Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Zhuang Mingyue pressed the screen of her phone. Should she tell him that she wouldn't go back tonight?

Zhuang Mingyue was also very tired. She didn't even know what was going on with them being like this.

If Jiang Yushu is still in love with Mu Nanzhu and still has contact with her, then why is he still with her?

Was it just out of pure anger that Mu Nanzhu left without saying goodbye?

She is not a tool between them.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't accept the spiritual and emotional betrayal, but she was afraid that if she left the Jiang family, she would return to the Zhuang family. What awaited her would be the expected ending, or she would fall into Zhan Yan's hands and be tortured endlessly by him. Keep insulting.

Now she has only two choices. One is to swallow her anger and pretend not to know anything, continue to accept the protection of the Jiang family and finish reading the next book. The other is to break up with Jiang Yushu and return to the banker's house to continue living her hot life in the water.

When he thought about this again, Zhuang Mingyue actually had the answer in his mind.

get out of class ended at 08:30, and a familiar car parked at the entrance of the college on time.

Zhuang Mingyue was sitting in the rear passenger seat. The people who had been sitting in the car were wearing Bluetooth headsets and had laptops on their legs, as if they were in a meeting. Seeing this, Zhuang Mingyue closed the door softly without interrupting.

They were still in the Cold War, and by the time he finished dealing with it, Zhuang Mingyue had fallen asleep leaning against her.

Jiang Yushu was actually absent-minded, his thoughts were all on her. He barely listened to a word of the meeting just now, and it ended in a hurry.

Jiang Yushu covered her with the smoky gray suit that was placed aside. Zhuang Mingyue woke up with a start, and she happened to meet the eyes of the man approaching her. No matter what angle you looked at today, he had a sense of being out of bounds. The cold breath.

In the past, the tattoos on his body seemed mild, but now that I saw them, they seemed a bit scary.

Zhuang Mingyue reacted quickly and lifted up the suit jacket that was about to fall off, "Thank you."

As soon as these two words came out, she felt the man's breath became colder again, "You're welcome."

What Jiang Yushu disliked the most was her stranger-like thanks.

Jiang Yushu sat down again, and Shen Feng looked through the rearview mirror. The two people in the back seat knew they were quarreling.

In fact, he had known for a long time that this day would come. If those things were not dealt with properly, the CEO and Miss Mingyue, with Mu Nanzhu in the middle, would definitely not be able to live in peace.

When they arrived at Jiang's villa, the car stopped, and the two of them only spoke one sentence along the way.

Zhuang Mingyue got out of the car with his coat in one hand and his backpack in the other.

She could feel the gaze on her back making her unsure of what to say.

She handed her coat to the servant waiting at the entrance.

Just as she was about to go upstairs, Zhuang Mingyue saw the old lady sitting on the sofa.

"Little girl, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come here and try to see why this red bean porridge tastes wrong."

Zhuang Mingyue walked over and said, "Let me try it."

The servant brought her a new spoon. Zhuang Mingyue tried it and said, "The taste is just right. Do you think it's a little bland or too sweet?"

Mrs. Jiang shook her head, "Obviously it's just rice and red beans, but I tasted something else. It tastes wrong."

Zhuang Mingyue took out the bottom of the bowl and saw that there were mung beans mixed in. "Grandma, there are mung beans in here. Someone must have put them down accidentally. If you don't like it, just drink it and I'll cook it for you again." bowl."

"If I didn't drink it, wouldn't this good bowl of porridge be wasted?" Mrs. Jiang seemed to have something else to say. She looked at her and then at Jiang Yushu standing next to her, "Forget it, that's fine. Come on. It’s mixed with other messy things, which affects my appetite."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly: "If you are hungry, can I finish cooking the wontons for you?"

"But my old lady is picky and wants to eat this red bean porridge right now."

"I'll cook it for you."

Zhuang Mingyue put down her backpack, and Jiang Yushu grabbed her hand, "Old lady, you are also an old servant of the Jiang family. You should know some rules. Eating it late at night will cause indigestion. Mother Mei, send her back."

Mei’s mother: “Yes, young master.”

"Wait a minute...Does Mom Mei still have soaked red beans?"

Mei’s mother: “Yes.”

Zhuang Mingyue said: "I didn't arrange much last night today. I'll help you stew it in the pot first. It will take about 10 to [-] minutes."

Mrs. Jiang said with a smile, "Then I'll trouble you."

"It's ok."

This is the case with the elderly. The older they get, the less sleep they get.

Zhuang Mingyue went to the kitchen.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "You and her are like rice and red beans in this bowl. If they are cooked together, the taste will still be the same as before, but if there is more of one thing or less of something else, the taste will change." . What grandma said... you should think about it yourself. She doesn't have to cook the porridge. There will be an exam the day after tomorrow. Don't disturb her these two days. If you have anything to do, wait until she finishes the exam. Don't let her think about it. .”

"This little girl is patient and more sensible than you think. She doesn't fight or grab. But the more she behaves like this, if you do something sorry for her or if she gives up on you, then the less you can Save her."

"Cherish her well. It seems that she is still qualified to be the granddaughter-in-law of my Jiang family."

At least a thousand times better than that woman.

After Mrs. Jiang left, he also dispersed the other servants. Jiang Yushu looked at the people who were still busy in the kitchen, his eyes a little deeper.

From the beginning of the cold war with her, Jiang Yushu was not suffering. As long as he thought that she didn't like him much in her heart, she just purely used him as a protective umbrella, with use and purpose.

He almost always goes crazy without control, maybe it's... his pride.

He didn't want to bow his head, but he thought many times that if she really left, Jiang Yushu would be even more unbearable, the pain and suffering of losing her.

Zhuang Mingyue was pouring water when she suddenly felt hands appearing on her waist and hugging her. The man's chin rested on her shoulder. Zhuang Mingyue stiffened for a moment and stopped what she was doing. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry! I should consider your feelings. I have... asked Shen Feng to handle the reporter's matter, and those magazines... they will not sell them anymore." He smelled the familiar fragrance of Zhuang Mingyue, and gradually The originally depressed mood suddenly disappeared.

Zhuang Mingyue never thought that he would apologize to her, because he was also a person with such a strong self-esteem and he also had his pride.

"It's okay, I'm fine, you don't have to apologize to me."

"I didn't consider your feelings."

In fact, this sentence of 'I'm sorry' really touched her. After all, he was the first person to say these three words to her.

Even though he knew that he had done a lot of wrong things to make her feel sorry for her during the exhibition banquet in his previous life.

She waited a lifetime but never heard what he said.

And all that awaits is perfunctory and impatient dismissal.

Zhuang Mingyue turned around and hugged his neck as well, without much emotion in her eyes.

She should also say sorry to him...

because…