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

Zhan Yan pinched his brows, squinted in the passenger seat for a while, and silently left the car without giving Ying Yueyao any response. He wore a custom-made black suit on his arms and walked into the unlocked door with his tall body.

Walking into the entrance hall, Wang Mei had already dozed off at the dining table. When she heard the noise, she woke up in fright, "Emma..."

"Master Zhan?"

Zhan Yan put the suit jacket in his hand on the hanger casually, "Where is Ming Yue?"

Wang Mei: "The eldest lady has to work on a sketch today, and I was making her a midnight snack when I fell asleep." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she remembered, "Emma, ​​my pork rib soup."

Wang Mei turned around while holding the soup and found that she had long disappeared in the living room.

Zhuang Mingyue hit Ha Qie and came out of Xiaoxing's room. Unexpectedly, she met a man walking up from downstairs.

Zhuang Mingyue's calm eyes looked at him for only a few seconds. She calmly shifted her gaze and turned around. Just when a gust of wind blew, a familiar scent of perfume wafted from his body.

This is Song Qiqi’s commonly used Chanel perfume.

When Zhuang Mingyue looked at her, the strange look in his eyes made him feel a stab in his chest.

Zhan Yan is a businessman, and there is no businessman who is not greedy.

From beginning to end, what he wanted was not only her person, but also her heart...

But now, the way they get along with each other is becoming more and more like strangers.

Wang Mei also happened to go upstairs with the pork rib soup. Without her, the feast had been delivered to Zhuang Mingyue and placed on the desk beside her.

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to put down the painting tray, but the original position was already occupied.

Zhan Yan accepted it silently, "You can take your time with the drawing, eat it first, and then go to bed to rest."

He took the painting tray, and Zhuang Mingyue was silent. She didn't have any physical contact with him, not even an eye contact.

Zhan Yan put down the painting tray, turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened a window, smoked a cigarette, and his deep eyes fell on her, watching her quietly drinking soup.

The white mist spit out from his mouth was blown out of the window by the wind.

The two people who used to be the most familiar and had the best understanding in bed are now extremely silent.

"If you want to find Jiang Ye, why don't you tell me?"

Zhuang Mingyue paused while drinking the soup, and her sleepy eyes, which were already red, looked at him instantly, "Do you know where he is? Zhan Yan? What on earth did you do to him? Why are you still contacting me now? Don’t want to fuck him?”

Zhan Yan looked at her with deep and deep eyes.

"Does his disappearance have anything to do with you?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhuang Mingyue's worry became more and more amplified little by little.

She stood up anxiously, walked up to him and asked, "Speak! Tell me!"

"Zhanyan, how many people are you going to kill before you give up?!"

Zhan Yan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, "I never thought of killing him, don't you believe me?"

"Believe it? Doesn't he think this sentence is a bit ridiculous?" Zhuang Mingyue smiled sadly, "I won't believe even a word you say."

"If even Jiang Ye dies in the end, I won't let you go!"

Zhuang Mingyue could no longer stay in the same space with him, so she left the room in confusion.

Walking at the door, Zhuang Mingyue stopped and said, "For everything you have, one day you will be repaid!"

After Zhuang Mingyue left the studio, there was a ring in Zhanyan's pocket, and he picked it up, "Who is it?"

The other party: "Mr. Zhan, the ring you customized in our company is ready and will be delivered to you tomorrow."

Zhan Yan: "Send it over now."

"But…"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Zhanyan had already hung up the phone.

The other party had no choice but to send additional manpower. Within two hours, the customized ring was finally delivered to Zhan Yan.

In the black velvet box lies a custom-made ring made of valuable red gemstones. The entire ring is inlaid with 520 diamonds. The fineness of the diamonds requires precise engraving at every moment. It cannot be It should not be too big or too small, otherwise it will not fit the entire ring.

This red gemstone is the only one in the world.

Worth more than 30 billion.

Zhuang Mingyue finally fell asleep in a daze, until she felt that the side of the bed she was sleeping on was sinking deeply. The next second, her hand was held by someone, and something unknown, the cold temperature passed through her ring finger.

Zhuang Mingyue opened his eyes, and Zhan Yan was sitting on his bedside at some point, with a ruby ​​and diamond ring on his ring finger.

Zhuang Mingyue woke up instantly. She struggled, withdrew her hand, and sat up, "What are you doing?"

She reached out to take off the ring on her ring finger.

Zhan Yan silently watched her struggling movements, and with a somewhat tired voice, he spoke in a low voice, "Proposal..."

Zhuang Mingyue's heart beat uncontrollably, and his hands paused.

Zhan Yan: "My marriage to Ying Yueyao has been terminated. I will let the publicist announce the news tomorrow."

Zhuang Mingyue tried several times but failed to pull off the ring.

Hearing his words, Zhuang Mingyue grabbed the pillow and threw it on his face, "Zhan Yan, you are really crazy. Do you know what to say again?"

"After you take advantage of the Ying family, Ying Yueyao will die."

"What about me? What are you going to use me for? Everything I have now belongs to you. Zhuang Hai is alive and dead, and Wei Lan is also under his control. Why...why...you still refuse to let me go?"

Zhan Yan hugged her emotionally.

Zhuang Mingyue's illness never got better.

Zhan Yan's deep voice whispered in her ears, "Zhuang Haisheng's death has nothing to do with me. I haven't touched Weilan Company. She is in your name. I just manage it for you. As long as you want it, it is still yours."

"I don't want...I don't want these, and I don't need your so-called proposal."

"Zhan Yan, you should hate me."

"Kicked me away."

"What you're doing is wrong...it's not right at all!"

Zhan Yan felt that the shirt on her shoulders was soaked with hot tears, and the generous palms of his hands caressed her back to soothe her emotions.

"There was never anything wrong."

"Moon!"

Zhanyan's proposal came out of the blue, catching her off guard.

In her previous life, Zhuang Mingyue thought about the countless scenarios in which Zhan Yan proposed to her. In her previous life...

She didn't get what she wanted, she was the one who forced Zhan Yan to marry her.

Their wedding ended in a hurry, with only a marriage certificate and no proposal...

Zhan Yan shouldn't have proposed to her.

What on earth...is wrong!

Zhuang Mingyue said with a trembling voice: "Zhan Yan, I beg you, can you go find Song Qiqi?"

"I don't want to marry you."

"You go to her, she will give birth to your child, and she will also be your right-hand man in career."

"I don't know anything, I'm just a burden and a trouble..."

"Go find her!"

Zhuang Mingyue broke away from him and pulled out the ring several times, but failed.

Zhan Yan stopped him with his already red fingers.

"Mingyue...you will never be able to take it off in your life..."