Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! - Chapter 2209

Chapter 2209: Zhan ruxue leaves (1)

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Zhan ruxue looked at Zhan Hao coldly, not taking his words seriously.

She merely repeated what she had just said, and said to Zhan qingze, who had just walked out of the ward after hearing the commotion, ” “I want to see uncle.”

Zhan qingze’s cold eyes glanced at Zhan ruxue’s blood-stained body, but he did not ask any further. He went back to ask, then turned back.”Let’s go in.”

“You’ve been disdainful of Zhan qingze. We’ve been waiting outside for so long and you didn’t let us in. On what basis should you let this vile spawn in? Did you help us ask our cousin, or do you really think that just because your surname is Zhan, you are the true master of the Zhan family and can do whatever you want!”

Zhan Hao was even more embarrassed and angry that he had been outdone by Zhan ruxue. He had even forgotten how terrifying Zhan qingze was.

Only when Zhan qingze’s cold, sharp eyes swept over did Zhan Hao suddenly feel a chill at the back of his neck.

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Zhan qingze: ” master doesn’t have any plans to see you right now. You guys should come back another day.

Zhan Yang knew what these people were thinking.

He had always looked down on these useless relatives of the Zhan family. If it wasn’t for the fact that the clan meeting needed the support of these people, how could Zhan Yang lower his status and lower himself to interact with these fools?

Now that he was sick, he didn’t want to see these useless people even more. He didn’t even try to hide his contemptuous attitude.

Zhan qingze was an emotionless ‘human killer’ to begin with, and it was even more impossible for him to cover up Zhan Yang’s emotions, so he coldly rejected him.

Zhan Hao, Zhan you, and the rest did not dare to provoke Zhan Yang, nor did they dare to make things difficult for Zhan qingze. They could only swallow their anger and continue to wait at the door.

Zhan ruxue swept them a cold glance, then followed Zhan qingze into the ward.

In the ward, Zhan Yang was sitting on the bed. Duan xiuhui was accompanying him by his side. She was holding his hand and speaking to him in a soft tone.

Ever since the collapse of the Fenghuo group in America, Duan xiuhui had remarried Zhan Yang. Now, she was by his side and had the same goal as Zhan Yang-to destroy the Li family and Li junyu.

To Duan xiuhui, li junyu was a murderer. He was the one who had cruelly ordered someone to set fire to his beloved daughter and kill her.

If she didn’t take revenge, what kind of mother was she?

“Uncle, how are you? are you feeling well?” When Zhan ruxue saw Zhan Yang, she greeted him like a junior.

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“Yeah, it’s nothing serious.” Zhan Yang nodded slightly. When Duan xiuhui heard his words, her expression changed slightly.

Zhan Yang glanced at Zhan ruxue and frowned. “What’s going on with your body? where did the blood come from?”

“This blood is not mine, it’s Li yaoyang’s,” Zhan ruxue replied.

Li yaoyang!

Upon hearing Zhan ruxue’s words, not only Duan xiuhui, but even Zhan Yang’s expression changed.

He had never expected that Zhan ruxue would actually hurt li yaoyang. After all, that person was the backbone of the Li family.

“I went to visit the Li family. I was going to make a move on ruan Mengmeng, but li yaoyang stopped me. I stabbed my knife into li yaoyang’s abdomen,” Zhan ruxue said calmly.

“It’s a pity, how could Yingluo be stopped.” When Duan xiuhui heard Zhan ruxue’s words, a look of pity appeared on her face.

She hated li junyu now, so she hated ruan Mengmeng as well. She even took her anger out on her own son.

Ruan Mengmeng was the most important person to li junyu. If this woman were to get hurt or even die, li junyu would be heartbroken.

At that time, he would be able to experience the same pain as her.

“How is li yaoyang?” Duan xiuhui asked anxiously. He’s Li junyu’s father. It’d be good if he died. At least li junyu would be sad.”

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