Doted On Pregnant Wife:Good Night,Mr Zhan!

Ye Feng came to the president's private ward again. Zhan hanjue was lying on the hospital bed with bloody whips on his back. The whole man was dying.

Ye Feng one foot kneels on the ground, gently called a voice, "president."

Zhan hanjue slowly opened his eyelids. After seeing Ye Feng's face clearly, he suddenly lifted his mouth. He was very hard, but there was no sound.

He is too weak.

Ye Feng will ear close to his mouth, this just hears his deep weak breath sound.

"Zheng Ling's disappearance has nothing to do with the warlords. Ye Feng, lock the car and keep tracking it. The identity of the owner of the car must not be simple. "

Ye Feng said: "president, you can rest assured that I will find your wife for you. You can take care of yourself. "

Zhan hanjue's head was heavy, and his only consciousness was worried about Yan Zhengling. He was deeply regretted.

He always felt that if he didn't have a soft ear and listened to old master Yan's advice, he would never give up Zhengling. And Zheng Ling would not have happened.

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a mountain villa stands on the hillside of Longquan Mountain in the south of the imperial capital. The villa is surrounded by a group of men in uniform, military caps and guns at the waist.

Their faces were pure solemnity.

Compared with the solemn outside, the atmosphere inside the villa is relaxed and lively.

As soon as Yan Zhengling opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

A very beautiful man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a casual T-shirt, a face of sunshine handsome. But she was standing by her bed with the infusion bag and was looking at her attentively.

Seeing her wake up, the man began to complain, "your health is too bad. You woke up after eight days of sleep. I've given you all the most expensive anti-inflammatory drugs in our family

His voice is like the wind through the valley. His voice is warm and cool, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

Zheng Ling looked at the man's coquettish and elegant face, and his face was full of doubts. "Have we met somewhere?"

The man's handsome face immediately sank down and said with displeasure: "this method of lifting Chinese paper is too old-fashioned. I didn't think you were just a vase with its own surface."

Yan Zhengling threw him a scornful look: "I have no feeling for a good-looking man."

The man's facial features are exquisite as sculpture, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of spring. He looks like a smile instead of a smile. It's a mess.

However, compared with Lord Zhan, it is like a newly born milk dog, without any aggression. Men without sharp fangs are always short of charm.

Unlike Han Jue, with a paralyzed face, it has the reputation of "walking ice sculpture". At any time and place, it exudes a fierce and murderous air, which gives her endless sense of security.

She had lost interest in the battle of the Baron, not to mention him?

The man examined Yan Zhengling and questioned her "insensibility". "You're trying to tease me in a way that's hard to get?"

Yan Zhengling is speechless.

Hand him a big white eye.

"Did you drive into me?" She suddenly remembered the day of the accident.

She broke up with Lord Zhan. She ran out of the calendar garden and was hit by a car - the driver should be this handsome guy.

The man was very aggrieved and said, "it's clear that you hit my car. You've smashed my headlights. "

Yan Zhengling looked at the man suspiciously, "you have a car accident and hurt someone. Don't surrender and hide me at home. You're not afraid that I'll die, and my family will pay for it with you? "

Yan Zhengling's face suddenly became gloomy when he thought of driving her away with such a determined tone.

How could he be as nervous about her as he used to be?

I'm afraid the Yan family has no ability to find her, right?

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