianqian said angrily.

However, in the past few years, Yu Qianqian has been locked up in the underground palace of the Military Intelligence Palace. She has become increasingly irritable and unable to resolve her emotions, so that her temper has become even weirder and more selfish.

Yu Qianqian shouted, "Didn't the doctor say that Yan Zhengling is not seriously ill, she just has a cold. She is so delicate just because she has a cold. Does Han Jue need to take care of her 24 hours a day?"

Zhan Tingcheng comforted her with kind words, "Zheng Ling is ill. It's normal that Han Jue can't leave at this time."

At Yu Qianqian's age, it is also the age when menopausal syndrome breaks out. If she can get good care, the treatment situation may be greatly improved.

However he was wrong.

When he pushed Yu Qianqian to Qingmei Town, Yu Qianqian saw that the scenery here was full of traces of the Imperial Capital Tourmaline Manor, and the sky was full of blue jacarandas, so beautiful and magnificent, she immediately became very angry.

Zhan Tingcheng said: "Qianqian, if you want to see your son, then we take the initiative to go to Qingmei Town to see him. By the way, we can visit the sick daughter-in-law."

Zhan Tingcheng felt that this was the best way to improve the mother-son conflict between Yu Qianqian and Zhan Hanjue.

"Go in."

When Yu Qianqian's wheelchair slid into the courtyard of Qingmei Town, and then slid into the living room with the door open unobstructed. Everyone looked at Yu Qianqian's uninvited appearance in shock.

"Han Jue is really thoughtful. For the sake of Yan Zhengling, he actually transformed this place into something nondescript." Yu Qianqian smelled very vinegary.

Zhantingcheng did not dare to answer the call.

Zhan Su stood up from the sofa and said without any warmth in his voice: "We welcome you to come in, haven't you already come in?"

Yu Qianqian looked at Zhan Su and said angrily: "Luo Zihan, I am your grandma, you talk to me in this tone?"

Everyone felt the anger spreading from Yu Qianqian's body, and no one dared to strike up a conversation with Yu Qianqian.

Yu Qianqian asked unhappily: "Why, you don't welcome my arrival?"

She felt a little guilty towards Zhan Su because when Zhan Su was young, she scared Zhan Su into autism. This guilt made her always feel guilty for no reason when facing Zhan Su.

Han Bao was very grateful to his grandma for silently protecting him when he was in the Military Intelligence Hall. So he stood up and said warmly and politely: "Grandma, grandpa, please come in."

Zhan Su said: "I am Zhan Su."

Yu Qianqian was stunned.

"I'm staying with my mommy," Tong Bao said in a soft voice.

"Where's your daddy?"

Yu Qianqian was very satisfied with Han Bao's courtesy, and her voice softened slightly when she spoke again.

Yu Qianqian frowned, "Is your mommy seriously ill?"

Tong Bao shook his head, "No, my mommy will be fine soon."

This is Tongbao’s best wishes for mommy.


Chapter completed!