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

At twelve o'clock in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by a muffled thunder.

The huge sound resounded throughout the Nanyuan Villa, and Little Xingxing was frightened to tears.

Zhuang Mingyue patted his back and finally coaxed the child, then took off the wet sheets and threw them into the dirty clothes basket.

I don't know when the thunder outside will stop.

Zhuang Mingyue had no choice but to take him to Zhanyan's study. In the past few months, Little Xingxing had put on a lot of weight. After being held for a long time, his hands were a little sore, so she could only sit on the sofa and use small toys to entertain him.

It was fine in the study, but as soon as I walked out, tears would come out.

Zhuang Mingyue gently tapped the little guy's nose with her finger, "Little Xingxing, are you so afraid of thunder?"

"Ma... Ma Ma..."

Zhuang Mingyue did not respond.

"Mama..."

"... "

"Ah, mom... mom..."

Zhuang Mingyue watched him yawn, and hugged him up movedly to go back to his room to sleep. At this moment, he heard the movement outside the door, and a high beam flashed. As if Zhuang Mingyue turned a blind eye, he closed the door of the study. Turn on the light and get ready to go back to your room to sleep.

Xu Zekai raised his head and glanced at the place upstairs. He took the drunk man out of the car with great effort, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and threw the man on the sofa without mercy, not forgetting to laugh at him. , "You only drink with this amount, and you still drink with me? No wonder you let Song Qiqi succeed."

Xu Zekai glanced at the corridor, put down the keys in his hand, and left the villa without any extra pause.

After he got in the car, sat in the driver's seat, and had just fastened his seat belt, he heard the phone ringing. He looked at the strange call on the phone and was about to hang up, until he saw the lights on the third floor of the villa out of the corner of his eye. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhuang Mingyue stood there with a phone in his hand and put it to his ear.

Xu Zekai pressed the button to answer the call, "It's rare that you still call me."

Zhuang Mingyue was wearing thin pajamas, with a cold expression, and said in a calm tone: "Does what you said still count?"

Xu Zekai said without any hesitation: "It always counts, no matter what you do."

"Okay...I want you to help me..."

After hearing this, Xu Zekai even agreed, "As long as you ask, I will help you."

"These days..." Are you okay?

After getting his answer, Zhuang Mingyue hung up the phone without having too much communication.

Xu Zekai's voice also stopped abruptly.

Back in the room, Zhuang Mingyue closed the curtains. Xu Zekai smiled faintly, then looked away. Ignoring another phone call that kept coming in, he stepped on the accelerator and left the villa.

Not long after Zhuang Mingyue went to bed and was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard the sound of unsteady footsteps coming outside the room door.

The next moment, the door to the room was opened, and a figure came over, fell on the bed, and hugged her tightly. Zhuang Mingyue opened her closed eyes, staring at the dark corner of the wall without light.

"...Why, you never call me."

Zhuang Mingyue felt the unusually hot body temperature on his body, as well as the biting smell of wine. Zhuang Mingyue maintained her posture without moving, but said in a very light voice: "Little Xingxing just fell asleep, don't disturb her."

Alcohol made Zhan Yan feel like she was on her head. His restless hands lifted up the hem of her skirt and kept reaching out to test her.

Zhuang Mingyue's voice had a rare emotion. She held his hand and said, "Zhanyan! It's very late now, I want to rest."

The movements of his hands did not stop, but became more unscrupulous with the help of alcohol.

The next second he kissed her again.

Zhuang Mingyue frowned and frowned, enduring his aggression. She knew that no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape. Even if she struggled, what could she do?

Zhan Yan was crazy but restrained. Zhuang Mingyue was like a fish that had been fished out, floating up and down in the sea, with the feeling of being put to death but having a future.

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and endured his impact again and again.

Until dawn.

After the exercise, I was sweating profusely and sober.

He picked up Zhuang Mingyue, who had no strength at all, and walked to the bathroom to clean her before returning her to her room to rest.

In the darkness, Zhan Yan looked at the woman beside him and traced her eyebrows with his fingers.

One day, I will let you stay with me willingly.

Don't even think you can escape again.

"This time... there won't be Song Qiqi, just us."

"Even if there are no children between us."

In the darkness, the man's deep voice sounded clearly in the room. Zhuang Mingyue didn't hear it clearly, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

When Zhuang Mingyue woke up, it was already noon.

The little star beside him was also missing.

She endured the pain in her body and sat up. The areas on her chest that could not be covered by her pajamas were full of traces left by the man last night.

Within a few minutes, Wang Mei knocked on the door, "Miss, are you awake?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Come in."

Wang Mei pushed the door open and saw the person on the bed. This... Master Zhan was so ferocious yesterday that he made this person look like this.

I finally recovered.

Wang Mei walked into the room, fearing that the cold wind would rush in, she quickly closed the door, found a warm shawl from the closet, and wrapped Zhuang Mingyue.

"This is too inappropriate. Miss, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I will contact the doctor right now."

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "No, I just need to take a rest."

She asked: "Where is the child?"

Wang Mei said: "Master Zhan has gone out early in the morning, and the child is also in the nursery next door. He asked me to get some chicken soup to replenish your health."

Zhuang Mingyue was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. She had no appetite now and couldn't eat anything.

"I understand, you go out first, I want to take a rest."

Wang Mei looked at her worriedly, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, just tell me. Don't hold on alone."

"Yeah." Zhuang Mingyue seemed to be weak when speaking now.

After Wang Mei left, Zhuang Mingyue sat for more than half an hour before putting on her clothes and going to Zhuang Haisheng's study on the second floor to find all the photos of her mother.

Photos that haven't been touched for a long time have accumulated dust.

Sit on the carpet and wipe it bit by bit.

Zhuang Mingyue was sitting on the floor in trance when a servant suddenly walked in and said, "Madam, sir, he called and said he would be back for lunch at noon."

"Yeah." Zhuang Mingyue didn't care whether he came back or not, so she wiped the picture album in her hand carefully.

Zhuang Mingyue wore a simple long dress and warm leggings. When she raised her head, it was already snowing heavily outside the window.

Pieces of snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell, fell to the ground, and melted quickly.

"Mom... you stayed here because of me and suffered the pain alone... Now... I seem to understand what it feels like to live in such a dark day."

"Mom, I'm luckier than you. I don't have children...and no one can force me to stay here..."