Chapter 1569
Chapter 1569
Zheng Ling was immediately as if a burst of lightning struck by his head, and he was frightened at that time, and the petrification was in place.
She was afraid of Yu Qianqian, so she was already an instinctive reaction.
Yu Qianqian's face had atrophy of muscles. She stared at Yan Zhengling with her yellow eyes and shaved fiercely. Yan Zhengling felt scared as if she was a ghost.
"Mom." She shouted tremblingly.
"Yan Zhengling, I have given the chalcedony to Zhuma. That is Zhuma's personal property, you are not qualified to ask for it." Yu Qianqian was sitting in a wheelchair, but her momentum was very fierce.
Zheng Ling explained in a delicate voice: "Mom, this chalcedony jewelry carved with my name. The chalcedony and my brother's hair is also sandwiched inside. It's really not suitable to give it to Zhuma. I'll give you another jewellery that is exactly the same as Zhuma, okay?"
Yu Qianqian sneered, "Have Han Jue's hair? Wouldn't that be right? This chalcedony is given to Zhuma, which means that Han Jue and Zhuma have a fate of growing old."
He turned around and told Zhuma, "Zhuma, this chalcedony is regarded as a betrothal gift from me, my future mother-in-law, and you can keep it for me."
Juma said happily, "Okay."
Zheng Ling was so angry that she was too angry, but because the other party was an elder, she had to swallow her anger.
"Fengxian, let's go." Zhengling turned around and was about to leave.
Yu Qianqian yelled at her in anger, "Stop? Yan Zhengling, did I let you go?"
Yan Zhengling turned around and looked at Yu Qianqian. Xiuyi's face was full of dissatisfaction with Yu Qianqian.
"Mom, what else do you have to say?" The restrained emotions rolled in her body, her face was unable to feel angry, and her chest was so agitated that she was blocked.
The huge emotional reaction quickly caused Zheng Ling's body to be disordered. The body temperature regulation was chaotic and the nervous system was disordered. Zheng Ling gradually felt that he began to sweat coldly.
"Yan Zhengling, I heard from Jue'er that he wants to hold a wedding for you? I'm thinking, why not marry your wife and concubine?"
An incredible light appeared in Zheng Ling's pupils. It was true that Zhan Hanjue had always wanted to hold a wedding. It seemed that he had indeed mentioned this to Yu Qianqian.
But did Yu Qianqian mention him the marriage of his wife and concubine? If so, how did Brother Jue answer?
"Does Brother Jue know about this?" Zhengling's body became a little fluttering, as if he had lost weight.
Yu Qianqian said: "Of course he knows it."
Zhengling asked excitedly, "How did he answer you?"
"I am her mother, and he listens to me the most."
Zheng Ling said: "Impossible."
Yu Qianqian didn't expect that her plan of disagreement would be ineffective. Once a plan failed, another plan came into being, "Yan Zhengling, Han Jue's concubine, you don't need to ask for your opinion."
Looking at Zheng Ling's trembling body, Yu Qianqian disliked him so much that he was extremely disgusted, "Look at you, just your delicate body, Han Jue did not divorce you, it was just a matter of old love. Do you think a man as strong as Han Jue can satisfy him by you?"
Zhengling was a little breathing, so he covered his chest and turned around and ran away.
She was afraid that her body would not be angry and would fall in front of Yu Qianqian and let Yu Qianqian show her a joke.
She ran all the way, and suddenly she saw darkness and she knelt down.
Fengxian was so scared that she hurriedly hugged her, "Sister Zhengling, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Ling grabbed Fengxian's hand and said excitedly: "I'm fine, Xianxian, my panic attack is about to occur. Put me on the ground."
Fengxian placed her flat on the grass. Seeing that although Zhengling fainted, her breathing was still stable. Zhengling seemed to have great experience in panic disorder, Fengxian could barely maintain her calmness.
Not long after, Zhengling really recovered.
Fengxian hugged her and started crying, "Sister Zhengling, you scared me to death."
Zheng Ling sat up weakly, weak and weak: "I probably suffered from my grandfather's illness."
Fengxian opened her eyes wide in horror, "What did you say?"
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