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

Zhanyan got into the car, sat in the rear passenger seat, and asked, "What's going on at Nanyuan Villa?"

Qi Cheng: "Everything is normal. The eldest lady has never gone out and has been in the villa. As long as the eldest lady does not leave the villa, there will be no problems."

Zhan Yan closed his eyes and turned the silver ring in his hand, always feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart, "Let's go back first."

Zhan Yan was always worried about leaving her alone at home.

What's more, so far, Zhan Yan rarely lets her go out alone. Even if there are bodyguards guarding her, as long as she is not by his side, he never feels at ease.

Zhuang Mingyue was still in the studio, using her mobile phone to communicate with Xiaoxiao, discussing the appearance of the characters in Xiao Lang's book.

It was only an hour before the exhibition was due to leave.

Just when Zhuang Mingyue put down her phone, the lights in the entire villa suddenly dimmed.

Not only that, the lights in the entire Nanyuan Villa were all turned off.

The entire villa immediately fell into darkness, and the servants had not yet reacted, but the first thing they thought of was Zhuang Mingyue.

"No, go see Madam quickly."

"No, no, the flower room that the husband gave to his wife is on fire."

Then everyone went to put out the fire, and saw a dark figure walking into the villa.

The fire spread downstairs, and Zhuang Mingyue also saw it. Just as she was about to hold her hand on the wall, only through the fire could she see a ray of light. However, at this moment, Zhuang Mingyue walked outside the door and heard something in the corridor. , there was the sound of approaching footsteps.

I couldn't see her appearance clearly, I could only see her figure.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Zhuang Mingyue heard her steps become hasty, approaching her with a threatening coldness.

Realizing something was wrong, Zhuang Mingyue immediately closed the door.

She then heard a 'dong' sound, like something piercing the door, and the other party was obviously coming towards her.

A hoarse, resentful figure could be heard faintly outside the door, "I want you to die!"

Zhuang Mingyue's back shone brightly. Listening to this voice, she felt a little familiar.

At this moment, the lights overhead turned on, and the sounds in the corridor seemed to disappear.

This door was a security door that Zhanyan had specially replaced for her. The door was extremely hard and would not need to be penetrated no matter what she used.

"Ma'am, it's us!"

The door was knocked.

Zhuang Mingyue opened the door, and a group of bodyguards in black suits stood outside.

Bodyguard: "Madam, you are frightened. Are you injured?"

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head thoughtfully. She turned her head and looked at the tiny white scratch on the door, which was obviously caused by sharpness.

"I'm fine. Why did Hao Duanduan lose power?"

Bodyguard: "We saw that the fuse was blown, that's why we heard it."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Why did the flower room downstairs catch fire?"

Bodyguard: "We haven't heard about this yet. We just came to check on Madam's safety. Just hope you're fine."

"Emma, ​​what a ghost, what a ghost! Miss! I saw a ghost!" Wang Mei came over holding the crying little Xingxing.

Zhuang Mingyue: "It's okay to call now. You can go down first."

"Yes, ma'am."

In the master bedroom.

Zhuang Mingyue sat holding the child, while Wang Mei walked back and forth, turning hurriedly, "Emma, ​​Emma, ​​I'm really scared to death."

"Aunt Wang, what's wrong with you? Who did you see? You're so scared!"

"Miss, you don't know! I listened to you and went to the old gentleman's study to hide if there was a problem. Just now I heard footsteps coming downstairs, so I walked out of the old gentleman's room. I I guess the person who came downstairs might be you, who knows... As soon as I stepped forward and patted that person on the shoulder, she turned her head. Oh, dear mother, it’s impossible to see that face, it’s all covered in It’s burned, and his facial features are distorted, and he looks like a monster, not a human being!”

"There was a knife in his hand. If the call hadn't been made earlier, someone might have attacked us."

It turned out that someone really wanted to kill her. During this period, she felt that someone was watching her closely from behind. It was not an illusion at all.

Who is that person!

In the dark, a person held an invisible camera that could be used for remote monitoring. In a six-star hotel, Song Qiqi held a glass of red wine in her hand, crossed her legs, and sat on the sofa wearing only a bathrobe, watching the TV in front of her. Camera video transmitted.

"Ying Yueyao is a loser. With such a good opportunity, he still failed to get rid of Zhuang Mingyue!"

At the same time, a man's voice came from the TV, "Boss, she has already got in the car and left, do we want to follow her?"

Song Qiqi took an elegant sip of red wine and said, "Okay, it's time for you to leave. If you don't leave... he will come back, and you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

"Yes, boss."

The TV in front of her went dark, and Song Qiqi was in a pretty good mood.

Song Qiqi had already mastered killing people with a borrowed knife. The former Zhuang Mingyue was no match for her, and the current Ying Yueyao was just a toy in her hands.

Controlling her is easy.

Song Qiqi looked at the mobile phone placed on the tea table. It lit up and she clicked on the message. There were four words sent: Transaction failed.

"It's okay, Zhanyan! We have a long way to go. I believe you will join us soon. Only in this way will you be able to use my mobile phone."

Even though Song Qiqi knew Zhan Yan well, she still knew for a long time how many subordinates Zhan Yan still had in his hands.

There was no evidence of his past activities, and Song Qiqi couldn't find any clues.

Only when he takes that road again will he have the handle.

Only the exhibition banquet can be taken care of by her.

Zhanyan came back quickly. Looking at the smoking flower room, he frowned and got out of the car and strode into the villa.

He went upstairs to see that she was fine, and Zhan Yan held her and the child tightly in his arms.

Zhuang Mingyue raised her neck in discomfort, "Zhan Yan, I can't breathe."

After Zhuang Mingyue told him about it, Zhan Yan still refused to tell her who it was.

Zhuang Mingyue angrily took his needle and threw it at the door, "You sleep in the guest room tonight. I don't want to see you at all."

Zhanyan walked out of the door, bent down to pick up the pillow on the ground and patted it, "Mingyue... there won't be a second time."

Zhuang Mingyue slammed the door shut, "Get out!"

Zhan Yan could only take the pillow and go to the study next door. His gentle eyes suddenly turned cold. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stared into the dark night. He dialed a phone number in his hand and said, "...Find Ying Yueyao and call her." Bring her to see me."

"It's the president."

Zhanyan puts his phone back in his pocket. Is this your purpose?

I want to see how many tricks you have left.