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

Washing hands and making soup for the one you love is actually a very happy thing.

She had been alone almost since she was a child, and no one knew how much she wished she had a perfect family.

So she wanted to fill in the blanks about Zhan Yan with her own regrets.

But what he did now was already too late for her.

"Like it?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't speak. She rarely brought these with her when she went out.

The shopping guide on the side smiled and said: "Mr. Zhan, your taste is really good. This is our most popular lipstick color recently, and now we have the last one left. It matches this lady's temperament very well." Yeah! It will look great if you put it on."

Zhan Yan didn't know how to use women's things, and he seemed a little unfamiliar. He pulled out the cover twice but couldn't pull it out. Finally, he pinched both sides of Zhuang Mingyue's cheeks with one hand and held lipstick in the other hand, about to put it on her.

The shopping guide also had a black look on his face. How could he put lipstick on someone like that?

Zhuang Mingyue's lips pursed, and Shui Ling's lips were also light pink. Her lips were beautiful even if she didn't need to modify them with her mouth.

But for Zhan Yan, who was extremely possessive, Zhuang Mingyue wanted her woman to have what others had, and Zhan Yan would offer it to her with both hands if no one else had it.

The shopping guide reminded me thoughtfully: "Mr. Zhan, this is not how you apply it. How about I help you?"

Zhan Yan ignored him and started applying it on Zhuang Mingyue's beautiful lips, bit by bit very carefully.

He even lowered his head. After a while, the shopping guide took a mirror and placed it in front of Zhuang Mingyue. Zhan Yan held her chin as if admiring his masterpiece.

Zhuang Mingyue said expressionlessly: "Have you seen enough?"

Zhan Yan smiled calmly: "Not bad, all the colors are wrapped, I want it." He took out a card and swiped out tens of thousands of dollars without blinking.

After leaving the mall, it was almost dark outside.

Golden light fell on the empty street, and a breeze blew through his collar.

Unexpectedly, someone filmed this scene and sent a message to Ying Yueyao.

"Sister, if you don't care anymore, your man will run away."

Ying Yueyao was at Ying's house, looking at the photos sent by her friends in the circle, holding her phone tightly, wanting to crush it.

Zhuang Mingyue, I don't care if you are really about to die.

But I will never allow you to snatch him away like this.

he's mine!

The one-story building that Zhanyan bought is in the prosperous community, the prosperous area of ​​the entire imperial city, only 3000 meters away from Shengshi Group.

The building is located on the 24th floor, the highest floor.

There is also a balcony upstairs and a swimming pool...

Go to the door.

Zhan Yan: "The password is your birthday. You will be the hostess of this house from now on. Go in and see if you like it."

Zhuang Mingyue only felt ironic when he heard this. How many families does he have? There are several hostesses.

"I just want to go back to Nanyuan Villa, that is my home."

"If you want to go back, I will take you back in the future."

Zhan Yan entered the password and pressed the door handle lock. The moment the door opened, a familiar smell hit his nostrils. It was the perfume that Zhuang Mingyue had used before. It smelled fresh and sweet. Zeng Jin was in the passenger seat. , Zhuang Mingyue also put on perfume with this scent, but was later thrown into the trash can by Zhan Yan.

When they came back, the newly purchased furniture was all well-arranged, and the pink sofa was particularly eye-catching.

"Servants will come to clean other housework at home on time. From now on...you can cook for me every day and wait for me to come home."

The house is indeed decorated with a homey atmosphere, and everything is decorated according to her preferences.

But Zhuang Mingyue was not happy at all.

"If you want to paint, I have built a studio just for you."

The studio was together with the study room where the banquet was held. It had half-view floor-to-ceiling windows and good light.

Connected to their master bedroom.

There were originally three rooms. In addition to the master bedroom, one was transformed into Zhuang Mingyue's exclusive dressing room, and the other was a fitness room for Zhanyan.

Most of the photos that were taken without Zhuang Mingyue's knowledge were displayed in the bedroom. One of them was a photo of Zhuang Mingyue wearing a black shirt, lying on the bed and already asleep. The hem of the black shirt only covered her face. He rested his thighs, clasped his hands under his face, and slept peacefully. Any photo taken out would be an artistic photo.

She remembered that this photo was taken by him when they were in Taoyuan Village.

Every picture of herself made Zhuang Mingyue dizzy.

"These...were all taken by you secretly?"

"Zhan Yan, you are a pervert among lunatics, you are so dirty and disgusting."

...

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, there was only a weak light on.

Hearing the noise, Zhan Yan came from the study room next door. When he saw the missing person on the bed, his eyes narrowed coldly. When he saw the light in the bathroom was on, his expression softened. He opened the bathroom door and saw at a glance woman.

‘Wow’ Zhan Yan stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and lifted her up, “...Don’t think that I can let you go if you abuse yourself like this. It’s just the beginning now.”