His first love was meow

Chapter 132 That Incident Back then
Wan Linger's breathing was stagnant, and she looked shocked: "How could it be you!?"

"Heh!" Zhan An coldly laughed, and his cold tone was somewhat provocative: "What? Are you surprised?"

After Zhan Anhan finished speaking, he took a step in front of her.

Wan Ling'er reflexively took another step back, even with a trace of fear, she almost lost her footing.

"I woke up, it can only mean that God has eyes!" Zhan Anhan's cold eyes slightly narrowed into a straight line: "It's a pity, this is not what you want to see!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about! Please step aside, I have something to do!" Wan Ling'er finished speaking, walked around Zhan Anhan, picked up the household registration book that fell on the ground, and walked towards the boss of the Zhan family. Go home.

The corner of Zhan Anhan's mouth twitched, and he quickly stopped in front of her, and stretched out his hand to block the door frame: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's time to settle our score!"

Wan Linger's temples twitched a few times.

Just a little bit!
Didn't this Zhan Anhan have long been determined by the doctor to be in a vegetable state?

Why did you suddenly wake up!
But it's still at this time!
No, no!
She must be calm.

Don't be fooled by his few words.

As long as she sends this account book in.

Put that red seal on those two red books!
Her marriage to Zhan Yanhan was settled.

At that time, she was a veritable Mrs. Zhan.

Not to mention that Zhan Anhan woke up.

It was ten Zhan Yanhan standing in front of her.

She has nothing to fear!
thought here.

Only then did Wan Linger stabilize her mentality. She took a deep breath and raised her head: "Did you lose your memory? Or did you fall into the sea, and your brain got into the water? You have an accident, and I will give you half a dime." It doesn't matter, don't put all the shit on my head!"

Zhan Anhan glanced at Wan Ling'er's hand calmly.

"Whose household registration book is this?" Zhan Anhan stretched out his hand as he spoke.

But Wan Ling'er quickly hid the account book behind her back: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Zhan Yan laughed coldly: "You won't be here now, still dreaming of marrying into the Zhan family, right? Wan Ling'er, it's good enough, it's persistent enough!"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

After Wan Ling'er finished speaking, she turned sideways and wanted to enter the Zhan family's old house.

But Zhan Anhan raised his foot and stopped him again.

This time, Zhan Anhan's whole body, like a wall, firmly blocked the door of Wan's old house.

"Well, in today's society, parents can't care about marriage, let alone me as an older brother!"

After Zhan Anhan finished speaking, his expression tightened suddenly: "But, if my younger brother knew about that incident back then, do you think you can still enter this door?"

When Zhan Yanhan said this, he paused, his expression froze for a while, and the tone of his mouth again was a little threatening: "Will your Wan family still have a foothold in Haicheng?"

Wan Ling'er was startled violently, her originally pale face turned paler in an instant.

Her pupils shrank quickly: "Zhan Anhan, haven't you thought about one thing?"

Zhan Anhan looked sideways.

"Back then, your yacht was like a baby bump. Few people should have touched it? Besides, you have always liked surfing, and you are familiar with the road. How could something happen that day? Was it windy that day? ?”

(End of this chapter)