Guan Xiao's proposal not only showed filial piety to Zhan Hanjue, but also prevented Yan Zhengling from feeling troubled.

But Zhan Hanjue thought about it, but he always felt that something was wrong. Zhan Hanjue said painfully: "My mother made a lot of mistakes, but she was always my mother. She was not good to Zheng Ling, but she was good to me.

.I avoid her like this, which makes her feel cold. But when I go to see her, I always feel that it is unfair to Zheng Ling."

Guan Xiao said: "President, Madam is not in the Imperial City now. The President went to the Imperial Hotel to welcome his father and mother home. Madam will not know about it. As for the media, I will deal with it cleanly."

Zhan Hanjue hesitated... and finally stood up from his wheelchair and ordered Guan Xiao, "Clean up the media. Zheng Ling must not be allowed to see today's report."

The taxi was driving on the road, but was blocked in the middle of the road by the Zhan family's honor guard.

Guan Xiao looked at Zhan Hanjue's increasingly dark face and cautiously suggested: "President, why don't you walk there?"

Guan Xiao said: "Yes."

Media Asia is only one street away from the Imperial Hotel. In order to cover up the situation, Zhan Hanjue asked Guan Xiao to take a taxi.

He stood on the side of the road, with his unparalleled handsome face and upright body, instantly becoming the focus of the crowd.

"Look, that's Prince Zhan of the Imperial Capital... He's so handsome in person. Much prettier than those little freshmen."

Zhan Hanjue looked at the Imperial Hotel at the end of the road. It was a few minutes' walk away. But if he continued to wait in the car, it might be several hours away.

Zhan Hanjue opened the car door and got out.

The reporter said: "There are rumors that Zhan Ye's mother and father, who have been missing for many years, are back. Zhan Ye personally came to the Imperial Hotel to greet..."

It turned out that Yu Qianqian and Zhan Tingcheng returned to the imperial capital.

At this time, Yan Zhengling hurriedly got out of the taxi with Zhengyu's child in her arms. When she heard the noise of passers-by, she looked over curiously.

Seeing Zhan Hanjue hurriedly walking towards the Imperial Hotel with his head buried, Yan Zhengling was slightly startled and asked a reporter next to him, "Miss, what are you doing at the Imperial Hotel?"

Zhan Hanjue came to the Imperial City Hotel and instantly made the Imperial City Hotel shine.

Mrs. Yu and Mr. Zhan had been chatting for a while. When Zhan Hanjue entered, the two old men stood up with smiles on their faces.

Seeing Zhan Hanjue rushing to see his parents in such a hurry, he must have very deep feelings for his parents. Zheng Ling's heart dropped inexplicably.

Zheng Ling was thinking about the child in her arms and did not dare to wait too long before leaving in a hurry.

Although during these decades, the two families had many misunderstandings, estrangements, and even deep hatred due to various causes and conditions. However, they are both old people who have lived for nearly a hundred years. They are used to wind and rain, and they both long for a peaceful life.

For this common goal, they have a tacit understanding of burying the unbearable past in their hearts.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Zhan Hanjue greeted them with a smile.

"Brother Tinghai, I have to thank you. You helped me raise such an outstanding grandson." Mr. Yu held Mr. Zhan's hand. Although the relationship between the two of them was that of a superior and a subordinate, they still had a close relationship.

Like brothers.

Zhan Hanjue felt a little sour in his heart. He said with shame, "I'm sorry for her."

Old Mrs. Yu patted his shoulder and said, "There is no hatred between mother and son. You go and see her."

Zhan Hanjue looked around the room and saw no one else, so he asked, "Where are my father and mother?"

Mrs. Yu said, "In the next room, your mother is looking forward to you. She has to look at your photos for a long time every day before going to bed."

Zhan Hanjue then moved to the suite next to him.

The door was not closed, and as soon as Zhan Hanjue's tall and tall body appeared at the door, Zhuma jumped up excitedly and hugged him.

"Brother Zhan, I miss you so much."

Zhan Hanjue's handsome face turned to stone.


Chapter completed!