Chapter 72
"You are unfair to me?" Zhan Hanjue asked in surprise.
Ye Ninghuan said angrily: "Why, do you still think you are great?"
"She has three percent of Feng's Group shares. I helped her hide it. She transferred all the shares to me." Zhan Hanjue explained.
Ye Ninghuan: “…”
She really thought he was a bad guy.
"The Feng family has no doubts?" Ye Ninghuan asked.
Zhan Hanjue said: "I sold Feng Qianru's shares to the Feng family at a low price. The Feng family was grateful for my kindness, so they did not pursue it. But they still doubted it. Otherwise, Feng Jiuzun would not have arranged for your cousin to come here, nor would he have been ruling me for so many years."
Ye Ninghuan gave a thumbs up.
The unscrupulous businessman is indeed a unscrupulous businessman.
The two ends are sold well, and they not only get rid of a wife who doesn’t love him, but also make a lot of money from the Feng family.
"However, since Feng Qianru's death is fake, why will there be any problem if you marry again?" Ye Ninghua was puzzled.
Zhan Hanjue coughed lightly and said, "Accident."
Ye Ninghuan frowned, once or twice, three times or accidents?
He has too many surprises!
"Now you know the truth, don't be angry?" Zhan Hanjue asked again.
Ye Ninghuan was stunned and immediately shouted: "When did I get angry? Don't slander me."
"Aren't you angry? I saw me taking Feng Qianru's bracelet before, and I have been having trouble with me these days. Could it be that it's because I'm jealous?" Zhan Hanjue approached her.
Ye Ninghuan retreated in panic and stammered and denied: "Who is jealous, don't talk nonsense."
"Why is that awkward?"
Zhan Hanjue approached her and let her lean against the wall and had no way out.
"I'm not embarrassed, you're thinking too much." Ye Ninghuan lowered his head and continued to deny it, not daring to look up at his eyes.
Zhan Hanjue looked at the panic expression on her face, and his curly eyelashes trembled slightly, like a small brush, constantly playing around on his heart.
It stirred his heart and made him angry.
"A word is right and wrong."
Zhan Hanjue said in a low voice, pinching her small chin, forcing her to raise her head and kissing her red lips.
The soft touch seems to have a fatal attraction.
Let him just want to ask for more.
When his body was picked up, Ye Ninghua exclaimed in shock.
But soon, Zhan Hanjue blocked his red lips again.
However, just as the two of them were thundering and the earth was about to burst into pieces, Ye Ninghua's cell phone rang.
"Tel, someone called."
Ye Ningfan pushed him away and gasped to remind him.
Zhan Hanjue pressed up again: "No matter."
Ye Ninghuan also wanted to ignore it, but his phone rang over and over again, and called it three times in a row.
Ye Ninghua couldn't stand it anymore and pushed Zhan Hanjue away.
Zhan Hanjue's passion disappeared while his phone kept ringing.
I can only ask Ye Ninghua to answer the phone first.
I cursed in my heart, don't let him know who it is.
"A Qiu."
As soon as Ye Ninghuan answered the phone, Wu Taotao sneezes.
She rubbed her nose and thought to herself, who is saying bad things about her behind her back?
"Taotao, is Miss Leng's injury serious?" Ye Ninghua asked.
In fact, when she saw Wu Taotao's caller ID, she thought that it must be Leng Linglong's business.
Sure enough, Wu Taotao said: "It's quite serious. I've sewed fourteen stitches, just on my forehead. I don't know if it will be scars. Such a beautiful little girl, it would be a pity if she left a scar. When I woke up, I cried so hard that my senior brother and I couldn't coax her. Otherwise, you advise your Mr. Zhan to come over and let him come over? After all, it was because of his injuries. What's the matter with an assistant coming to give money?"
"He doesn't want Miss Leng to misunderstand, so he will definitely not go. Tell Miss Leng, I will give her a scar-removing ointment, and she will definitely not leave scars."
"Okay, I'll coax her again." Wu Taotao said.
Hang up the phone.
Zhan Hanjue asked coldly: "Who called?"
"Didn't you hear it all? Wu Taotao said that Leng Linglong had sewed more than a dozen stitches and was crying to death. I hope you can go over and see her and comfort her."
"I won't go, it's better to let her give up completely," said Zhan Hanjue.
Ye Ninghuan shook his head and felt sorry for Leng Linglong.
However, although I felt that Zhan Hanjue was so cruel, it could not be refuted.
It's not a central air conditioner, it brings warmth everywhere.
Since I can't promise her future, I naturally can't give her hope for nothing.
But unexpectedly, if they didn't go to the hospital, the Leng family came to the door.
Not only the Leng family, but also several elders from the Zhan family, were called by Mrs. Leng to seek justice for Leng Linglong.
When Butler Wu came to report to Ye Ninghua, Ye Ninghua was giving Leng Linglong a cream to remove scars.
When he heard Mrs. Leng brings him to account, he was stunned for a moment and immediately said, "Just ask, it's your eldest young master's fault. The girl who is wronged can't come to seek justice? This is their own business, and I, an outsider, used to be inappropriate."
Butler Wu said anxiously: "Grandma, Mrs. Leng has not been here for forty years, and she is very arrogant as soon as she comes. She invites all the elders from the side branches, and the old lady is angry and crys, and the eldest master dares not resist. If you don't go again, the eldest master and the old lady will have to be wronged."
Zhan Hanjue still has people who are afraid of?
Ye Ninghua frowned and was very curious.
However, when it comes to this point, she can only go over and take a look.
"Okay, I'll go over and take a look, but I'm a junior and an outsider, so I guess I won't take me seriously."
After finishing his work, Ye Ninghua got up and followed Butler Wu.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard Mrs. Leng scolding the old lady: "Look at what people have you taught? If our family Linglong was disfigured, I would not give up."
The old lady Zhan is so powerful on weekdays and is scolded by Mrs. Leng and doesn't say a word.
Zhan Hanjue clenched his fists and wanted to refute, but was hit on his leg with a crutch, making him kneel down.
In the middle of the living room, a white-haired old man sat.
The old man was holding a book in his hand, not knowing what.
Zhan Hanjue knelt in front of the old man, like a poor long-time worker in the old society.
Both aggrieved and aggrieved, and helpless.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Ye Ninghuan came in and asked loudly.
"presumptuous."
Mrs. Leng angrily scolded: "Where is this? Do you dare to come in and ask? Why don't you get out quickly?"
Mrs. Leng was full of momentum. If it were someone else, she would have been scared by her and turned around and left.
But who is Ye Ninghuan?
Chapter completed!