This is his life, no one can control it at all.

"Hey, I won't tell you anymore."

Yan Zheng hurried to the ordering counter, bought a box lunch, and hurried out.

But in the busy streets, where is the figure of Lord Zhan Han?

At the entrance of the restaurant, in a low-key and ordinary car, Zhan Hanjue took off his sunglasses and cast his sharp eyes at the entrance of the restaurant.

Yu Chengqian and Yan Zhengling were talking and laughing.

"Zheng Ling, I'll give it to you." Yu Chengqian suggested in a gentlemanly manner.

Yan Zhengling declined, "No, I want to be alone."

After Yan Zhengling finished speaking, he turned around and left, his expression instantly replaced by loneliness.

Yu Chengqian suddenly strode forward and hugged Zheng Ling tightly from behind.

But his angry expression quickly softened, and his fists loosened weakly.

Since he decided to let her live and someone loves her, he should be more generous and bless her, right?

"Zheng Ling, I hope you can be my wife. Let me forget the past time with you. Okay?"

Zhan Hanjue's eagle eyes narrowed and his fists clenched.

Yu Chengqian reluctantly let go of Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling turned around, with a very serious expression on his face, "You probably don't know, but I also have mysophobia. Except for him, I feel very uncomfortable when other men touch me. So in this life, I will never

Start another relationship. Yu Chengqian, don't waste your time on me, it's not fair to you."

But why does he feel so uncomfortable?

Yan Zhengling's face darkened, and his voice became cold, "Yu Chengqian, let go."

Yu Chengqian said, "It doesn't matter, I will spend my whole life entangled with you."

Yan Zhengling felt guilty, "I'm sorry."

Yu Chengqian smiled elegantly and said, "I am too impatient. Zheng Ling, I will wait for you. Wait for you to use time to heal your wounds."

Yan Zhengling's eyes were filled with tears, "Thank you. But - you may not be able to wait in this life."

The ring on the middle finger flashed a cold blue light under the refraction of the sun.

Cold light shone into Zhan Hanjue's eyes. Zhan Hanjue closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his sharp eagle eyes fell on Yu Chengqian's ring.

Then turned and left.

Yu Chengqian raised his hand, "Zheng Ling, goodbye."

Although they are two completely different rings, Zhan Hanjue, who is as subtle as the two rings, keenly grasped what they have in common.

Both rings have the same engraving font.

It was a circular ring with a C engraved in the middle.

Zhan Hanjue was attracted by the unique font of the c character, and the huge hidden weapon ring he encountered at the scene of the massacre in Mingyue Village that day flashed in his mind.

Zhan Hanjue thought: Those who belong to Yang can walk in the sun.

Those who belong to Yin should be killers lurking in the dark.

The difference is that Yu Chengqian's ring is engraved in Yangwen.

The ring in Mingyue Village is engraved with inscriptions.

That must be the case.

The dark gaze in Zhan Hanjue's eagle eyes moved to Yu Chengqian's gentle and jade-like face.

Putting aside my personal dislike of him, let's be honest. This guy is really good looking.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, with a bit of enchantment.

This made him couldn't help but think of his mother Yu Qianqian.


Chapter completed!