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

Otherwise, what else could she do?

Haven't they already decided her future?

There was a feeling of anger that was suppressed in her chest. Zhuang Mingyue didn't know how to vent it, so she pinched her fingers hard into the palm of her hand and closed her eyes without saying anything.

Bai Yushu felt that the oppressive atmosphere in the ward was emanating from Zhan Yan. He quickly relieved and smiled and said, "Brother Zhan, didn't we buy movie tickets? It's almost time, right? If we don't leave, we will have to leave." late."

She shook her head at Zhan Yan and told him to stop talking.

Bai Yushu didn't know what happened between them. Mingyue, who had always loved Brother Zhan, suddenly became indifferent to Brother Zhan, and sometimes even said nasty things to him.

An angry Zhanyan sometimes even scares her.

Zhan Yan tore up her drawings, his eyes were cold, "If you don't want to make progress, you haven't suffered enough after three months of lessons?"

Bai Yushu quickly pulled Zhan Yan away.

The two walked to the door, Zhuang Mingyue picked up the torn painting on the ground, "Zhanyan..."

They stopped at the door.

"I just want to do what I like, and you...don't worry about me anymore, okay? I've really compromised on whatever you want me to do. Whether I go to Imperial University or get married after graduating from university..."

"For the remaining three years, can you please stop interfering in my affairs?"

He hates her, why would he tear up her paintings without permission?

During the banquet, except for the insignificant family ties, nothing was left between us.

After they left, only the last silence remained in the room.

Does this count as a complete break with Zhan Yan?

Why should she still be afraid of someone like her who has already died once?

Zhuang Mingyue ate all the food in the thermos box.

But unexpectedly.

Half an hour later, someone else brought food.

He was afraid that she would be hungry, so he ordered food from another restaurant.

Zhuang Mingyue was already very full.

The hand holding the spoon mechanically brings it to the mouth.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Not knowing how to vent, Zhuang Mingyue began to overeat, as if this was the only way to stop her from thinking too much.

She didn't eat much to begin with, but now she ate six times her usual amount.

When the nurse came in to change Zhuang Mingyue's dressing, she heard sounds in the bathroom.

"Miss, are you okay?" The nurse stood at the door, looking at the person slumped on the ground inside.

He looked at the messy packing boxes on the table again.

The nurse seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes were a little worried.

"go out."

"It's time to change your dressing!"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I'll let you out!"

The nurse was startled, "Then I'll leave the medicine and don't forget to take it."

The nurse hurriedly walked out in fear, fearing that she would offend this lunatic.

A colleague who heard the commotion happened to pass by and peeked inside secretly, "She... isn't she really crazy?"

The nurse who came out of Zhuang Mingyue's ward took her to a place out of earshot and said quietly: "It looks a bit similar to me, otherwise I'll talk to Dr. Xu! I guess [-]% of the time, this person is suffering from depression. , if I can’t think of committing suicide, I’m afraid that my family will make trouble.”

"I think it's better to say, don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens."

The bodyguard who monitored Zhuang Mingyue quickly reported Zhuang Mingyue's matter to Jiang Yushu, who lived in the VIP ward upstairs.

The entire fifteenth floor has been booked by the Jiang family.

Jiang Yushu gradually took over the Jiang Group and gradually appeared in front of the news media.

The heir to the Jiang Group has disappeared for so many years, and now he has reappeared in the public eye, causing quite a stir on the Internet.

After Jiang Yushu cooked for the first time, he suddenly became interested in cooking.

On the left are the snacks made by Zhuang Mingyue, and on the right are the recipes that Wang Fu asked people to buy.

Jiang Yushu was looking at it seriously and reached out to get some snacks.

Wang Fu was beside him and reminded: "Master, you have finished eating everything."

Jiang Yushu took a look, and sure enough... all he ate was the crumbs.

"Master, you see these are intended to learn cooking skills."

"Then what do you think I did?"

Wang Fu was really surprised.

"Is it for Miss Mingyue?"

seems like it.

He thought about his appearance. No one would like a man with lame legs. He thought that if Mingyue would like the food he cooked, he could cook for her in the future.

Jiang Yushu didn't know why, but the corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Look what he's doing now?

He looked so much like a criminal who tried every possible means to seduce her.

She is still young, is it a little too hasty to do this?

"Master." The bodyguard walked in from outside.

Jiang Yushu: "Say."

The bodyguard quickly told him exactly what he heard.

Jiang Yushu narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint anger in his brows, "Is this the kind of life she lives in the banker?"

"Master, why don't we let Miss Mingyue stay in the ward next door to avoid being disturbed by other people?"

Jiang Yushu: "Is it too deliberate?"

Bodyguard: "Ms. Zhuang will be discharged from the hospital in two days."

Wang Fu thought for a moment and said, "Miss Mingyue is emotionally unstable right now. It's better to think about what to do to make Miss Mingyue feel better."

"Do you have a good idea?"

"Miss Mingyue likes painting, and she must also like to go to art exhibitions. I remember that Mr. Edward will come to the imperial capital soon to hold an art exhibition."

Edward is the most influential painter in the world. His painting "Ashes" once sold for more than 5000 million US dollars.

The art exhibition is held once a year and will be held in different regions.

Tickets for the exhibition are even harder to come by.

Jiang Yushu's fingers on the wheelchair tapped the armrest rhythmically, "Shen Feng, contact Edward...it's best to have the tickets delivered before tonight."

"Yes, I'll do it right now."

The partner for this exhibition is the Jiang Group.

It’s not hard to get a few tickets.

Jiang Yushu always pays attention to efficiency in his work. In less than three hours, the domestic studio had already sent someone to deliver the tickets to Jing'an Private Hospital.

Zhuang Mingyue got two tickets and couldn't believe it, "You said these tickets are for me?"

The staff member on the other side was a woman in professional attire, with a professional smile on her face and said: "Yes, Miss Zhuang. We selected five fans of Mr. Edward on IS. You are very lucky to be selected by our studio. , and there is also an album of Mr. Edward's autographed photos. From 84 to [-], all his own paintings have been compiled into an album, which is also the prize this time."

Zhuang Mingyue really couldn't believe it, it was like a dream.

Edward Watts was once my mother's favorite painter, and even my mother had never been to his art exhibitions.

A rare smile appeared on Zhuang Mingyue's face. The surprise was indescribable.

"Miss Mingyue, you must be there when the time comes. Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise."