Yan Zheng asked in surprise: "Don't tell me you haven't had a fight?"

Zheng Ling thought for a while and nodded.

But Zhan Hanjue said categorically: "No."

Zheng Ling and Yan Zheng both looked at him in surprise, Zhan Hanjue said: "I only quarreled with Luo Shihan, not Zheng Ling."

Zheng Ling nodded.

Yan Zheng suddenly felt a little ashamed...

Zhan Hanjue and Zheng Ling are gods in love.

Yan Zheng found it unbelievable and humbly asked Zhan Hanjue for advice, "Brother, don't you think women can be quite assertive sometimes?"

Lord Zhan Han nodded, "Yes."

When Yan Zheng talked about women's shortcomings, they were like floods, "and more, they are also very stingy, suspicious, sensitive, and unreasonable..."

After finishing his meal, Zhan Hanjue took out a tissue and wiped his hands with dignity and grace. Then he looked at Yan Zheng calmly and said, "I only need to think of the fact that after I forced Zheng Ling to divorce, Zheng Ling repaid evil with kindness and worked hard for it.

I gave birth to three lovely children and never gave up our love. I feel that it is also my happiness to have her by my side."

Yan Zheng was dumbfounded.

Fengxian suddenly held Yan Zheng's ear and Hedong Lion roared, "Listen, listen to what the elder brother did to Sister Zheng Ling, and you can learn from me."

Lord Zhan Han nodded. "Yes."

Fengxian and Zheng Ling glared at Yan Zheng angrily.

Yan Zheng ignored their silent protests and continued: "Then how can you tolerate it? You shouldn't have mastered some of the Ninja Turtles' magical skills, right?"

Yan Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He rolled his eyes and said, "It's hopeless."

Zhan Hanjue tapped the leftovers on the table with his chin, and said angrily: "Wash the dishes."

Yan Zheng originally wanted to protest...but after receiving Fengxian's fire-breathing eyes, he stood up obediently and went to the kitchen with the bowl in his arms.

Yan Zheng cried out, "Wife, wife, please be merciful."

Fengxian let go, Yan Zheng covered his red ears, looked at Zhan Hanjue angrily, and murmured: "I can't believe how hard it is to learn from you. Brother, I will give you the annual award -

—Wiveslave Award..."

Zhan Hanjue said with a face of honor, "Thank you, I'm well-deserved."

Zheng Ling could tolerate others saying she was dead, but she couldn't tolerate others saying Zhan Hanjue was dead. She took off another slipper and held it in her hand, looking like she was about to commit murder!

Yan Zheng said blankly: "Put down your slippers."

Zheng Ling said: "You try to say the word "death" again?"

While complaining endlessly: "Why don't you hire a nanny? Master Zhan, don't you have money? If you have money, you won't be able to take it into the coffin when you die."

Zheng Ling took off her shoes, ran to the kitchen angrily, threw the slippers on Yan Zheng, put her hands on her hips, and looked like a shrew, "You want to say the word death to me again?"

Her formation scared Yan Zheng to death. Even Zhan Hanjue and Feng Xian in the living room were stunned.

When Zhan Hanjue carried Zheng Ling back to the bedroom, Zheng Ling's body was still trembling slightly.

It had been many days, and Zheng Ling's illness had been relatively stable. This sudden recurrence made Zhan Hanjue feel worried again.

Lord Zhan Han came over and picked up Zheng Ling. He comforted her softly: "Zheng Ling, don't be angry. Let's go back to the room to rest."

Yan Zheng was a little timid. He rarely saw Zheng Ling when she was so excited. Besides, Zheng Ling was ill now, and he didn't know how serious Zheng Ling's condition was. He just knew not to anger her...

"Brother, what's wrong with your wife? Take her away quickly, I'm afraid." Yan Zheng asked for help.

The key is that he felt that Yan Zheng's words were gentle, because he didn't know where Yan Zheng had irritated Zheng Ling, which made Zhan Hanjue feel even more frightened and uneasy.

Zheng Ling suddenly hugged him and started crying. "You can't die. Otherwise, what will I do?"


Chapter completed!