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

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know when Zhan Yan's attitude towards her changed.

It was when she was with Yuuki.

Or maybe she and Yushu are about to get engaged...

He should hate her, not like he does now.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know whether it was because Bai Yushu was still alive and she didn't kill Bai Yushu that Zhan Yan's attitude towards her changed.

Even if they still had a relationship, Zhuang Mingyue never thought that Zhan Yan would have any feelings for her in such a relationship.

like?

Unless he is crazy!

He would never give to anyone, and he thought his feelings were ridiculous.

People like Zhan Yan have no sincerity at all.

What he did was nothing more than his inner possessiveness. She just didn't want to escape his control. The banker four years ago and even her father were all part of his design, including herself!

She just needs to go back and live in the abyss he created just like she did four years ago.

Zhanyan took her back to the hotel, and Zhuang Mingyue followed him. She had nowhere to escape, and... there were six bodyguards behind her.

Passing by the magnificent lobby, we took the elevator to the presidential suite on the 88th floor.

In the dim corridor, the carpet under your feet felt like you were stepping on soft clouds.

Zhuang Mingyue had been tired for a day, and Zhan Yan took out her room card and was about to open the door.

Thinking of how he looked like a beast in heat as soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Mingyue bit her lip and said, "I don't want to live with you."

Zhan Yan ordered: "Let's get together and get another room."

"It's the president."

Zhuang Mingyue felt relieved and felt relieved.

Zhanyan opened the door to the room and took off his suit with tired eyes. He was about to turn on the light when suddenly in the dark room, a figure came up and put his hands on Zhanyan, "Why didn't you come to pick me up today? ?”

Her voice…

Zhuang Mingyue's heart trembled uncontrollably. Looking at the familiar face, it was like a thunder suddenly exploded in her head.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't believe that Song Qiqi was here, even in the room where the banquet was held.

Her body was horrified and filled with fear, and she stepped back.

The memories of the hurt she had caused surged up in her chest.

His heart seemed to have been stabbed hard.

"Zhuang Mingyue and I slept with him long ago."

"Based on ability, based on academic qualifications...how can you compare to me?"

"If you still have some self-awareness, get divorced as soon as possible. Don't occupy this position that doesn't belong to you. You don't deserve it at all!"

Zhan Yan pushed her away calmly, and Song Qiqi looked apologetic, "I didn't know there were so many people, why didn't you call me? If I had known, I wouldn't have dressed like this!"

Song Qiqi had just taken a shower after getting off the plane and put on black pajamas. Zhuang Mingyue looked familiar at the pajamas. She remembered that the salesperson had brought them to her at the mall today. She put them on without looking at them.

Zhan Yan's body was blocking the door, and the bodyguards couldn't see clearly. Even if it wasn't blocked, they didn't dare to look. Everyone who knew the situation lowered their heads and didn't dare to look.

Song Qiqi smiled at Zhuang Mingyue: "Is this the sister you are looking for?"

She walked across the banquet and walked up to Zhuang Mingyue in a domineering manner, with a provocative curve on her lips, "Long time no see, Zhuang Mingyue!"

She stretched out her hand, as if she was saying something secretly.

Zhuang Mingyue's face turned pale, and she frowned due to pain in her chest. She turned around and left without saying anything.

His footsteps were chaotic, and someone could tell at a glance that something was wrong.

Song Qiqi retracted her hand with a faint smile, looked at the people running away in a hurry, folded her hands around her chest, and raised her chin.

In your previous life, you were just a loser. You were no match for me before, and you are still no match for me now...

I didn’t live past 31 in my previous life.

This time... I want to see how long you can survive.

The words Song Qiqi are like Zhuang Mingyue's incurable heart disease.

Previous life…

Her child died before birth, and Zhuang Mingyue didn't have time to take a look.

What Qi Cheng handed her was just a jar of ashes.

Zhuang Mingyue buried him and his mother's cemetery together.

She was ill for half a year and was bedridden. Several times, she felt that she was about to die.

Zhuang Mingyue did not get better after receiving treatment in the hospital, so she left the hospital and went home without telling Zhan Yan.

In their master bedroom, Zhuang Mingyue heard male and female voices.

"Zhuang Mingyue can't give birth to a child for you, so I will give birth to you..."

"This time, we will have our own child soon, Zhan Yan~"

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. She clutched her hair tightly. In the bathroom, she grabbed everything and smashed it against the mirror. Zhuang Mingyue rarely lost control unless... she had really arrived. The pinnacle of collapse.

The hotel she stayed in was right next door to the exhibition.

The broken mirror was shattered all over the floor, and the painful face of Zhuang Mingyue was all reflected in the lens.

Suddenly blood flowed from her nose, and she felt a rusty smell of blood in her mouth. She felt a strong nausea in her chest. She wiped off the blood and turned on the water from the faucet. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth.

No matter how hard she tried, the blood in her nose couldn't be stopped. Zhuang Mingyue raised her head, dizzy with a pillow, and held on to the sink, which prevented her from fainting.

Regarding this, Zhuang Mingyue did not show any panic. Instead, she covered her nose with paper, went to her bag in the room, found a bottle of medicine, opened it with trembling hands, took two pills and swallowed them. Zhuang Mingyue felt a little pain. Some relief.

At this moment, the door to the room suddenly opened, and the person suddenly appeared. Zhuang Mingyue was so frightened that she dropped the medicine bottle in her hand. She picked it up at a loss, for fear that someone would know something.

Zhan Yan walked up to her and grabbed the person kneeling on the ground, "What are you eating?"

Looking at the blood on her body, Zhan Yan frowned, "Where did the blood on your body come from?" He stared at her with his deep eyes.

"I'm a little angry and have a nosebleed." Zhuang Mingyue avoided his sight, picked up the pills on the ground, closed the lid and put them in her schoolbag.

Who knew that Zhan Yan would snatch it away with one hand.

"What are you doing! All I eat is ordinary vc."

Zhan Yan found the medicine bottle and it was indeed VC white tablets. His brows relaxed and he said, "You are not feeling well. I will take you for a checkup tomorrow."

"There's no need for you to pretend to be a good person." Zhuang Mingyue put her bag away, turned around, and looked at him taking off his clothes, slightly startled, "This is my room, your room is next door!"

Zhan Yan threw his suit on the bed without thinking about himself.

Zhuang Mingyue picked up his suit jacket and threw it directly in front of him, "I'll let you out!"