The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Zhan Hongling opened her eyes and saw Zhang Zian's smiling face, which had appeared in her dreams countless times.

Although Zhan Hongling didn't want to believe it, it seemed that the guy in front of her broke into the depths of her heart, and then quickly took root and sprouted.

Not dead, but still seeing him.

"Woooooo!"

Zhan Hongling couldn't bear it anymore, she burst into tears, and threw herself into Zhang Zian's arms, wrapping her hands around Zhang Zian's broad back.

Zhang Zian raised his injured arm slightly, afraid of dyeing Zhan Hongling's white dress red, he patted Zhan Hongling's back with his other arm.

The whole banquet immediately became chaotic, and finally someone reacted and shouted: "There are assassins."

Liu Wantao's face turned pale with fright. Seeing that her best friend was fine, she finally felt relieved. Liu Haogan who was on the side hurriedly presided over the overall situation. After a while, the banquet settled down.

The waitress was taken out by Liu Haogan's bodyguards.

However, no one came to disturb Zhang Zian and Zhan Hongling.

Zhan Hongling lay in Zhang Zian's arms, feeling infinite grievances in her heart, full of sense of security at this moment.

"Woo woo woo, I thought I was going to die, I'll never see you again."

"Woooooo, I don't want to die, I miss my grandma, I miss my parents, woooooo, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"Woooooo!"

Zhan Hongling's body trembled, and she cried heart-rendingly. Perhaps only those who have really experienced death have this kind of experience.

Zhang Zian stood there motionless, letting Zhan Hongling vent.

After a while, Zhan Hongling's weeping became softer and weaker, and the vest on Zhang Zian's chest was already soaked.

Zhan Hongling left Zhang Zian's embrace with red eyes, her emotions had stabilized, she glanced at Zhang Zian embarrassedly, and only then realized Zhang Zian's arm that had been raised all the time.

Seeing that blood-stained arm and a ten-centimeter-long wound, tears gushed out again crazily.

Zhang Zian felt helpless. In fact, the wound had stopped bleeding a long time ago, and the wound would heal after a while.

If it weren't for the impatience at that time, a martial artist who practiced eight ranks of qi would not have thought of hurting himself.

Zhan Hongling suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt with her hands, and tore it forcefully with both hands, and with a stabbing sound, she tore off a strip of cloth.

Zhan Hongling, who was usually weak and weak, unexpectedly burst out with such strength at this moment.

A tens of thousands of dresses were damaged by Zhan Hongling without the slightest bit of distress. She grabbed Zhang Zian's arm and carefully bandaged it. She was still not at ease after the bandage, so she turned to Liu Wantao and asked if there was any disinfectant.

Liu Wantao nodded, and the maid next to her immediately ran back to get some disinfectant.

After receiving the disinfectant, Zhan Hongling sterilized Zhang Zianzai carefully, and then carefully wrapped it up with gauze.

Even though Zhang Zian kept persuading him that the small injury would heal in a while, Zhan Hongling ignored it and concentrated on bandaging it up.

After this happened, Zhan Hongling didn't want to stay here any longer, she apologized to her best friend, and then dragged Zhang Zian away.

Zhang Zian naturally wouldn't object, he just paused, turned to look at Liu Haoqian, "The girl just now..."

Without waiting for Zhang Zian to finish speaking, Liu Haogan immediately made a gesture of invitation, and personally led him to the place where the female assassin was detained.

Jiang Huimin looked at Zhang Zian's leaving back, with indescribable emotion on his face, took a sip of wine, turned his hips and left the banquet directly.

Bao Shaojing chuckled, Liu Hao was busy, so let's figure out how to explain it to Zhan Zexu.

Showing Ze Xu's protection of his daughter, this time the Liu family has a headache.

In the corner, Xiong Jiasheng was already dumbfounded, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that he did not continue to offend this evil star.

Who the heck, he took a quick step of four or five meters, and knocked him out with a palm. Thinking of this, he couldn't help shivering.

