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

"Uncle, what about you?"

The middle-aged man said in a gentle voice: "My heart is not good. I will need an operation in a while. I just don't know if I can survive on the operating table."

Zhuang Mingyue paused for a moment, then lowered his head, "Yes, you must be a lucky person, and everything will be fine." I don't know if this sentence is comforting him, or comforting myself.

The middle-aged man looked away from the newspaper and folded it. He crossed his legs and put the newspaper on his knees with both hands. In his deep amber eyes, he looked at her deeply, with a kind expression on his face. Smiling, "I'd like to lend you some good words."

"It's getting late, I should go back." The man glanced at a group of people who came with great momentum from not far away, "I wonder if I can give you a hug before I leave?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "..."

"I know this reason is very abrupt. When I see you, I will think of my dead wife. I miss her very much..."

"Just think of it as a comfort before my surgery, okay?"

He speaks and is also a very gentle person.

Zhuang Mingyue nodded without much thought, "Okay!"

Zhuang Mingyue hugged him for only a few seconds, and then he left.

Before leaving, I forgot to take the newspaper with me.

Zhuang Mingyue was about to pick it up when a shadow suddenly shrouded her head, "Is it fun to blow in the air downstairs?"

Zhan Yan took off his black suit with a cold expression and wrapped her tightly.

"Go back and change your clothes. I'll handle the discharge procedures for you."

Zhuang Mingyue wrapped his suit, Zhan Yan put his arm around her shoulders and left. He looked back and saw that the middle-aged man had disappeared. Zhuang Mingyue took the newspaper from his hand before leaving.

Sitting in the car, Zhan Yan looked through the medicines he got from the hospital. It looked like they were just some medicines for replenishing qi and blood and conditioning, but... Zhuang Mingyue knew that these were specially prepared by Xu Zekai for her, and the amount of medicines was higher than before. Eat a lot more.

"...I hired a nutritionist to take care of you three meals a day. Don't eat randomly in the future and make me worry."

Worry?

With Zhan Yan's temperament, he would never say such a thing.

Zhuang Mingyue responded calmly, "Yeah."

"Who was that person who hugged you just now?" His originally gentle tone suddenly turned cold.

Zhuang Mingyue looked out the car window and answered truthfully: "I don't know."

"I don't know how to hug him upstairs. Don't let me see you having any intimate behavior with a man of unknown origin in the future. Otherwise...I won't be able to spare you."

Zhan Yan pinched her face and looked at her with gloomy eyes.

"I see."

Zhan Yan, who had not touched her for nearly half a month, took her out of the hospital at this moment. Her body's desire had nowhere to vent. His handsome and charming face slowly came closer. Zhuang Mingyue turned away his eyes coldly, "I'm not healed yet. In the mood to do this kind of thing.”

Zhan Yan forcefully turned her face towards her, kissed her hard on the lips, and said in a low and restrained voice: "...I won't touch you tonight."

"I won't sleep in separate rooms either."

Zhuang Mingyue: "You are crazy!"

"Father doesn't agree with us being together. If he knows that I'm with you...Father will be angry!"

Zhan Yan raised the corner of his mouth but did not answer her words.

When the car stopped and returned to the banker's house, Zhuang Mingyue finally knew why Zhan Yan was so unscrupulous!

Zhuang Haisheng was in the master bedroom. In addition to them, Ying Yueyao was also here. She stood quietly aside, but her presence made Zhuang Mingyue unable to ignore...

Zhuang Haisheng was wearing a breathing mask. For some unknown reason, he suffered a stroke.

He has no eyes, nose or mouth, his hands are in strange postures, he cannot speak, he has to be fed even to eat, and his only activity is to sit in a wheelchair.

The little daughter, who was only three and a half years old, looked very much like Jiang Man. She sat timidly behind Jiang Man.

Even in the past four years, Jiang Man has not aged. On the contrary, she has the charm of a mature woman than before. She is wearing a dark blue cheongsam embroidered with white pear petals, light lips, and her long hair has been cut short. She sits like a Roll style, with jade earrings on the ears.

Wang Mei, who had always been talkative, was particularly quiet today.

Jiang Man was still as usual, with a proud attitude of a hostess, holding her three-and-a-half-year-old daughter in her hand, "We haven't seen each other for so many years, and Mingyue has become more and more beautiful. This is my and your father's woman, her name is Zhuang Mingzhu. , nicknamed Xianxian."

"Xianxian, she is your sister, please call her sister."

Zhuang Mingzhu took a step forward and called Zhuang Mingyue in a soft voice, "...sister...sister!"

Zhuang Mingyue felt like a knife in her heart. She didn't say a word, took a few steps back, turned and left the room.

She originally thought that as long as her father came back, even if he changed like that, Zhuang Mingyue would think it would be okay.

but now…

Everything Xu Zekai said came true. He said: "Zhuang Haisheng will never come back intact."

Zhanyan went to her room and saw Zhuang Mingyue sitting on the bed with her head hanging down, her forehead resting on her hair, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He stepped forward and looked at her intently, "...Isn't it what you want when your adoptive father comes back?"

"What else makes you unhappy?"

Ever since the day Zhanyan found her and brought her back to the imperial capital.

She looked neither sad nor happy.

There is nothing in his eyes!

It is obviously the living Zhuang Mingyue.

Zhan Yan felt...

This is not her!

Zhanyan didn't know what was wrong.

Even if he tried his best to recover exactly like the banker he was when she left.

She is still like this...

Zhan Yan wanted to catch her, but he always felt that he had never caught her.

"I'm asking you! Speak!" His tone suddenly became harsh.

"There's nothing to say. Who am I to accuse you of what you did... I'm fine. Don't worry about me... you can go do other things! I'm just a little dizzy, just calm down." Zhuang Mingyue raised her head, her eyes There was a bit of red around him, and his voice was a bit incoherent. "Zhan Yan, please go out for a while, okay? I want to be alone for a while, please."

Zhan Yan had nothing to do with her now, his eyes darkened, "I'll give you half an hour, go downstairs for dinner."

"I'm not hungry.

Looking at his dangerous gaze, she swallowed the last two words and spat them out softly: "I know."

Zhuang Haisheng was in a wheelchair and was carried downstairs by a servant. There were many people sitting at a long table. There used to be only three people, not counting Bai Yushu...

Zhuang Haisheng is still sitting in the main seat, but he is no longer the one who can speak. The banquet is still the same as before, sitting in the first seat on the left, and the seat next to him that used to be Bai Yushu is now vacant. Even Ying Yueyao, who was his wife, was not qualified to sit next to him.

Jiang Man holds her three and a half year old daughter...

There was a table full of people, quietly waiting for who they were. Half an hour later, the food on the table had already gone cold...