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

At night, the moonlight flickered under the cover of overcast clouds.

The thick clouds were just like Zhuang Mingyue's emotions, oppressive, suffocating, and breathless.

She was like a cat that had just been bullied and abandoned, living on the street without knowing where to go.

In such a big place, Zhuang Mingyue never knew where she belonged.

He came from the darkness. Zhuang Mingyue didn't wait for his answer. She only heard the sound of wind on the phone.

Hearing the steady and powerful footsteps, Zhuang Mingyue looked in the direction of the sound, with tears in her eyes, pear blossoms with rain, and looking at his black figure through the tears seemed a bit unreal.

The phone was pressed against his ear until he came closer, Zhuang Mingyue slipped down weakly, and the blood in his arm seemed to be almost drained.

Zhuang Mingyue's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and now her whole body was filled with despair.

Zhuang Mingyue grabbed his suit pants and breathed a little quickly, "Why? Zhan Yan, what did I do wrong that you want to do this to me?"

I love you so much, why do you want to make me sad again and again?

"Mingyue, sometimes you can't be too smart!" Zhan Yan leaned down and pinched her face with one hand, "You want to use the Jiang family to get rid of the dealer? Why are you always so naive?"

"Zhan Yan, I know you don't like me. I've already let go. What else do you want from me? If you wanted me to die from the beginning, why did you save me that time? I was really in pain. …Please, stop torturing me, okay?”

Zhan Yan narrowed his sharp eyes and said in a cold tone, "What did you call me?"

"You are not my brother! The kindness you treated me before was all fake! You are not worthy of being my brother at all!" Zhuang Mingyue screamed hysterically. The fear has passed. Now there is only grief and anger in her heart, and the helplessness of being unable to resist fate.

"You are not allowed to approach anyone from the Jiang family again. If you don't listen... you know the consequences..."

On her long eyelashes like crow feathers, there were twinkling little pearls. Looking at her current appearance, she looked very pitiful.

Zhuang Mingyue covered her arms, held on to the railing next to her, and stood up shakily.

She didn't dare to look into his eyes and looked down at the ground. She wiped the tears on both sides with her uninjured left hand and said, "I understand. What happened today is that Yushu just accompanied me to the art exhibition. There is nothing between me and him." Relationship. I won’t tell Dad what happened tonight. After today, I will pretend that nothing happened.”

"Zhan Yan, are you satisfied now?"

"Call me brother!" His tone was stern and his eyes were cold, "Mingyue, don't let me repeat it a second time."

Zhuang Mingyue sneered: "Brother? Do you think everything you do to me is like what every brother does? I call you brother, but you want my life again and again!"

"I said that I don't like you, and I really wasn't kidding."

"And the Jiang family you mentioned, I never thought about it that way. From the very beginning when I decided to go to Luo City, I had no intention of coming back."

"Zhan Yan... I have no longer wanted you, my father, or that family since a long time ago..."

"Stop bullying me."

Zhuang Mingyue's tone was like the angry words of a child.

The voice is soft and has no intimidation.

She only wants others to bully and ravage her.

Zhan Yan watched quietly as she turned around alone and left in the opposite direction of Nanyuan Villa, walking with a limp and not knowing where she was going.

There was no one else but her on this dark road.

Zhuang Mingyue was only wearing a thin black sweater. Her other hand was covered in blood, and her cell phone and battery were dropped to the floor.

Zhan Yan stood there, staring at her back as the darkness was as deep as the night...

Within half a minute, he watched the figure in front of him fall.

As if he was expecting it, he didn't rush to pick her up.

He was like a beast walking in the dark, heading towards his prey.

idiot!

So what if Zhuang Haisheng knew? It's too late now!

Zhan Yan picked up Zhuang Mingyue who had lost a lot of blood. He was almost weightless and very light.

The moment I picked her up.

Suddenly, a piece of white fell on the tip of Zhan Yan's nose. It was cold and melted under the temperature of his body.

He looked up and didn't know when...

It snowed heavily.

It fell to the ground and stayed for a while, then melted.

Eight-year-old Zhuang Mingyue entered the banker's house in the first year of the banquet: "Brother, look, it's snowing!"

11-year-old Zhuang Mingyue: "Brother, can we go outside and build a snowman? Mingyue likes my brother best!"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Brother, if it still snows in the Imperial City this year, I will confess to you, can you stay with me?"

Mingyue, you are not wrong!

What's wrong... is that you were born in a banker's house.

And what you are suffering now is just the beginning...

...

Zhuang Mingyue walked aimlessly in the darkness for who knows how long.

She felt like a soulless puppet, without her own thoughts, and her body was being controlled, until a bright light appeared in front of her, and she walked toward the light.

Consciousness slowly came back to me.

"Hiss~" The person lying on the bed took a cold breath.

Looking at the gray ceiling in front of me, the strange yet familiar smell is the faint fragrance of camellia.

Zhuang Mingyue saw Zhan Yan wearing a black sweater next to the bed on the left. He had a calm temperament, handsome features and soft lines. He had a sinister aura about him. Seeing him had an unreal illusion. Is this an illusion?

Why is she here?

"Master Zhan, what's wrong with Mingyue? She's fine, why is she injured again? She was fine yesterday."

It was Mama Wu's voice.

"woke up…"

Wu's mother walked over with a bowl of sugar water in her hand and looked at her with concern, "My child, are you okay?"

"Don't move, Master Zhan is cleaning your wounds."

Zhan Yan is suturing her wound without anesthetic.

The other hand was held down by Bai Yushu, for fear that she would move randomly, "Brother Zhan, otherwise we should send Mingyue to the hospital."

Zhuang Mingyue clenched her hands tightly into fists. The pain was so severe that it felt like the flesh on her arms had been torn off.

Zhan Yan: "It will be ready soon."

Zhuang Mingyue said nothing, waiting for him to finish.

We could obviously take her to the hospital, but we have to bring her here...

What do you want to do at the exhibition?

Bai Yushu held Mingyue's cold hand and said with concern: "Brother Zhan, Mingyue's hands are so cold. Give her the quilt in my room."

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes, feeling dizzy and nauseous, perhaps due to excessive blood loss.

A little nauseous.

Wu's mother felt extremely distressed, "Is the child still feeling uncomfortable? Drink some sugar water, it will make you feel better."

The spoon was handed to Zhuang Mingyue's lips. She opened her mouth and swallowed, looking at Wu's mother: "I'm sorry, Wu, for making you worry. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll be fine after I rest for a while."

"Tell me, you kid, how did you end up like this?"