On Our Wedding Night, My Disabled Husband Made Me Cry

By accident, Qiao Wanwan got entangled with a powerful man who had come back to life from death and was disabled.

Qiao Wanwan: "Can't you see I'm a cripple?"

The powerfu...

Chapter 441 Do you really want a divorce?

"good."

At the lunch table, those around could clearly feel that the atmosphere had improved a lot, because Zhan Jingting's aura was finally not as low as it had been the night before.

Eleven was a chatterbox, and kept telling Zhan Yin about the sports meet that day.

Zhan Yin's lips twitched. "Stop praising me, stop praising me. I know your daddy is the strongest. But speaking of which, didn't anyone notice that my uncle had amnesia today?"

Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Jing Ting has always been aloof, and not many people dare to go up and talk to him, so naturally no one noticed."

"That's true, most people wouldn't dare to strike up a conversation with my uncle so easily, they'd be freezing to death..."

Zhan Jingting glanced at him coldly, "Are you looking for death?"

Zhan Yin shrank back in fright, "See, I told you so!"

Qiao Wanwan couldn't stop laughing, "You deserved it!"

Zhan Jingting looked at the girl opposite him. When she smiled, her eyes curved upwards, and her clear eyes were so pure that there was not a trace of impurity.

That smile seems to touch people's hearts; it's very healing.

Zhan Jingting's heartbeat went out of control again.

In that instant, he seemed to suddenly understand why he had fallen in love with her, married her, and had children with her.

Qiao Wanwan noticed that Zhan Jingting was lost in thought and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhan Jingting struggled to pull himself back to reality and realized he had been staring at her absentmindedly, which left him somewhat at a loss!

He looked away, put down the bowl in his hand, and got up to walk outside.

Everyone: "......"

Zhan Yin didn't even dare to eat. "What's wrong with my uncle?"

"I don't know either." Qiao Wanwan was completely confused. "Never mind, let's eat first. Zheng Ma, tell the kitchen to make a bowl of light noodles."

"yes."

After we finished eating, the noodles were ready in the kitchen.

Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to serve it to Zhan Jingting, a bodyguard rushed in through the door, shouting, "Madam, something terrible has happened! Master Zhan... he's escaped!"