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

Beautiful body and expensive body?

Zhanyan...you never thought so in your previous life.

You will just trample me into the dust again and again.

Zhuang Mingyue hugged him and leaned against him. The reason why she accepted it was because she didn't resist.

It would be great if nothing happened in the past.

No matter how well you do this time, it's already too late!

Zhan Yan was afraid that she would be bored, so he talked to her. Maybe Xu Zekai's advice to him was useful. There might really be a gap between him and Mingyue, but he could cross it and get closer.

"...No one has ever touched that batch of wedding dresses. I designed each one myself."

He...designed it himself?

Zhuang Mingyue's heart seemed to skip a beat. Suddenly, his whole heart suddenly started beating faster. Compared with the sudden panic, the heartbeat in Zhan Yan's chest was steady and strong.

"It was three years ago, when you left..."

"If I was interested in Song Qiqi, I wouldn't go to all the trouble to divorce Ying Yueyao. If you care about the things I did to the Jiang family, I'm already making up for it. Jiang Yushu's death, whether you believe it or not, has nothing to do with me. It’s irrelevant, the Jiang family’s old home, the Jiang Group, is now in the hands of the Ying family, and she wants to revive the Jiang Group, and I have no objection.”

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and refused to listen to his defense. She was in a mess now.

When they walked to Yan Qingcheng's tombstone, there was a thick layer of snow on the top of the mountain. Many tombstones were covered with snow. Zhuang Mingyue saw that only her mother's tombstone had been cleaned.

Zhuang Mingyue's face was a little red from the cold. Zhan Yan rubbed her face and stroked her messy long hair, "Jiang Yushu is not dead yet."

Zhuang Mingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, "You...what did you say!"

Looking at him with disbelieving eyes.

Zhan Yan held her hand, "I have been searching for Jiang Yushu's remains these days, and nothing else has been found, so it is very possible that he is not dead!"

I don't know whether it was the cold wind blowing or his words that made her tremble. Zhuang Mingyue grabbed his arm, her eyes seemed to flash with crystal tears, "...He...he's really not dead? You didn't lie. I!"

Zhan Yan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Brother, when did I ever lie to you!"

"As long as you want it, my brother will do it for you!"

Zhan Yan lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead, his slender and generous figure covering her petite body, blocking the cold wind, "What happened in the past life has never been related to me. Mingyue... let everything start again, okay? Um?"

One sentence was like touching a switch somewhere, and tears suddenly fell down, "...it's all my fault, I killed him."

Zhan Yan hugged her, "It's my fault, Mingyue... It's my brother who wanted to keep you by my side too much."

"Brother, we will find him as soon as possible and bring him back."

The man spoke the gentlest words, but his eyes were colder than the wind and snow.

Hands stroking her long hair...

After Zhuang Mingyue paid homage to him, on the way back, Zhan Yan had already clearly felt that she had begun to accept him subtly, at least... without the rejection she had in the past.

Back at Nanyuan Villa, Zhan Yan took off her coat that was wet with snow, "...wash your hands first, and then eat. I'll give you time to think about the wedding. No matter what, you will always be Mrs. Zhan."

Zhuang Mingyue was obviously a little distracted, "I want to rest, I'm a little sleepy."

Zhan Yan: "Okay."

Zhuang Mingyue turned around and walked up the stairs step by step.

Jiang Yushu is really not dead!

She didn't kill him!

In addition to his own voice, there is also him...

"...No one has ever touched that batch of wedding dresses. I designed each one myself."

"It was three years ago, when you left..."

"...Mingyue...it's my brother who really wants to keep you by my side.

Yes...he is not the Zhanyan from his previous life. He is not as decisive as 'him', and he tortured her to the point where she was not human.

Zhuang Mingyue never denied any of the things he did. She had indeed been tempted, but... thinking of her child...

She warned herself: Zhuang Mingyue, all this is his trick to trick you and force you to compromise!

How come I almost forgot!

What Zhan Yan is best at is calculating people's hearts.

No matter what, Zhan Yan could not get her forgiveness.

After returning to the room, Zhuang Mingyue took out the medicine.

Zhan Yan... In this world, you are not the only one who can scheme!

This was her last chance to leave.

Zhuang Mingyue, who Zhan Yan wanted, was cooperating with her in acting.

He wanted her to be submissive, so she dressed up and showed him...

The next morning, not counting the unconventional scene, the New Year this time was still as ordinary as before at the banker.

Zhanyan combed her hair and said, "...the ladies who come to visit us for New Year greetings all have cooperative relationships with the company. If you don't like the excitement, just reject them."

Zhuang Mingyue looked at Zhan Yan in the mirror and combed her hair carefully, "They sent a lot of things. I asked the servant to put them in the warehouse without touching them. You can return them when the time comes!"

Zhan Yan: "Keep what you like, throw away what you don't like."

Zhuang Mingyue said with a headache, "Just find an excuse to let me rest for a few days. People are coming to my door one after another these days, and I can't even get some peace and quiet."

These rich ladies came to her for tea or to play cards every day. These people were trying to give him face, otherwise... when they were playing cards, they would all deliberately lose so much money to her.

All this money can be used to make a down payment in the imperial capital.

It's just that she never likes excitement. Now that they have come to visit, it is even harder for Zhuang Mingyue to refuse.

Having said that, she hadn't seen Bai Yushu since she met him. She was curious, where had she gone?

Zhuang Mingyue asked, "Sister Yu, aren't you coming back?"

"Mingyue, Yushu changed her name to your sister-in-law now." Zhanyan helped her comb her hair and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Yushu is still recovering. She should be back soon. I'll ask Qi Cheng to ask about her formation this afternoon."

Recovery period?

What happened to Bai Yushu?

"What has she been doing abroad these years?"

"Receive mental treatment. Ying Yueyao, Xiaoyu and I were extremely emotional and her illness broke out, so I sent her abroad for treatment and let her study abroad to complete her studies."

Zhuang Mingyue nodded thoughtfully, so that's it!

Bai Yushu's love for Zhan Yan is not inferior to that of Ying Yueyao. They are both paranoid people.

What would happen if... Bai Yushu came back and found out that Zhan Yan married her again in the end?

Zhan Yan picked her up, sat on his lap, and looked at her sideways, "After so many years, she won't be able to accept it. If the disease is not cured, she will be sent back for treatment at worst."

Zhan Yan lifted her chin and kissed her.

Zhuang Mingyue: "That's enough, don't mess up your clothes."

"I'm hungry. You go get some food and go to the studio."

Zhan Yan smiled fondly, "Okay, Mrs. Zhan."

After Zhanyan left, Zhuang Mingyue wiped her lips with paper and saw an extremely indifferent face reflected in the mirror.