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

She let go of his hand, stood up, walked to the dining table and sat down at the table.

Zhuang Mingyue served him a bowl of rice and placed it in front of him. Zhuang Mingyue did so many things the way he wanted, but what she did was just like what a wife should do.

"Today's food is a bit salty, you can add less next time."

"Yeah." Zhuang Mingyue took a few mouthfuls of rice and responded.

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue didn't cook it herself. These dishes were all cooked by her aunt before Zhanyan got off work.

Zhuang Mingyue did nothing.

It's just that the banquet was not eaten.

"I'll have a rest tomorrow and take you to climb a mountain? I heard... Qingfeng Temple is good and worshiping Buddha is effective."

Worship Buddha? It was unusual for this sentence to come out of Zhan Yan's mouth.

Zhuang Mingyue: "Don't you never believe this?"

Zhan Yan shaved off the fishbone for her and put it into her bowl. "I haven't been able to accompany you well these days because of company matters. I want to take you out to relax."

Zhuang Mingyue didn't touch the piece of fish, "Yeah."

She agreed, but she just didn't want to be alone all day, so she just stayed here with him. They didn't have to think about what Zhan Yan would do to her while they were alone.

After chatting for a few words, the two quickly fell silent again.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a burst of cell phone ringing.

A string of mobile phone numbers without notes popped up on the phone screen.

Zhanyan hung up the phone without even looking at it. When he called again in half a minute, Zhanyan turned off the phone.

This time, Zhuang Mingyue spoke first: "The wedding is approaching, don't you have to be busy?"

Zhan Yan: "Wouldn't it be better if I... accompany you at home?"

Zhuang Mingyue was silent for a moment. He knew the answer to this sentence.

"Sooner or later you will marry her and have children. It's the same if you go back to be with her early. I will stay here for half a month. When you get married, I will move out of here. Master's studio, I just called today Call me and ask me to come over and help, I agreed..."

"Master also has a dormitory, I might live there."

"It would be best for both of us to separate as soon as possible."

Zhan Yan put down the chopsticks in his hand, leaned back, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth to light it. He crossed his legs and stared at her with evil eyes.

Then he took a puff and blew out white smoke, and the smell of smoke quickly dispersed in the living room, "Yueyue... wouldn't it be nice to pretend it's just the two of us?"

"It's just a marriage, a wedding... When it's over, I'll stay here with you."

"As long as you let me touch her willingly, I can promise you that I will not sleep with her."

Zhuang Mingyue was shaking with anger, threw a pair of chopsticks on him, and stood up angrily, "Zhan Yan! Do you know what you are talking about!"

She looked at his eyes narrowed, showing his complicated emotions. Zhan Yan sat back on the chair, bent down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground, put them on the table, and looked at her angry expression quietly.

Zhuang Mingyue took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

I almost forgot that this is the kind of person he is.

Morning and evening.

This is a bad trait that he cannot change.

Now that she wanted to escape, where else could she go?

Her money, passport, and ID card are all in his hands. Whatever she wants to buy, she only has a shopping card with no limit on the amount. It can only be used for shopping and cannot be used for other things.

Everything was Zhan Yan forcing her to submit.

Let her be the third party in his marriage willingly.

"Not everything in this world will go according to your will, even if you reach the position you are in today!"

"If you want to play the game of pampering, you are willing to do so. A bunch of girls who are prettier and younger than me will play with you."

"Stop using me for entertainment, I can't afford it."

"You don't want me to give in and become your plaything!"

"I will sincerely congratulate you on your marriage to Ying Yueyao, and wish you a long life, a son soon, and a family full of children and grandchildren."

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the room, slammed the door hard, and locked the door. The severe pain in her head made her unable to bear it anymore, so she poured a few pills from the bedside table and swallowed them.

The breathing in the chest suddenly became rapid, and at that moment, the vision in front of Zhuang Mingyue suddenly became dark.

He fell to the ground, holding his hair, waiting for the pain to pass.

Outside the living room, balcony.

When Ying Yueyao made more than a dozen calls, Zhan Yan answered the phone, "If there's anything I need to say, let me know."

Ying Yueyao said softly: "Mom has made an appointment for us at the photography studio. We will take wedding photos on location tomorrow. I have chosen a few places. You can see if they are available."

When she told him these words, her tone was all cautious, trying to get his opinion.

Zhan Yan lowered his head and nodded the cigarette ashes in his hand, "I'm not free tomorrow, I have something to do."

"But I asked Qi Cheng and looked at your itinerary. You have a day off tomorrow." Ying Yueyao quickly added: "Mom has already hired a photographer and a costume and makeup artist for the exhibition banquet. Now, please don’t refuse me, okay?”

Zhan Yan threw away the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his hand, "Do you know what marrying me means you have to bear?!"

"Standing alone in an empty house, it's best to be able to endure loneliness."

Ying Yueyao felt a pain in her chest, "I don't want to be in name only, I want to be your real wife. I don't care if Zhuang Mingyue is by your side. I just want you to spend more time with me when you are free, okay?" "

I think back then, Ying Yueyao was notoriously difficult to deal with, cruel, arrogant, and willful.

But these related adjectives seem to have nothing to do with her.

In the past, she was so condescending to Zhan Yan.

How humble it is now.

Just like Zhuang Mingyue was trying to persuade him to stay.

Ying Yueyao never lacks suitors, just like Zhan Yan never lacks women around her.

Even when he was at his lowest, as long as Zhan Yan nodded, a lot of powerful women would decisively sacrifice everything for his face.

Zhan Yan has his own pride, and he never disdains getting what he wants from those women.

"Send me your location tomorrow."

After getting his answer, Ying Yueyao happily said immediately: "Okay, I will wait for you outside the Nanyuan Villa tomorrow."

"No, send the address to my mobile phone."

After saying the last sentence, Zhan Yan had hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, an address appeared on the phone screen.

Zhan Yan pressed the master bedroom door handle, but it couldn't be pushed. He turned around and found the spare key and opened the door.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the gorgeous rose fell to the ground, and there were traces of being stepped on and dirty on the petals.

Listening to the sound of water pouring in the bathroom, Zhanyan lowered his eyelids, then rolled up his sleeves, picked up the flowers on the ground, walked to the kitchen and threw them into the trash can, opened the refrigerator on one side, and took out a few eggs, some I washed the vegetables... under the faucet, boiled water in a pot, cracked eggs, and cooked a bowl of noodles.

After the noodles were cooked, Zhuang Mingyue just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The banquet was brought to the room and placed on her dressing table.

"After eating, I won't touch you tonight."