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

"Snapped."

There was a sudden loud noise upstairs, and Zhuang Mingyue raised her head to look above her head.

He quickly put on his slippers again and ran upstairs, thinking something had happened to the banquet.

Zhuang Mingyue was worried about opening the door to the room, afraid that something might happen to him, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

I saw Zhan Yan lying on the bed and bending over, as if he was going to pick up the pieces of the bowl on the floor.

"Brother, I'll do it. You lie down and have a good rest first." Zhuang Mingyue came over and arranged the pillows behind him, then brought a broom from outside and mopped it two or three times. There were still stains on the ground.

Zhuang Mingyue took out a few paper towels and squatted on the ground to wipe them clean bit by bit.

Zhan Yan looked at her back, squinting his eyes in confusion.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhan Yan wouldn't have believed it.

Zhuang Mingyue actually knows how to do these servants' jobs.

She had never done these things before.

He didn't know where Zhuang Mingyue's big change came from.

Or, what happened to her?

The reason why Zhuang Mingyue is like this is because of him.

After graduating from college, she married Zhan Yan. After eight years of marriage, his company grew bigger and bigger, and he had completely established a foothold in the imperial capital. Everyone was afraid of him, but she could only stay at home, waiting for his return.

She is a housewife. Although she usually has servants at home, she just wants to pass the time.

Zhuang Mingyue went to do other things, and she couldn't take any time off. When she was free, she would think randomly.

So she learned to clean the room, water the flowers...

She also thought about having her own social circle. That was the first time she invited the wife next door to her house for tea, and then went to the beauty salon for skin care, and the gym...

She went there once, and after he found out about it, when he came back from the banquet, he asked her to stay at home well and not to embarrass him when he went out.

She knew that it wasn't that Zhan Yan didn't like her going out, it was just that he didn't like his things to be coveted by others.

Because when she went to the gym, there were several good-looking pretty boys who wanted to visit her.

But how did Zhan Yan know that she had seen so many men.

No one can compare to him...

Later, Zhuang Mingyue regarded herself as a canary.

Drawing the ground as a prison, imprisoning himself in that home that is worthy of its existence and has long been defeated.

She was very much like a concubine who had fallen out of favor in the ancient palace. All she could do every day was wait for the emperor to come.

If I could sum it up in two words, Zhuang Mingyue's previous life...

There is only the word 'pathetic'.

Maybe... Zhan Yan was sure that she would not leave, so he was so unscrupulous.

Never cherish her love.

Zhan Yan is in another world and knows the news that she is dead.

You must be living happily with Song Qiqi!

Zhuang Mingyue cleaned up, brought him another bowl of porridge, and sat by the bed, "Brother, this bowl is not very hot. Be careful not to hit it again."

"Mingyue, thank you for your hard work!" Zhanyan's voice was hoarse and he coughed a few more times.

Zhuang Mingyue handed the bowl to him. The moment she put it in his hand, Zhan Yan's palm felt extremely hot.

Seeing that he was so weak and afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it, he beat them all on the bed. Wu Ma would have to wash him when the time came, so Zhuang Mingyue compromised.

"Brother...if you don't mind, let me feed you!"

"Brother, why do you mind? You are sensible and know that you feel sorry for your brother." Zhan Yan reached out and rubbed her hair.

Zhuang Mingyue smiled lightly: "Brother, you are sick, so I should take care of you."

Zhuang Mingyue put a spoonful of porridge to his mouth, and Zhan Yan opened his mouth to drink it.

Serving at the banquet seemed to have become her habit, and Zhuang Mingyue would have no trouble in her heart, if he had not kept his eyes on her.

Zhuang Mingyue just wanted to finish feeding her quickly and leave.

Who knew that a bowl of porridge would take nearly ten to ten minutes?

Zhan Yan ate very slowly, he kept coughing, and Zhuang Mingyue really couldn't do anything.

Until Wu Ma came back, Zhuang Mingyue seemed to see a savior...

"Master Zhan, please take your temperature first!" Mother Wu took a thermometer and put it in Zhan Yan's mouth. After a while, she took it out and found that the temperature was already 39 degrees.

Wu Ma said anxiously: "The fever is so serious, Master Zhan, otherwise you should go to the hospital!"

Zhan Yan said: "It's too troublesome to go to the hospital. Let's take some medicine first."

"Well, Master Zhan, if you can't hold it any longer, you must tell Mingyue. If you are so sick, if your husband finds out, he will definitely blame you."

Zhuang Mingyue narrowed her eyes and flashed something strange. Compared with her daughter, Zhuang Haisheng cared more about Zhan Yan, his adopted son.

She was afraid that Zhuang Haisheng would be angry and implicate Wu Ma, so she said anxiously: "Wu Ma is fine, you don't have to blame yourself, I'll just watch here, go and get busy!"

Wu Ma: "Okay, Mingyue, please remember to let Master Zhan take medicine in half an hour, and drink more hot water, and he will be fine after sweating."

She knew all this, Zhuang Mingyue nodded in agreement, "I've written it down."

After Wu Ma left, Zhuang Mingyue began to take care of the banquet. She took away the computer from his quilt and put it aside.

"Mingyue, what are you doing?"

"Brother, you are sick now, so you should put your work aside for a while. Now you have to lie down and sleep." Zhuang Mingyue forced Zhan Yan to lie down, and then covered him with a quilt.

She protected the back of his head with her hand and put down the pillow. Zhuang Mingyue did this series of actions smoothly, as if she had done these things hundreds of times.

As she said this, she took away another pillow and said, "Brother, sleep on two pillows at night. This will make your neck stiffer, and it's not good for your spine. One pillow is enough."

"You will definitely be a qualified wife when you get married in the bright moon."

"I'm starting to envy your future husband."

Zhuang Mingyue only felt ironic when she heard it. She even wanted to laugh for no reason. If she hadn't experienced it, she would have almost believed it!

Zhuang Mingyue said calmly: "Wait for my brother and stay with Sister Yushu. Sister Yushu will also take care of my brother like me. Maybe Sister Yushu will do better than me."

"My sister is always the best." Zhan Yan looked at her with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"I'm very happy that my brother thinks so..."

In terms of superficial skills, she is far inferior to Zhan Yan.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Mingyue fed him antipyretic medicine, drank a glass of hot water, and touched his forehead, which was also sweating.

With the antipyretic and hypnotic ingredients, Zhan Yan quickly fell asleep.

Zhuang Mingyue felt bored, so she went back to the next room to get a set of test papers and went back to the banquet room to do it.

The banquet in my sleep, I had a very, very long ‘dream’

He dreamed that Zhuang Mingyue married him.

After marriage, he was cold to her and cheated on her...

Completely ignoring her considerations, he did a lot of excessive things.

Even... because she couldn't give birth to a child, he divorced her and kicked her out of the house.

Soon he married another woman.

When he regretted it, he found that Zhuang Mingyue had died long ago...