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Chapter 1867

Zheng Ling suddenly realized, "I understand. So they actually still want to give this treasure to you."

Lord Zhan Han said calmly: "Yeah."

Zheng Ling felt relieved.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Guan Xiao suddenly made an emergency call to Zhan Hanjue.

"President, something happened to Ye Feng."

"What's going on?"

Guan Xiao told Zhan Hanjue everything about Tong Bao's confession to Ye Feng and the fact that Ye Feng was chasing Tong Bao late at night and had a car accident.

When Lord Zhan Han heard this, his handsome face turned livid.

Zheng Ling guessed some truth from Zhan Hanjue's conversation. She said with some uneasiness: "Hubby, is Ye Feng okay?"

Because Zhan Hanjue's handsome face was covered with thin ice, he looked as terrifying as the tyrant Shura. When he was really angry, Zheng Ling was actually timid and did not dare to say anything.

It was as if the prince, who was so superior that he had control over all sentient beings, was back again.

After Zhan Hanjue finished processing everything and turned to look at Zheng Ling, he realized that her expression was a little nervous.

He reached out and pinched the back of Zheng Ling's head, moved her forward, and gave her a deep French kiss affectionately.

She just looked at Zhan Hanjue with a frightened and elegant face, as if she was the one who did something wrong, not the girl Tongbao.

Zhan Hanjue took out his mobile phone and called Susu. He straight to the point ordered: "Bring Tong Bao back to me."

After saying these words, he hung up the phone decisively.

Zheng Ling opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhan Hanjue suddenly blocked her lips, preventing her from speaking out.

"Zheng Ling, be good, you can go to Fengyue Xiaozhu for a while." Zhan Hanjue ordered the servant: "Take your wife to Fengyue Xiaozhu as a guest."

Before Zheng Ling could object, he made the decision for her domineeringly.

"Husband, if you want to scold Tong Bao, no matter how you scold her, I have no objection. But you can't beat her or punish her corporally." Zheng Ling got rid of his shackles and looked up at him with a pair of frightened pupils, pleading.

Zhan Hanjue looked troubled...

"Zheng Ling, I love Tong Bao too. But her willfulness and ignorance caused Ye Feng to have a car accident. Her irresponsible character, if we don't correct it in time, I'm afraid she will become the second Yan Xiaoru.

A Zhuma, or a second Yu Qianqian..."

Zhan Hanjue was sitting on the sofa, wearing black home clothes. His cold temperament just gave him a cold and distant look.

"Kneel down." Lord Zhan Han stared at Tong Bao, his deep eagle eyes glowing with a cold light.

Tong Bao tremblingly walked to Zhan Hanjue and knelt in front of Zhan Hanjue. She was also afraid in her heart, but she knew that she caused brother Ye Feng to have a car accident. If such a disaster was not punished, she would also feel guilty in her heart.

I feel sorry for myself.

She said with tears in her eyes: "You promise me not to beat the child?"

Zhan Hanjue nodded. Only then did Zheng Ling dare to leave.

Not long after, Zhan Suhanbao came back with Tongbao.

She gritted her teeth and stubbornly held back her tears.

"Daddy, I know I was wrong. Daddy can punish me however he wants."

Han Bao looked at his sister with pity, and wanted to plead for her several times, but when he saw his father's solemn expression, he was afraid that he would be self-defeating.

He wanted to ask for help from the smart Zhan Su, but Zhan Su had a frozen face and looked at Tong Bao indifferently, as if he was watching from the sidelines.


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