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

"No one who falls into his hands can come out of the Northern Prison alive. You'd better think carefully before deciding what to do. No one except me can bring people back from his hands."

Zhuang Mingyue knew the horror of the Northern Prison. It was a prison where death row inmates were held, and the people who were taken away and locked inside were either dead or disabled in the end.

Even if an innocent person breaks in by mistake, he will be brought out as an incomplete corpse in the end.

Zhan Yan is already seated, and the servant has prepared two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Zhuang Mingyue took a deep breath, suppressed her inner emotions, and pinched her palms with her fingernails.

In the end she gave in.

Zhuang Mingyue only took a few bites of this meal, but she didn't touch a single bite of the dishes given to her by the banquet.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the morning.

By the time the banquet was over, the food on the table was almost cold.

The moment Zhan Yan put down his chopsticks, Zhuang Mingyue said expressionlessly: "I hope you will do what you say and let Nuannuan go home safely. From now on... I will stay in Nanyuan Villa and not go anywhere. But I also ask you not to force me to do anything I don’t want to do again.”

"I don't want to be Mrs. Zhan, let alone marry you."

"In the end...whoever you want to marry has nothing to do with me."

After a short period of freedom, when she was brought back, her whole body seemed to have turned into a soulless body again.

In the corridor on the third floor, Little Xingxing was still crying. Zhuang Mingyue walked by like a zombie, and there was no sound in her ears.

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the master bedroom and found that the ring was placed next to the bedside table again. After washing...she suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed.

In the quiet study room at night, Zhan Yan took out a stack of money from the drawer and put it on the table with a cigarette in his hand, "You deserve this."

Wang Mei looked at the money. She did not go forward to get it, but said with some melancholy, "Master Zhan, what the eldest lady just said doesn't sound false, and you did do it wrong. No matter what you say, , you shouldn’t bring another woman back and let her stay at home overnight. Even if outsiders believe that nothing happened to you, the eldest lady doesn’t have a good impression of you. You still act recklessly regardless of the eldest lady’s thoughts. Isn’t that what you are doing? It hurts the young lady’s heart!”

"Actually, I think the eldest lady has accepted you subtly in her heart, but you said such things to her! Alas... I have no choice. I still don't want the money..."

Zhan Yan: "Then what do you think I should do?"

Wang Mei shook her head, "I really don't know."

Zhuang Mingyue left because Zhan Yan asked Wang Mei to come back.

"The eldest lady is still angry with her grievances. Let her vent her anger by scolding her. If she attacks Young Master Zhan, you must not fight back..."

Zhanyan really didn’t fight back!

He also had injuries on his neck.

The blood-stained black shirt didn't tell much.

It's just that the smell of blood on him is very strong.

Wang Mei's previous agreement was indeed for the sake of money, but when she thought about being a facilitator for money, she always felt unkind, and... the eldest lady was already suffering enough, and there was no one around her to talk to.

If she rebels and dies in the future, it will be difficult to explain to the eldest lady.

When Guihua was hospitalized, she told her to take good care of the eldest lady, and she agreed and couldn't break her promise.

Zhanyan still gave her the money unconditionally, and it was 1 yuan.

In terms of money, Zhanyan has always been generous.

That night Zhan Yan spent the whole night smoking in the study.

The entire study was filled with smoke, and the wound on his neck was not treated. The blood had coagulated. After smoking the last cigarette,

In the master bedroom, Zhuang Mingyue turned on a bedside lamp. There was a slight movement outside the door, and the door was opened. Zhuang Mingyue lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep. Half asleep and half awake, she felt itching on her face. Wujian smelled an unpleasant smell of smoke again. She looked at the side of her face and woke up. Looking at the figure beside the bed, Zhuang Mingyue's blurred eyes suddenly became clear. She sat up with her hands on the bed to avoid his contact, " Don't touch me!" His eyes were full of undisguised disgust.

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Seeing him felt like meeting the God of Plague, and Zhuang Mingyue avoided him.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Back in the room, Zhuang Mingyue deliberately changed all the sheets and quilt covers.

Thinking of him and Zhan Yan rolling around here, I felt sick in my chest.

Zhan Yan: "Ming Yue... Song Qiqi and I have never had any issues!"

Now that he opened his mouth to explain, she didn't stop at all, or even glance at the injuries on his body.

Zhuang Mingyue avoided him and went directly to Xiaoxing's room next door to sleep for the night.

The banquet did not stop it.

Zhuang Mingyue locked the baby's room and placed some furniture against the door.

To believe him, she would rather believe a dog.

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhuang Mingyue went downstairs as soon as she woke up. She asked Wang Mei, "Where is the banquet?"

Wang Mei: "Master Zhan, hasn't he been upstairs and hasn't come down yet?"

Zhuang Mingyue returned upstairs. She knocked on the door and heard no response, so she opened the door and walked directly in. She glanced at the master bedroom. The man was wearing yesterday's clothes and sleeping on the bed.

Zhuang Mingyue: "You said yesterday that you would let Nuannuan go home. Is it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

After saying that, Zhan Yan showed no reaction at all.

Zhuang Mingyue felt a little strange and walked over, "Zhanyan? I'm talking to you!"