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

Zhuang Mingyue was still in shock after what happened in H City. When she returned to her Nanyuan villa, she felt like she had just had a dream.

I didn't go out for three consecutive days until I received a call from Jan.

"Mrs. Zhan, a friend of mine gave me some tickets to an art exhibition. Do you think you're interested?"

In fact, this was not Jan's original intention, but an instruction from Zhan Yan.

Zhuang Mingyue was a little hesitant. Recently, Zhan Yan had suggested her to go out for a walk many times, but she always felt like there was a heavy stone pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe. How could she have the heart to go out?

Zhan Yan held a glass of warm water, his eyes full of concern.

Zhuang Mingyue took the water and met the man's warm gaze. She decided to think about it. Just as she was about to say "consider it", Jan's voice rang out.

"I actually want to go to this art exhibition, but I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. Mrs. Zhan, why don't you accept it and do me a favor?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't want to go after hearing this, so she could only smile helplessly and said, "Okay then, thank you."

The two of them were not very close friends, but they had a friendship built up during their previous design work, and Jan was introduced by Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan saw Zhuang Mingyue sitting down next to her after she finished her phone call, and asked calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhuang Mingyue's mouth showed a trace of helplessness, "It was Jan, who said he would give me a ticket to see the art exhibition."

Her eyes suddenly lit up. "It's strange. I'm interested in this, but..."

Zhan Yan knew that after what happened last time, Zhuang Mingyue had no desire to go out for the time being.

Little Xingxing came over skipping and jumping with a folding fan in his hand. These days, this little guy has been trying hard to make Zhuang Mingyue happy.

Zhuang Mingyue was filled with joy when she saw Xiao Xingxing, but perhaps because she had stayed at home for too long or because her body had become weak again, a hint of fatigue appeared in her eyes.

Xiao Xingxing handed the folding fan to Zhan Yan, and her eyes showed that she wanted him to give it to Zhuang Mingyue.

Xiao Xingxing went upstairs again quickly, leaving only Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the folding fan in Zhan Yan's hand with a scrutinizing gaze. One side was printed with the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival, while the other side had no content visible yet, which aroused her curiosity.

Yesterday at the exhibition, we saw little stars drawing on this folding fan, and today it seems to be completed.

Zhan Yan slowly opened the folding fan, but before he completely opened it, he saw Zhuang Mingyue's head leaning over with curiosity in her eyes. He immediately closed the fan.

Zhuang Mingyue felt bored, and snorted coldly, pretending to be angry and turning her head away from the folding fan. She was quite brave in her heart, but when she sensed that Zhan Yan was about to look at the fan again, she kept casting a glance at him.

Zhan Yan simply distanced himself from Zhuang Mingyue, quickly opened the folding fan and admired it. The admiration in his eyes made Zhuang Mingyue, who was standing beside him, feel itchy, so she pretended to be angry and moved a little to the side.

Just now, Little Star was clearly walking towards me with a smile, so why did she give the folding fan to Zhan Yan?

The more Zhuang Mingyue thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Seeing that the man still didn't move, she simply stood up, put her hands on her hips, and glared at him.

Zhan Yan put the folding fan aside, stood up, held Zhuang Mingyue's shoulders and sat down, "Guess what's in Xiao Xingxing's folding fan?"

"Maybe he drew something?" Zhuang Mingyue knew that Xiao Xingxing liked to draw and had a solid foundation in drawing, even though he had never learned to draw systematically!

Zhan Yan hummed, "Want to see it?"

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head. "It's not for me, I won't read it!"

Zhan Yan saw her angry look and felt a warm feeling in his heart. This woman was actually jealous of him about Xiao Xingxing?

Zhuang Mingyue tilted her head back and didn't look at Zhan Yan, but in her heart she hoped that he would quickly hand her the folding fan.

Zhan Yan decided not to tease Zhuang Mingyue anymore. He picked up the folding fan beside him and prepared to hand it to her. When he saw her reaching out to take it, she suddenly retracted her hand and asked, "You still say you don't want to see it?"

This made Zhuang Mingyue even more dissatisfied. It was true that she wanted to watch, but Zhan Yan was really addicted to teasing her!

Zhan Yan knew that Zhuang Mingyue would be really angry, so he quickly explained, "This is not for me, it's given to you by Xiao Xingxing."

Zhuang Mingyue was both surprised and delighted. She knew that Xiao Xingxing was a good baby, and a good baby must love his mother the most!

This time when she actually got the folding fan, Zhuang Mingyue hesitated. It can be seen that Xiao Xingxing was very thoughtful in choosing such an ancient folding fan.

When she spread out the folding fan, she saw a picture of herself wearing a butterfly-patterned cotton silk cheongsam standing on an arch bridge. Although the painting was not as good as that of a master, the composition was unique, which showed that she had put a lot of thought into it.

After staying at home for the past few days, Zhuang Mingyue was depressed although she didn't say it. Now her worries finally eased up and Zhan Yan saw the relaxed look on her face and he finally felt relieved.

The next day, Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan went to the art exhibition together.

Along the way, Zhan Yan could see that Zhuang Mingyue was in a good mood and kept talking to him about the painting of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in the car.

This art exhibition is located in a deep alley of Dongsi Street. When Zhuang Mingyue first walked in, she thought the exhibition was small. But when she followed Zhan Yan inside, she found that the place was very spacious and the view was not too bad.

Zhan Yan took Zhuang Mingyue to check the tickets and walked into the main hall of the exhibition. Zhuang Mingyue was surprised as if she had opened a new map. This exhibition looked so familiar...

Please ask Jan to give the ticket of the exhibition to Zhuang Mingyue. This is the effect that the exhibition banquet wants to achieve.

Zhuang Mingyue walked slowly to each painting and stopped to appreciate it carefully, and from time to time she told Zhan Yan what she was thinking and feeling.

"Look at the girl in this painting. She has a melancholy look in her eyes. The smile on her lips is real, but her eyes are full of tears, which shows that she is extremely entangled and conflicted inside."

Seeing this, Zhuang Mingyue's emotions became complicated.

Zhan Yan held her arm, his eyes falling on the painting in front of him, "Human nature is full of contradictions and complexities."

He usually didn't comment much on art exhibitions, and today he only said a few words while accompanying Zhuang Mingyue, as he didn't want to affect her mood negatively.

"I think what the author wants to express may be..." Zhuang Mingyue expressed her thoughts one by one. She felt a sense of sympathy for the girl in the painting.

Ever since Shen Jing couldn't make it in the entertainment industry, she had to curry favor with a middle-aged wealthy businessman whom she never even looked at before. He also came to see the exhibition because he was bored staying in the villa every day.

I was thinking of cultivating some elegance, but I didn't expect to run into Zhuang Mingyue! This jinx who harms people!

Although she was angry, Shen Jing's eyes unconsciously fell on Zhan Yan. After not seeing him for such a long time, the radiance of this man became more and more eye-catching.

Zhuang Mingyue was in a very good mood. She didn't feel tired after walking around the main hall. She just felt that she had gained a lot and even had the urge to start painting.