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

Zhuang Mingyue's panting breathing took a few minutes to calm down.

After tidying everything up, I changed her into a dress that was already wet and full of water, and carried her downstairs to eat.

The wounds on Little Xingxing's face have scabbed over and are much better. She is sitting on a children's chair, waving a little blue spoon in her hand. When the servant sees the two loving people coming down from upstairs, they all steal. Smiling.

Zhuang Mingyue was held next to him, and the servant immediately filled a bowl of ginseng chicken soup and brought it to Zhuang Mingyue.

Zhuang Mingyue frowned calmly.

"do not like?"

"I'm just not used to the smell."

"Then don't drink it." Zhan Yan told the servant, "Bring the chicken soup down."

"Yes, sir."

Zhan Yan looked at her lovingly: "Can you have a good meal now?"

Zhuang Mingyue eats as slowly as a chicken pecking at rice. She has been like this since she was a child. She can eat a bowl of rice for half an hour. Zhuang Haisheng is relatively strict with her. She eats and sleeps silently. Unless someone talks to her at the dinner table, she will eat. She rarely took the initiative to talk to others, and she continued this habit.

Seeing her quietly sitting next to him eating, sleeping, and painting... looking at her, he felt that the empty space in his chest was being filled.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know what Zhan Yan had been watching her do. When she saw Little Xingxing vomiting milk after drinking, she took it with her hands and quickly took out a few pieces of paper to wipe his mouth. Fortunately, it didn't get on his clothes.

"Half will be enough from now on, no need to soak too much."

"Good lady."

The servant picked up Little Xingxing and left the table, leaving only the two of them. They had already eaten the feast, and subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from their pockets. When they were about to take out one, they saw that they were still drinking porridge. People, Zhan Yan put down what he was holding, and pressed the metal lighter on the cigarette box.

Zhan Yan's presence was so strong that even if he didn't speak, it was difficult for Zhuang Mingyue to ignore him, "Why do you have to look at me like this? You can go and do other things."

Zhan Yan smiled and said, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette and I'll be with you soon."

Zhuang Mingyue ignored him. When she saw him walking out with the cigarette on the table, she immediately lost her appetite and got up and went upstairs.

Zhan Yan is indeed addicted to smoking and it is difficult to quit.

She doesn't like the smell of smoke, so Zhanyan can only go to the yard if she wants to smoke.

The maid was cleaning up the heavy snow that had just fallen. Zhanyan picked up the phone that had just vibrated, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

Qi Cheng: "The ring design has been handed over to the designer. We have received news from Eric that the style is quite complicated and the production process will take about two months."

Zhan Yan swallowed and puffed up, his dark eyes dimmed, "Tell him to hurry up, I need to see the ring in a month at the earliest."

Qi Cheng: "Yes, President, I will bring the message."

Zhan Yan hung up the phone, and whatever he said was not just talk.

The ring design was designed by Zhan Yan himself last night, after all the ups and downs.

Thinking that their relationship will last a lifetime, Zhan Yan's mood at this moment is completely different from when he married Ying Yueyao...

Zhan Yan thought that it didn't matter who Mrs. Zhan was in the future.

She is beside me now...

Everything seemed to be going right.

He literally does whatever comes to his mind.

Zhuang Mingyue was taken to the garage, and she sat in the driver's seat.

Zhanyan fastened her seat belt and said, "I won't be harsh on you this time. Let's start by reversing the car out of the warehouse. Think carefully about what I taught you last time."

"It's been so long, I...I forgot." Zhuang Mingyue squeezed the steering wheel nervously. "Trouble..." The words stopped suddenly, "You are teaching me again, this time I will listen carefully."

Zhan Yan said to her seriously and mercilessly: "You have great talent in everything, except for driving, you really need to practice more. Otherwise, how can I rest assured and let you drive alone in the future?" "

Zhan Yan was just talking casually. Even if she learned how to start, naturally she couldn't be allowed to go out and drive alone.

Zhan Yan's ability to speak to the point shows that her driving skills are really poor. Zhan Yan's ability to judge things is different from ordinary people. If he says something is not possible, then Zhuang Mingyue is really not going to be able to do it.

Zhuang Mingyue also had extraordinary endurance, and responded to her calmly: "Diligence can make up for weakness, but not everything is as absolute as you said."

Zhan Yan chuckled, pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay, in that case, then... I look forward to your performance."

In the end, Zhuang Mingyue did not disappoint Zhanyan. As she said, she reversed the car out of the garage and drove out for a full ten or twenty minutes. However, she accidentally injured other vehicles around her.

It didn't matter to Zhan Yan, let alone feel distressed. He was just afraid that this woman was so stupid that he couldn't teach her no matter how hard he taught her.

After practicing for an hour, Zhanyan got out of the car to smoke. Zhuang Mingyue sat in the car, holding the steering wheel in her hand. She was driving the cheapest Panamera in Zhanyan's garage, which was specially used for her by Zhanyan. For driving practice.

Zhuang Mingyue stepped on the accelerator. Looking at the person standing not far away from her, she could pass over him as long as she stepped on the accelerator.

When Zhuang Mingyue raised her head, she suddenly met Zhan Yan's eyes, as if he had seen through her, and she quickly looked away.

Zhan Yan: “After practicing for so long, I’ll try to drive it back on my own.”

Zhuang Mingyue held the steering wheel and looked at his back. The expression in her eyes was simply like an expression she would not have normally. It was as if she wanted to kill him.

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly stepped on the accelerator. At this moment, she didn't think much about anything, just stared at his back.

The car rushed out all of a sudden...

As long as he dies.

Everything can end.

However, at this moment, a bodyguard came to Zhan Yan and whispered something in his ear. Zhan Yan looked solemnly and looked at the woman who could not stop the car.

Zhuang Mingyue was about to hit him, but he had no intention of avoiding it. Even the bodyguard on the side reminded him anxiously, but Zhan Yan waved his hands and the bodyguard remained silent.

At that moment, Zhuang Mingyue quickly stepped on the brakes as he was about to collide, less than one meter away from the banquet.

The inertia was too strong. Zhuang Mingyue leaned forward hard, but accidentally sprained her wrist. The pain made her frown.

Zhan Yan strode over without saying a word. Zhuang Mingyue was too nervous to look at her, fearing that he would see something. Without saying a word, Zhan Yan opened her car door and unfastened her seat belt. He hugged her sideways.

Zhuang Mingyue was so frightened that she subconsciously hooked her hand around his neck. She looked at him without knowing why. Seeing his frown, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Zhang Lin is here. I'll take you back to your room. Don't come down until he leaves."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Zhang Lin? Who is he?"

She was not familiar with Zhang Linzhuang Mingyue. She had only heard of his name in her previous life. She worked with him in collusion and was not a good person.

Zhuang Mingyue had never met him before. This time... what was he doing in Nanyuan Villa?