Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

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"Don't say you do all this for quietness, you are for yourself."

"What you want is not to be quiet, but to make me lose everything. What you want is the entire warrior."

Zhan Qing said sharply.

"Haha...Zhan Qing, why don't you die in country F, why don't you die..."

"You die, everything is mine, it's all mine!"

The blue veins on Zhan Yihan's forehead were hugged, and the blood vessels in his neck also bulged out a terrifying context.

Zhan Qing looked at Zhan Yihan with calm eyes.

"Yihan, your grandma told me that you are very filial, and when the company is in charge, I decided to give you the Zhan clan..."

A look of shock appeared in Zhan Yihan's eyes, and then he smiled madly.

"Zhan Qing, you talk nonsense, you won't...ah..."

Zhan Yihan said no, but the shout of "Ah" had already proved that he believed...

"Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine..." Zhan Yihan called Zhan Qing over and over again.

Then he smiled and took out a small remote control from his pocket, "You said that when I press this, who will be blown up?"

There was blood in the corner of Zhan Yihan's mouth. He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek and licked the corner of his mouth...

Just as Lucheng was about to move, Zhan Qing stopped him by raising his hand.

Then the fingers hooked slightly and straightened up again, a very natural movement.

Lucheng's annoyed expression on his face, he even forgot to search...

Zhan Qing's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and then asked, "Quietly?"

There was no ups and downs in Zhan Qing's voice, and he didn't seem to see the remote control in Zhan Yihan's hand.

Zhan Yihan looked at Zhan Qing, supported the ground with one hand, and stood up.

Quietly, those kicks were too hard. When Zhan Yihan got up, he gritted his teeth and arched slightly.

"How can I be willing to die!" Zhan Yihan said these words idiotically.

Zhan Yihan's finger was only two or three centimeters away from the button.

"Well, as long as it wasn't for her to die, it doesn't matter if anyone dies!"

Zhan Qing's attitude was very casual, and the corners of his thin lips were still smiling.

This smile looked in Zhan Yihan's eyes, but it was full of mockery.

"Does it matter if your son dies?"

The look on Zhan Yihan's face was a bit horrible because he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.

Then Zhan Yihan shouted again, "Does it matter if your mother died?"

"Then do you want either of them to die?"

Zhan Qing's eyes did not change, his tone remained the same, but his upright body was slightly stiff.

"Zhan Qing, you are really cold-blooded, didn't I let you guess, here are two buttons."

"The one above is your son, and the one below is your mother. If you name someone, I will press the one, okay?"

The grinning smile at the corner of Zhan Yihan's lips widened, and his voice was filled with a cold breath of death.

Lucheng heard his words, the blue veins on his forehead violently.

If the old lady and Zhan Shu were harmed because he did not search for Yi Han's body, he would not live.

"Quietly should be with my mother now, and my son is in the hospital now... What do you think I should choose?"

Zhan Qing was thinking, but the smile on the corner of his lips was still there.

The more Zhan Qing was like this, the more Zhan Yihan couldn't figure out what he meant.

Zhan Yihan knew in his heart that both Zhan Shu and Li Suyuan were equally important in Zhan Qing's heart.

He won't let any of them have trouble, but he just made a thinking.

"Zhan Qing, do you think I scared you?" Zhan Yihan's finger moved closer to the remote control button.