That night, the sea breeze, until a ray of morning light came on outside, Zhuang Mingyue was too tired to move a finger, and fell into a deep sleep.

At 05:30 in the morning, the man walked out of the bathroom with the newly washed person in his arms, and there was a knock on the door.

Qi Cheng reported: "President, the ship has docked and we can set off."

Zhan Yan: "Go prepare a new set of clothes and send them over."

Qi Cheng paused and replied, "Yes."

Qi Cheng quickly brought over a new set of clothes, the size was just right for Zhuang Mingyue.

After blow-drying her hair, Zhan Yan put on her clothes and held her outside the cruise ship.

In the huge extended version of Bugatti, Zhuang Mingyue slept on the man's lap with a pillow, without any sign of waking up.

After arriving at the hotel, Zhuang Mingyue had a peaceful sleep.

Sunset rises and sets.

The sunset seemed to be half stained red with blood.

A faint light shone through the gaps in the heavy curtains in the room.

Zhuang Mingyue moved her fingers, her eyes were dry and swollen, she cried countless times, he was just an inhumane bastard.

Zhuang Mingyue took off his hand because she felt it was dirty. The next second, the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed instantly opened his cold eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as his arms tightened, the person who was about to leave was instantly taken back.

Zhuang Mingyue's back was pressed against his, and she held his hand with a look of resentment on her face, "Let me go!"

"Sleep a little longer, or continue?" His voice did not allow for any resistance.

Zhuang Mingyue's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly stopped talking.

His methods have always been like this, rough and he never cares about her feelings.

You can't confront him head-on, otherwise the price will be ten times more painful and tortured.

In the quiet hotel room, you can hear the even breathing between the two people, and Zhuang Mingyue's heartbeat is also very fast.

After a long while, Zhuang Mingyue said: "I still have something to do and have to go back to the academy."

"I'll see you off in half an hour."

"I do not need."

Zhan Yan let go of her hand, and Zhuang Mingyue was a little surprised. He would let her go so easily. How could he be so easy to talk to?

Without any sloppiness, I lifted the quilt and got out of bed directly!

As soon as she stepped on the ground, Zhuang Mingyue seemed to have lost control, and she collapsed limply on the ground. The man on the bed chuckled happily.

The light in the room was turned on, and Zhan Yan was wearing only a nightgown. He sat on the bed at leisure, lit a cigarette, took a puff, blew out the white smoke, and looked at her lazily, "Do you need any help?"

Zhuang Mingyue ignored him, supported the bed with her hands, endured the pain, stood up from the ground, took her clothes and walked to the bathroom.

Looking at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he saw a haggard and pale face with an expressionless face.

Things didn't turn out the way she expected.

Counting the time, Bai Yushu had graduated long ago. Zhan Yan and her should have been married by now. He should not be here. He should be in the imperial capital, taking over Wei Lan and doing what he should do.

Zhuang Mingyue lingered in the bathroom for more than half an hour, and then walked out of the bathroom after getting dressed. She went straight to the table, picked up her bag, opened it and took a look. Fortunately, all the important things were inside.

Zhan Yan took his time and put on his suit. He lowered his head to button the buttons on his sleeves and said to Zhuang Mingyue who was about to leave: "I have already checked with the college. After the art exhibition yesterday, you have the day off. . As for returning to the academy..." After getting dressed, Zhan Yan walked up to her step by step, staring at her closely with his deep black eyes, "You have already graduated. Even if you want to leave, Mingyue... you can find a better one next time. reasons."

Zhuang Mingyue looked to the side, not looking at him, and said in a calm tone: "I don't know what you are talking about, please... get out of the way!"

Looking at her from Zhan Yan's angle, his eyes were always reddish.

"Don't you plan to go home with me?"

Zhuang Mingyue glared at him coldly, "Seeing you now makes me feel sick."

She pushed him away, but Zhan Yan remained unmoved. She even lowered her head, with an inexplicable evil curve at the corner of her mouth. Zhuang Mingyue opened the door, only to see the bodyguard who stopped her at the door. The meaning was obvious.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore, so she threw her bag on him hard, and said to him in a suppressed and angry voice, "What on earth do you want! I've been away for so many years, wouldn't you just treat me as dead?" Why do you still show up? I don't want to see you again at all."

"Some things are not yours to say. If you want to leave, you have to see if I agree or not!" Zhan Yan turned around and faced her, "Before I don't understand some things, it's best to stay by my side."

"This time, even if you go to the end of the world, you won't even think about escaping!"

The oath announced by the devil was like a terrifying curse.

It seemed that there was an invisible shackle between them that kept them firmly tied, and no one could escape.

Zhuang Mingyue no longer yelled or cried like before. She was like a puppet on strings, following him, and the bodyguards behind her were staring at her all the time.

Sitting in the rooftop restaurant, she could see the Eiffel Tower at a glance. This was the most luxurious restaurant and hotel in France. The price for one night was indeed money that she would never earn in her life.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know when Zhanyan became so rich...

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