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

Zhuang Mingyue sat at the desk without opening the gift from Bai Yushu.

Even without taking it apart, she had seen the contents inside. It was a crystal hairpin or Swarovski.

In 2000, when the average salary was only a few hundred yuan, it was a very rare thing.

She doesn't like to wear jewelry. When she wears jewelry, she always feels like she is tied up by an iron chain.

Maybe it was a psychological effect that made her very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Mingyue put the gift under the cabinet on the desk.

Pulling out the professional book at the bottom, these questions were not difficult for her. The pages were very new, and she didn't look at them often.

In the past, Zhuang Mingyue's grades were at the bottom of her class. Later, in order to be admitted to graduate school, she asked Zhan Yan to be her tutor. In addition to going to work, she also asked him to tutor her in her studies.

Although Zhan Yan only has a junior high school diploma, he is proficient in five foreign languages. All the knowledge he has learned is based on his own self-study accumulated over time.

If his learning ability were placed in her academy, Zhan Yan would be unparalleled, even if he was the top scorer in the imperial city's postgraduate entrance examination, he would be no problem.

Smart and hard-working people like Zhan Yan can always create miracles!

It’s not surprising that Zhuang Haisheng likes Zhan Yan!

However, Zhuang Haisheng never cared about her academic performance. Compared with her studies, Zhuang Haisheng paid more attention to her performance in interest classes.

Zhuang Haisheng trained her as a daughter of a famous lady and sent her to a special aristocratic academy to let her take various dance lessons, piano lessons, golf, cooking, and embroidery. She knew a lot. These were the courses that Zhuang Haisheng took her most seriously.

After all, he had already planned to marry her to a well-matched and most valuable business partner after she graduated, thus establishing a business marriage between the two families.

In his eyes, a woman's lack of talent is a virtue, and she must always marry as a wife. After marrying as a wife, she should stay at home to support her husband and raise her children, and there is no need to show up in public.

All you need to do is serve and win over a good husband.

Zhuang Mingyue looked out the window and saw a black car driving out of the gate.

It looks like they left.

Zhuang Haisheng will not come back for three days. The next few days will be her rare time to be free.

Throw away the book in her hand and do what she wants to do. She doesn't want to be bound by the dealer's rules and regulations.

I hurried to the garden in the backyard. There was a jujube tree planted here. I heard from Wu’s mother that it was planted alive when her mother was pregnant with her. Now it has grown taller than the wall, and one branch is thicker than an arm. It stretched out to the villa next door.

The villa areas here are all connected, with a few trees planted along the wall to barely separate the view.

Now that the dates on the tree are growing just right, Zhuang Mingyue can't wait to climb up the tree and eat dates while looking at the scenery.

Zhuang Mingyue still overestimated herself. She couldn't climb up with bare hands, so she had to bring a ladder.

Sitting at the top of the wall, the jujube branches were covered with lush leaves, covering her figure.

She picked off jujubes that were redder than the last, rubbed them a few times, threw them into her mouth, and swayed her feet, feeling very comfortable. She felt that she had never felt as free as she did today. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the breeze. The breeze…

I clearly feel that I am still alive.

At this time, there was the sound of breaking porcelain and the angry voice of a young man from the villa next door: "Get out, get out of here..."

The sound came from the second floor. Zhuang Mingyue looked up and saw a crutch thrown out from inside.

"Ashu, mom is doing it for your own good. Can we go for a walk? You have been staying at home and mom is really worried about you."

"What's good for me? It's just that you dislike me as a burden. Wouldn't it be better if I died... You don't have to worry so much and waste your time on me, a loser. Get out... get out of here all of you!"

"Ashu..."

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?" the young man roared angrily.

The woman compromised and said, "Okay...Mom, go out and don't hurt yourself."

Who lives here? What a big temper.

She recalled it, and Zhuang Mingyue remembered that half a month after she cut her wrists, Zhan Yan sent her to the hospital for a review. When she came back, Zhuang Mingyue happened to see an ambulance parked next door.

The medical staff brought out a body covered with white cloth. The man was already dead. He had committed suicide by cutting his wrists just like her.

He was quite miserable. He died in the bathroom for two days and two nights before he was found.

I heard from Wu Ma that the young man who committed suicide was the future heir of the Jiang family, a wealthy family in the imperial capital. Jiang Yushu had a car accident when he was a child and his legs were disabled. As a result, he later fell into depression and could not go out. of mental illness.

Jiang Yushu had a tendency to commit suicide, but he was lucky enough to be rescued in the past few times.

It's such a pity that he died at the young age of 24!

Zhuang Mingyue picked a date from the tree and threw it in through the broken window...