"Why do you deliberately make me angry?" Zhan Hanjue asked.

"I didn't mean to make you angry, it's just..."

"Just what?" Zhan Hanjue asked.

"I just want to hear you teach me." Zheng Ling whispered.

Lord Zhan Han was dumbfounded...

Jun Lian laughed, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, and said, "What's in your head? Are you happy that Brother Jue scolded you?"

"Of course I'm not happy. But grandma said that you have autism again. Didn't I want you to talk more?" Zheng Ling told everything.

Lord Zhan Han: "..."

He said silently: "Are you two three-year-old children? You guys can't come up with such a childish idea."

After saying that, Zhan Hanjue knocked on her forehead, "You are not allowed to wear miniskirts in the future. Do you still want to join the disco? Can you go in and give me a try?"

Zheng Ling laughed so hard that she couldn't stand upright.

Zheng Ling said angrily: "Then you haven't told me yet, why don't you care about me wearing a miniskirt? Do you think you don't care about me anymore?"

Zhan Hanjue explained: "On the contrary, I just care too much about your feelings that I dare not stop you."

Boye and the old man quickly separated. Boye's face showed a shy look of a girl.

"Are you back?"

When Zhan Hanjue and Zheng Ling returned to the Wuyou Garden, as soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Boye and his grandfather hugging each other, looking at the brilliant and fragrant Wuyou flowers, looking peaceful and peaceful as time passed.

Zheng Ling cleared her throat, "Ahem!"

Zhan Hanjue handed her the medicinal materials with a dark face.

Boye looked at Zhan Hanjue and asked, "Are the medicinal materials fresh?"

Boye secretly looked at Zhan Hanjue's handsome face, but found that his handsome face was still sullen and cold.

He shook his head helplessly. "Han Jue, have you got all the medicinal materials?"

He put the medicinal ingredients into Boye's hand, turned around and went upstairs.

Boye was worried, "This child won't die if he says anything. This autism is getting more and more serious."

Zhan Hanjue could clearly feel that she was deliberately making things difficult for him. Would the medicinal materials he personally found be stale?

Do you really think he is autistic?

"You work hard." Boye said.

Zheng Ling hurriedly chased Zhan Hanjue.

You must know that Zheng Ling regards Grandma Boye as a miracle doctor, and she firmly believes in any diagnosis she makes. When she said that brother Jue's autism was serious, Zheng Ling became panicked.

"What should we do?"

Zhan Hanjue frowned slightly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Zheng Ling walked over and sat next to him silently. She pulled his hand over and held it in her palm.

Upstairs, Zhan Hanjue took off his coat and sat in a daze on the bed wearing a white T-shirt.

Zheng Ling opened the door gently and carefully looked at Lord Zhan Han.

Lord Zhan Han said: "She deserves it."

Zheng Ling said: "I know you must be very angry with your mother-in-law. I am too. I heard that she almost caused your organs to fail, and I wanted to kill her."

Zhan Hanjue turned to look at Zheng Ling and said in an almost pleading voice: "Zheng Ling, hug me."

Zheng Ling put his head on her shoulder and said comfortingly: "Brother Jue, did you go to Xiangding Garden yesterday to embarrass your mother?"

Lord Zhan Han listened quietly to Zheng Ling's healing voice. Only in front of Zheng Ling could his heart become calm, as if he had been saved.

Zheng Ling changed the subject, "But she is your mother after all. If you kill her, you just hope that no one will fight against me in the future and my life will be smoother. Right?"

Lord Zhan Han nodded. "Yes."

Zheng Ling smiled lightly, "I know that you are good to me. But do you know? Just because you are good to me, I can't let you make mistakes. If you kill her, you will be charged with matricide."

, for a person like you who attaches great importance to love and justice, won’t you live in guilt and self-blame for the rest of your life..."


Chapter completed!