Suddenly his blood surged with anger.

"Do you mean to leave me?" he said in disbelief. Then he roared hysterically, "How old is it for you to make such a fuss about it?"

Zheng Ling cried sadly: "You and Zhuma staged a head-touching attack in front of me, and you even touched other people's little hands. You still didn't take it seriously. Okay, then I will go find a wild man tomorrow, and I will take it seriously."

Do you think it's okay if he plays head-butt with him in front of you, holds his little hand..."

Zheng Ling ran away crying.

Zhan Hanjue's handsome face suddenly turned pale, and his tall and tall body trembled.

"Am I crazy? How could I do such a damning thing?"

She threw out all her daily necessities, as if she was determined to clean herself out of Lord Zhan Han's world.

Zhan Hanjue ran up and was frightened to death when he saw Zheng Ling's battle.

"Zheng Ling." He walked over and hugged Zheng Ling tightly.

Zhan Hanjue turned around and chased Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling returned to the room and went straight to the bedroom.

This time, he was determined to leave Zhan Hanjue.

"I don't have the slightest intention to distance myself from Zhuma. I hate her very much in my heart. Ever since she selfishly handed you over to the executioner of the Military Intelligence Palace in Zhufeng, I have hated her with all my heart. How could I?

Maybe she behaved inexplicably?"

"Did you hear any bad rumors?"

Zheng Ling looked at him in shock. Zhan Hanjue looked upright, which actually surprised her.

"Listen to my explanation."

"I won't listen. You are no longer the brother Jue I know. You have been successfully brainwashed by your mother. Do you also think that I, Yan Zhengling, am full of diseases and cannot compare to the young and beautiful Zhuma?" Zhengling was furious and couldn't speak.

Cover it up.

Zhan Hanjue grabbed her little hand and held her tightly in his arms. He said sadly: "Zheng Ling, calm down. Listen to me."

"I really don't know." Zhan Hanjue said in frustration.

"Last night you went to Xiangding Garden for dinner, and she sent you home. At the gate of our Love Moon Castle, you kissed me, and I saw it with my own eyes. Do you... still want to deceive me?"

Zheng Ling cried until her heart broke.

Zhan Hanjue suddenly collapsed on the bed.

"I saw it with my own eyes!" she said sadly.

"When? Where?" Zhan Hanjue always felt that there was some misunderstanding.

Zheng Ling pushed him away angrily. "Don't you remember the good things you did? Why did you deceive me?"

Zheng Ling's pupils widened in shock...

The clothes in his hands just slipped to the ground.

Zhan Hanjue stood up and walked slowly to Zheng Ling. "I thought you came to Xiangding Garden to pick me up. Zheng Ling, please forgive me. Okay?"

Then he slapped himself hard.

Zheng Ling saw Zhan Hanjue's face turned pale, his eyes were filled with sadness, and his expression was dejected. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Zhan Hanjue said angrily: "Zheng Ling, believe it or not, last night, I thought she was you."

Zheng Ling nodded blankly.

Her ability to forgive Zhan Hanjue was also based on her trust in Zhan Hanjue. Over the years, Zhan Hanjue had doted on Zheng Ling. Especially when Zheng Ling suffered from depression, Zhan Hanjue was able to advance and retreat with her. Zheng Ling believed

Zhan Hanjue has deep feelings for her.

As for Zhan Hanjue's estranged behavior towards Zhuma yesterday, Zheng Ling was actually very confused. But Zhan Hanjue was even more confused than she was.

Zheng Ling said angrily: "The mistakes you made cannot be forgiven in just a few words. But considering that we have gone through eighty-one hardships and managed to be together, we should cherish this hard-won time together.

I don’t want to end up in a situation where we can only share hardships but not wealth.”


Chapter completed!