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Chapter 1780

Seeing her running up and down, Fengxian shouted worriedly, "Zhengzheng, come quickly."

Yan Zheng was still sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs playing with his mobile phone. When he heard Fengxian's anxious cry, he left and ran up.

Yu Qianqian's bedroom door was locked at some point, and Zheng Ling couldn't open it no matter how hard she beat.

"Zheng Ling, what are you doing?" Yan Zheng asked.

Fengxian said angrily: "Eldest brother and Zhuma are having an affair inside."

When Yan Zheng heard this, his head exploded with a bang.

Zheng Ling was like a madman, hitting the door again and again with his thin body. Yan Zheng roared: "What are you doing? Is it worth it for a scumbag?"

Zheng Ling only wanted to save Zhan Hanjue. In her eyes, Zhan Hanjue was not a scumbag.

But faced with Zheng Ling's request, he was unwilling to refuse.

"Zheng Ling..." he murmured.

inside the house.

Zhan Hanjue's consciousness has become confused. What's even more frightening is that the chemical reaction between the two lovers and the effect of the sandalwood has occurred in the body, causing him to suffer from extreme weakness, dizziness and vomiting.

Zhuma gritted her teeth, "Yes, I am not Zhengling, but I am Zhuma who loves you."

Zhan Hanjue collapsed to the ground after a short while.

Zhuma gritted his teeth and gave himself to Lord Zhanhan.

But as soon as she got closer to Zhan Hanjue, he was pushed away by Zhan Hanjue, "Go away, you are not Zheng Ling."

At this moment, he still maintains some sanity. He must defeat Zhuma in a fast, ruthless and accurate way, otherwise he will do something that will disgrace Zheng Ling.

He heard Zheng Ling crying outside the door, and heard Yan Zheng angrily scolding him in unpleasant voices.

Zhuma rushed forward, "Brother Zhan, I love you. I'm sorry, I love you."

"Get out, get away..." Zhan Hanjue exploded again, grabbing Zhuma's hair and smashing it to the side.

Yu Qianqian slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhan Hanjue sitting on the ground with bright red blood around his mouth. She was immediately frightened.

"Jue'er."

He was extremely anxious, perhaps too anxious, and started vomiting blood as soon as he was out of breath.

"Ah?" Zhuma was frightened, "Brother Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

She staggered and flew forward. Zhan Hanjue held Zheng Ling's panic-stricken face and said four words with all his strength: "Zheng Ling, be strong."

He didn't know if he could get through this difficulty. At that moment, he just felt that his body was hollowed out. He was so scared, afraid that he would not be able to survive and leave Zheng Ling alone in the world. What should she do?

The door panel suddenly fell to the ground with a loud crash.

When Zheng Ling saw that Zhan Hanjue's mouth was full of blood, she felt that her legs were shaking and she was about to kneel on the ground.

When Zhan Hanjue saw Zheng Ling's reaction, the world in his eyes slowly became barren, and then he fainted completely.

What happened in Xiangding Garden shocked the entire Tourmaline Manor.

But he didn't know that his will-like words completely frightened Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling suddenly abandoned him and ran outside.

Old Master Zhan sent Lord Zhan Han to Media Asia as quickly as possible.

Then......

When Zhan Hanjue was unconscious and Zheng Ling was missing.

The three old men, Mrs. Zhan, Mrs. Yu, and Mrs. Yan, interrogated the source of today's tragedy with great sadness and indignation.

Fengxian cried heartbrokenly, accusing Xiangdingyuan of its sins.


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