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pretending to be strong 1

When Huazi heard Zhang Haiyang asked him to send her off, he was a little surprised. He still had a cool expression on his face to hide his excitement, "Miss Haiyang, please."

This little episode at the banquet caused a small commotion, and Li Xianliang, who was sitting on the other side, could see it clearly.

Seeing Zhang Haiyang walking towards the door of the banquet hall with Hua Zi in despair, he chased after him.

As Lao Li walked, he glanced at Zheng Yuanyang. The man was sitting on his seat, his eyes following Zhang Haiyang's figure and never leaving.

Zheng Yuanyang watched Lao Li catch up with Zhang Haiyang and Hua Zi at the gate. The three of them seemed to have said something. Lao Li patted her on the shoulder and allowed Hua Zi to take her away.

"Hey, Yang, what's going on, Xiaodie, oh no, what's wrong with Yangyang? Why did he become so confused after meeting that old man?" Lu Bowen finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and looked at Zheng Yuanyang, waiting for answers.

Solve doubts.

"You ask me, who am I asking?" Zhang Haiyang replied angrily.

He always felt that the relationship between Zhang Haiyang and the old man was not simple. Otherwise, she, who had always been calm and self-possessed, would not have had a drastic change in her temperament after meeting that man.

That Hua Zi had no expression on his face, but in his eyes, he could see worry and strong vigilance towards that person.

Intuition told Zheng Yuanyang that Huazi came here to protect Zhang Haiyang.

What he couldn't figure out was that his sister's and brother-in-law's weddings were attended by celebrities from high society and close friends with the Chen family and Zhang family. Why would Hua Zi come to protect her?

That old man must be a big shot, otherwise he would not have appeared on this occasion. Why could his appearance easily break Zhang Haiyang's disguise of being cold and cool?

Zheng Yuanyang scratched his hair in annoyance, helpless and couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Lao Li did not return to his seat, but found Zhang Haichen and his wife who had not finished their toast. After saying something, he walked towards Zheng Yuanyang.

When he walked in front of Zheng Yuanyang, Zheng Yuanyang could clearly see the solemn look on Lao Li's face.

"Mr. Zheng, excuse me, could you please take a moment to speak?" Lao Li looked at Zheng Yuanyang.

Zheng Yuanyang made an invitation gesture, and the two of them came to the garden outside the banquet hall.

"I wonder what Lawyer Li wants to do with me?" Zheng Yuanyang asked directly. His intuition told him that Li Xianliang would definitely talk to him about Zhang Haiyang.

Sure enough, Old Li paused, with a heavy expression on his face, "Mr. Zheng, I would like to take the liberty to ask, how do you feel about Yangyang? When I first met you, I felt that your feelings for Yangyang were special."

Zheng Yuanyang was a little surprised. He looked at Lao Li with his black diamond eyes. Lao Li's serious expression made him feel that the matter was serious.

"I like her, and I also admit that I mistook her for someone else at first, but now I have recognized myself and my feelings for her clearly, and I want to be with her." Zheng Yuanyang answered honestly.

"She is divorced," Lao Li said anxiously.

Zheng Yuanyang was a little anxious. Why did everyone use her divorce as an excuse to warn him, "It doesn't matter if she is divorced. I love her and I don't care about her past."

Lao Li looked solemn and looked at a small tree not far from the garden. It was already cold in City B in October, and a level 2 or 3 north wind was blowing at this time. The small tree was swaying in the wind.
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