Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Yan Zhengling

Zheng Ling fell on the shoulder of the Impatiens and cried.

Impatiens scolded Tong Bao and Han Bao, "you two little bastards, what nonsense? She's yours... "

"Battle impatiens." The voice of evil and cold rose from behind.

Black and elegant Rolls Royce stops beside Impatiens and Zheng Ling.

When Yan Zhengling heard the familiar voice, his heart beat violently. He turned his head and looked at the noble man in the passenger seat, his eyebrows closed to the ice and snow.

"Brother Jue..." Zheng Ling's tears are like rain curtain of broken line. The cry of my brother was very sad.

Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were cold and distant.

The wind blew out of the driver's seat. In a hurry, he came to the front door of the co driver, paved the slide, and Zhan hanjue's wheelchair slid down slowly.

But he completely ignored Zheng Ling and went straight to the carved gate. When the portrait recognition system on the door recognized his face, the door slid open.

Zhan hanjue went in.

Yan Zhengling's head is blank because of his indifference. He doesn't know where to go.

Impatiens suddenly took her hand and went to the gate.

By this time, the gate had been closed. As Zhan had seen, he stepped forward. Stand on the track of the gate. The sliding back door stopped immediately.

Impatiens and Zheng Ling entered the calendar garden in this way.

Impatiens pushed Zheng Ling in a daze and said quietly, "Zheng Ling elder sister, go in quickly. I'll help you with your three children. I won't let them in. If you have anything to say, just ask it out. Don't leave yourself regret for the rest of your life. "

Yan Zhengling walked forward.

After Zhan hanjue entered the living room, he could only sit in a wheelchair because of the strong wind.

Yan Zhengling walked up to him and asked flatteringly, "do you want me to hold you on the sofa?"

She was worried that he wasn't comfortable in the little wheel chair. I didn't think it was hot face sticking to cold ass.

He handed her a look of disgust without expression, "what are you doing here?" He asked coldly.

Zheng Ling lowered his head, Ai Ai said: "if you want to separate from me, you have to give me a decent reason."

Zhan hanjue sneered, "Yan Zhengling, you are used to no skin and no face. Am I not clear enough? You leave without saying goodbye for two years, no man can accept his own woman quietly farewell, and then come back with a different face. My patience with you has reached the limit. So I decided to take back my love for you. "

Yan Zhengling knelt down in front of him, "brother Jue, I'm wrong." She had red eyes and choked.

Zhan hanjue's heart seemed to be torn apart by a bomb. The pain made him grasp the rail of the wheelchair.

But he turned the pain into endless hatred. His handsome face became ferocious and twisted. He looked at Zheng Ling's haggard and pitiful face and forced himself to think of her as the invisible and unstoppable pickles of the strategists.

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't spend half my life loving you. Yan Zhengling, please let me go. "

Yan Zhengling only felt that her world was spinning, and she subconsciously grasped Zhan hanjue's hand.

Her hands were cold. She trembled and said, "brother, don't..."

Zhan hanjue broke off her naughty fingers one by one, and then pushed her away.

This action, he seems to have exhausted the strength of his life.