When they came to the lounge beside them, there were four bodyguards standing at the door, and the female assassin was locked inside.

Opening the door and walking in, the female assassin was thrown on the ground, still in a coma state, Zhang Zian walked over, stretched out his hand and tapped the female assassin twice, the female assassin spat out two bloody arrows, and then coughed violently.

"Why did you assassinate her?"

Zhang Zian didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly.

The female assassin coughed for a while, looking at Zhang Zian in front of her, her heart was full of fear, but when she saw Zhan Hongling beside her, her whole face immediately turned ferocious.

"These damned developers forcibly demolished the ancestral house. My mother was killed by them because she didn't want to. I couldn't get into Zhandi, so I let him experience the feeling of losing his daughter."

The female assassin's eyes were full of hatred, even in such a situation at this moment, the hatred did not diminish at all.

Zhang Zian turned his head to look at Zhan Hongling, indicating what was going on.

At this time, Zhan Hongling remembered that not long ago, because of the compensation for demolition, an old lady insisted on not signing the contract. The Zhan Group sent people to negotiate several times, but the old lady was still asking for a lot of money.

When Zhan Hongling heard about it at the time, she was so angry that she decided to bypass her house and leave you alone.

However, when the house next door was demolished, the old lady suddenly came out to obstruct it and clashed with the demolition team at the scene. Somehow, the old lady passed away.

Because of this incident, it had a great negative impact on Zhan's Group. After paying a large amount of compensation, this incident passed.

Zhang Zian nodded, and turned to look at the female assassin, who said angrily, "You have power and power, of course you can say whatever you want, I don't want your stinky money, I want you to pay for your life."

Zhang Zian couldn't tell who was right about this kind of thing, "You've heard what happened, and since it happened, it's too late to say anything, so you're willing to let her go."

Naturally, Zhang Zian would not rely on his own strength to kill the female assassin at will.

The female assassin originally wanted to speak harshly so that she would not die, but considering that Zhan Hongling had such an expert protecting her, she definitely had no chance, so she backed down and said, "I want the Zhan Group to issue an announcement to admit that I am Mistake, apologies to my mother."

Before Zhang Zian could speak, Zhan Hongling said, "I promise you, after all, your mother's death is related to our Zhan Group."

After the matter was settled, Zhang Zian didn't make things difficult for the female assassin anymore, but let her go.

After saying goodbye to Liu Haogan, Zhang Zian and Zhan Hongling left the hotel.

In Zhang Zian's car recently, Zhan Hongling was obviously not in a good mood, coupled with being overly frightened, Zhang Zian didn't say a word, and drove the car directly to Zhan's house.

Because I saw grandma Zhan Hongling last time, I know the location.

After parking the car in front of the Zhan's house, Zhang Zian turned his head and said, "Hongling, don't go out these days. If you feel bored, you can ask Tang Ziwei to come and accompany you."

Zhang Zian couldn't guarantee that the female assassin meant what she said, so it was the best choice not to let Zhan Hongling go out.

Zhan Hongling nodded, got out of the car, said goodbye to Zhang Zian, and walked into the villa. Zhang Zian waited until Zhan Hongling entered the house before driving away.

It was still early, Zhang Zian drove back to the company, called Zhang Heyu twice but no one answered, so he took the elevator directly to the basement floor.

I found Zhang Heyu in the studio.

Seeing Zhang Zian coming in, Zhang Heyu immediately ran to Zhang Zian happily, smiling all over his face, "Zian, the lyrics I wrote earlier, Mr. Fang said it well, now the song has a prototype, it's great."

Zhang Zian didn't expect the efficiency to be so fast, and said with a smile: "It's great, sing for me, I'll listen."

Zhang Heyu shook his head resolutely, "No, wait until it is confirmed, and I will listen to you after recording."

Before Zhang Heyu told Zhang Zian that he had written a lyrics, but there was no song yet. At that time, Zhang Zian wanted to read the lyrics, but Zhang Heyu refused.

Zhang Zian had no choice but to respect Zhang Heyu's opinion and didn't pursue it.