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

The servants all held their breath and did not dare to speak out loudly. They seemed to know something terrible.

No wonder, the husband dotes on the wife in every possible way, but the wife never looks at the husband.

Wang Mei walked into the door with her child in her arms. Before she stepped in, she heard the sound of bowls being thrown and felt the child in her arms shaking. She was afraid that the child would start crying at this juncture, so she showed the young master's attitude. With his temper, who knew what he would do to this child, so he quickly took the child away.

The atmosphere became tense and the servant silently stepped away.

Until only the two people were left in the living room, in a stalemate.

Zhan Yan grabbed her wrist and looked at the sadness in her eyes, which made him feel upset.

There were not many quarrels between them. Zhan Yan was a person with a strong personality, but for her, he put down his body again and again to make up for the wrong he had done to her.

Or perhaps, because Zhuang Mingyue's tears were the biggest weapon to restrain Zhan Yan, the moment she cried, all Zhan Yan's emotions disappeared at this moment.

Zhan Yan held Zhuang Mingyue's back and hugged her to his chest. The resistance and disgust in Zhuang Mingyue's heart struggled against him, "Let go! Zhan Yan... let me go..."

He didn't bother to explain anything to Zhan Yan, but now the fuse between them started because of him.

"I have nothing to do with Jiang Yushu's death in the plane crash. His accident was really just an accident. I have sent people to find the black box on the day of the accident. I will give you the truth when the time comes."

"The truth? You can fabricate the so-called truth. Now that you have everything, what else can't you do?" Zhuang Mingyue shed tears with a cold expression on her face. She let him hold her tightly and spoke word by word.

"Zhan Yan...what you are best at is killing people with a borrowed knife!"

"Which scapegoat did you find for this excuse?"

"You said you love me and want to marry me? It has only been half a year since Ying Yueyao married you. She has been in love with you for so many years and has sacrificed so much for you, but you are still unmoved. You said you Love me, what do you love me for?”

"One thing, you are indeed right. I do care about everything about Jiang Yushu. He ended up being killed by you because of me. I feel guilty, so I live quietly. I want to see Jiang Ye live well with my own eyes, and The last child Yuuki left behind.”

"Zhanyan, sooner or later, you will atone for... everything you have done!"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know where Jiang Yushu and Mu Nanzhu's child was, or whether the child had grown up safely.

Zhuang Mingyue has been secretly searching for the whereabouts of this child. If possible, she is willing to raise this child with her own hands, because... this is Jiang Yushu's only child.

Even so, the wedding date decided by Zhan Yan remains unchanged.

It's on the day of the Chinese New Year.

There is still more than a month left, which may be long or short.

Zhuang Mingyue had no idea when the wedding and banquet were planned. She only knew that when the wedding started, she would be sent to the wedding venue regardless of whether she agreed or not.

Zhan Yan took Zhuang Mingyue back to her room and asked the servant to prepare another Chinese medicine for her.

Zhanyan put her on the bed. Zhuang Mingyue, who seemed quite calm, could not see any abnormality in her emotions. "In a week, France will send a wedding dress. I will try it on at that time. I am not satisfied with the style. It is okay." Choose again.”

Zhuang Mingyue's scarlet eyes revealed hatred: "Get out!"

Zhan Yan covered her with a quilt, and after leaving, the door closed with a loud bang. On the floor of the room, an ornament hit the door, fell to the ground, and broke into two pieces.

When everything fell silent and the sky darkened, the sound of running water from the faucet came from the bathroom in the bedroom, and a large amount of blood stained the pool. Zhuang Mingyue tried countless times but failed to take off the ring on her ring finger. With the sharp scissors in her hands, Zhuang Mingyue endured the severe pain again and again, trying to take off the disgusting ring. The cut part of her finger was already bloody and bloody, and the white bones could be seen on the slender fingers.

The pain seemed to have been numbed by the biting cold water, and the blood that continued to flow out made her face pale and her lips white.

Until... when she finally took off the ring with scissors, she wanted to throw her into the sewer. However, at this moment, Zhuang Mingyue was so weak that she could no longer hold on. She suddenly fainted and fell to the ground...

Wang Mei walked in from the outside holding the crying little Xingxing, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, "...Emma, ​​Miss, this child is really noisy, I am such an old bone... "

She walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door. When there was no response, she felt something was wrong. When she opened the door, Wang Mei was shocked by the scene in front of her. There was blood all over the floor.

Wang Mei didn't think much about it and quickly dialed 120.

It just so happened that the banquet was held at the company.

When she received the call from Wang Mei, in the room where the meeting was taking place, the voice of the senior executive who was giving the speech suddenly stopped. Seeing the sudden change of gloomy mood on the CEO's face, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to take another look.

Zhanyan stood up, grabbed the black suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and ordered in unison to those on the side: "After the rest of the meeting, sort out the materials and send them to my email."

Qi Cheng nodded, "Yes, President."

Seeing the CEO leaving in a hurry, could there be another accident at Nanyuan Villa?

When Zhanyan drove to the hospital, Zhuang Mingyue was lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip on the back of her hand.

Xu Zekai was sitting aside and treating the wound on Zhuang Mingyue's hand. When he saw the unconscious woman on the bed, Zhan Yan immediately pointed all his fingers at Wang Mei, "...I asked you to look at her, and you looked at her like this. of?"

Wang Mei looked at the terrifying look in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat someone, and she stuttered when she spoke, "...I saw that the lights in the room were turned off. I thought the eldest lady had fallen asleep. The young master was crying so much that I I just went to see the eldest lady, who knew...the eldest lady...she...she would become like this."

After Xu Zekai used alcohol cotton to disinfect and bandage the wound, he said: "...Well, things are already like this, can you blame others? I told you not to irritate her anymore. Fortunately, she didn't commit suicide this time. To take off the ring on your ring finger. This time... you were really too hasty."

Xu Zekai took out the exquisite and valuable diamond ring from the pocket of his white coat, "This is what she tried so hard to take off..."

...

The deserted Northern Prison on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Heavy snow was falling, and in another ancient European-style castle surrounded by black iron fences, Su Nuannuan ate the fragrant hot pot...