The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

"Are we being bullied like this? Even Jiang Yunmei, a bitch, dared to climb on top of us and act wildly. You can swallow this breath, but I can't swallow it!"

Zhan Liancheng grabbed the expensive porcelain bowl on the table and slammed it on the ground.

The splashed fragments slashed across Ren Qing's ankle, scarlet blood emerged and flowed down her skin.

"If you can't swallow this breath, you have to swallow it!"

Ren Qing's eyes were dark, she stared at Zhan Liancheng's eyes and roared.

"Who is to blame for all this? Is it me? I tell you Zhan Liancheng, all this is your fault. Is it you who drugged Zhan Jingzhao? Is it you who instigated me to arrest the adulterer? You know that in order to maintain the current situation Situation, how did I ask Zhan Jingzhao and Zhan Xiaocheng?"

Thinking of kneeling again and again, of pleading for Zhan Liancheng in the humblest and humblest gesture, Ren Qing felt that he had been humiliated like never before.

"Zhan Liancheng, if you had one-tenth of the brains of Zhan Xiaocheng, you and I would never have come to where we are today!"

Hearing Ren Qing's accusation, Zhan Liancheng's expression became more gloomy.

He casually grabbed the porcelain plate on the table and threw it directly at Ren Qing.

Ren Qing dodged, and looked at the child whom he spoiled with shock and anger.

"You, how dare you treat me like this?"

She was trembling all over, and even her tone of voice became weird, as if someone had choked her throat.

"Come on, come on! Lock up this lunatic Zhan Liancheng and let him stay in the east courtyard until he dies!"

Zhan Liancheng looked at Ren Qing, who was out of control, and smiled coldly.

"You don't need to detain me. I'm disabled and I can't even walk. Do you need to detain me? You just need to order me to go on, and no one is allowed to control me. I will die within ten days."

Sitting in a wheelchair, he leaned forward to look at Ren Qing.

"At that time, you only have such a good son as Zhan Xiaocheng, how good is it?"

After finishing speaking, he waved to the servant behind him: "Send me back to the East courtyard."

The servant didn't dare to move, just looked at Ren Qing and waited for her to speak.

After a long time, Ren Qing waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Send the young master back and take good care of him."

After Zhan Liancheng also left, Ren Qing sat on a chair weakly.

She looked at the dense night outside, and heard the voices of Zhan Jingzhao and Wen Mingyue talking happily, and Jiang Yunmei humming nursery rhymes lying on the bed that only Zhan's mistress was entitled to live in.

But she, like a joke, was sitting in this messy flower hall.

No, she is not reconciled, she is not reconciled to having everything that belongs to her taken away, this Zhan family, she wants to firmly control it in her own hands.

In the west courtyard, Wen Mingyue and Zhan Jingzhao were sitting face to face.

The mother and son didn't speak, they just stared at the teacups in their hands, and the room was silent.

After a long time, Wen Mingyue finally sighed.

"How is your health? Can you still give me a pension?"

Hearing this, Zhan Jingzhao looked up at his white-haired mother, feeling guilty in his heart.

"Mom, my son is not filial."

Wen Mingyue sighed again.

"Do you think you and Ren Qing can hide things from me? Who is your mother? If your mother is so easy to deceive, this Zhan family property has long been taken away by the offshoot clan!"

Zhan Jingzhao said with a wry smile: "I know I can't lie to you, but after all, Hu Weiren died because of me, and I can't ignore his dying entrustment."

"That's why I didn't stop you. I never even mentioned the fact that Zhan Liancheng is not the heir of the Zhan family. If he saves you with his life, you should follow his last wish. You shouldn't lose your conscience."

Wen Mingyue put down the teacup in his hand, and said: "But now, the ambitions of Ren Qing and Zhan Liancheng are clearly revealed. They not only covet the property of the Zhan family, but even murder the Zhan family. This is absolutely intolerable."

"I know, that's why I admitted Jiang Yunmei's identity, because she has Xiaocheng's child in her womb, and that alone is enough. As long as Zhan Liancheng can't have a child, no amount of means will be in vain."

Zhan Jingzhao looked sullen, and when he mentioned Zhan Liancheng, his eyes were slightly complicated.

"But don't forget, Ren Qing is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Do you really think she is fighting alone? Behind her is the Ren family who is making suggestions. Not to mention anything else, the girls who are surrogates in Dongkuayuan are all Ren. from home."

Wen Mingyue's expression was serious, and she said: "So Jingzhao, it's enough for you to repay Hu Weiren's life-saving grace by sacrificing your own life. Now, you have to do something for the Zhan family, otherwise you and I will die, and we will die." I have no face to see my ancestors."

After a pause, Wen Mingyue said again: "Ruoxue is married, do you know?"

Hearing the name Ruoxue, Zhan Jingzhao's back froze suddenly.

"Who did she marry?"

Seeing the unconcealable pain in her son's eyes, Wen Mingyue was also very distressed.

"I married Feng Nanzheng, the head of the Feng family in Southeast Asia. She has been waiting for you for 30 years, and she has done her best to you. Just last month, she held a wedding with Feng Nanzheng abroad. The night before the wedding, she gave me called."

After a pause, Wen Mingyue frowned and looked at Zhan Jingzhao.

"At the beginning, you and Ruoxue were going to get married, but when something happened, you took Ren Qing back to the Zhan family without an explanation. Jingzhao, you are sorry for Ruoxue. She said on the phone that Feng Nanzheng is right. she's fine."

Zhan Jingzhao was silent for a long time.

"Feng Nanzheng, do you know? The richest businessman in Southeast Asia, his wife passed away a few years ago, and he has three sons by his side."

Wen Mingyue thought for a while, and then said: "It is said that there is a daughter who has been missing for 20 years. His wife died of illness because of her disappearance. Feng Nanzheng has been looking for it all these years, but he has never found it."

"That man, is he good to her?"

After a long time, Zhan Jingzhao asked in a hoarse voice.

Wen Mingyue nodded: "As I said just now, Feng Nanzheng is very kind to her, and the three sons are also very kind to her. Moreover, she plans to return to China, because the Feng family is going to enter the business world of Beicheng."

Zhan Jingzhao sat in one position for a long time, finally, he took a deep breath and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Ruoxue, Hua Ruoxue, his childhood sweetheart, his first love, the only woman he loved deeply in his life.

Because of Hu Weiren's death back then, he was forced to marry Ren Qing, but Hua Ruoxue didn't say a word of blame, and left Beicheng alone, and never returned for many years, and since then lost contact.

He only knew that Hua Ruoxue had never been married and spent 30 years alone, but now, when they were old, she became the wife of another man.

Moreover, she was going back to Beicheng, not as Hua Ruoxue, but as the mistress of the Feng family.

So will they meet again?At the moment of reunion, how should he face her?

Zhan Jingzhao's heart was expectant and timid, he was looking forward to seeing her, but he dared not face her.

They obviously love each other deeply, but he failed her youth, he failed her sincere and passionate love.