Chapter 839: A Gift from the Young Marshal to Love [67]
Before Yi Jian got out of the car, Xu Ang asked urgently: "How is it? How are you arranging your affairs?"
"Going back to the young marshal, I didn't see Miss He."
Xu Ang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at Yi Jian, only to find that Yi Jian had already opened the door and walked towards Zhuo's house.
Yi Jian came directly from the army, so he wore a military uniform. The mark on it told everyone that he was the young marshal of the Yi family, so the people of the Zhu family did not dare to stop him. They lowered their heads and faced
The young marshal saluted.
Yi Jian's eyes were not looking at anyone, and she asked coldly: "Where is Zhuoran?"
"Where is the courtyard where the eldest young master lives..." The servant just felt that the young marshal's voice was very cold, like a cold knife, and could slice him into pieces at any time, so he trembled immediately and answered quickly.
When Yi Jian heard this, he quickly went to where Zhuoran lived.
As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I felt that the atmosphere was extremely strange.
Many maids were standing outside with a bit of caution on their expressions. The nanny was also standing outside the door holding a little thing. The little thing had big eyes and looked innocent. She had no idea what was going on. When she saw
The young marshal dressed in dark green appeared, but he was not as scared as the others. Instead, he was biting his fingers, drooling, and kept smiling at the young marshal.
Yi Jian stared at that little thing for a long, long time... His eyes were filled with an inexplicable warmth... In fact, deep down in his heart, he wished he could peel off Zhuoran's skin to vent his anger.
First of all, his closeness to Zhongqing, his deep love for Zhongqing, and Zhongqing's dependence on him did not make him feel any less uncomfortable in his heart!
Now it's better for him to cause such a big mess!
It's just that...this kid is innocent.
After a long while, Yi Jian turned her head, walked to the door, opened the door, and went in.
The house is very quiet.
Zhuoran sat there and Zhong Xin stood there.
Neither of them spoke.
In comparison, Zhong Xin was still very calm, her face was strangely pale, and she looked at Zhuo Ran, looking like he was on the verge of collapse.
When they heard the knock on the door, they all turned their heads quickly. When they saw it was the young marshal, they were all startled.
"Young Marshal...why are you here?"
Zhuo Ran stood up, looked at Yi Jian, and asked politely.
