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

Zhuang Mingyue was surprised to learn that the painting of Yunwu Town was bought, "Really?"

Zhan Yan put the contract on the table, and Zhuang Mingyue believed it without a doubt.

Li Yuhan came to the door with gifts. Zhuang Mingyue saw it through the surveillance video. Since she didn't know him, she had to ask Zhan Yan, "Do you know him?"

Zhan Yan leaned over and confirmed with just a quick glance, "I know him."

Although we said we knew each other, if we hadn't seen each other in the hospital that day, we would have been like strangers in each other's lives.

Li Yuhan, carrying a lot of bags, entered the Nanyuan Villa with some effort. After returning to China for so long, she finally met Zhan Yan by chance.

"Hello, are you looking for Zhan Yan?" Zhuang Mingyue came forward and helped her carry three bags. "I'll help you."

Li Yuhan smiled gently, and Zhuang Mingyue liked the gentle aura she exuded, but she regarded herself as a servant.

"You are a servant here, thank you for your hard work." Li Yuhan smiled and looked around the villa in front of her, not noticing that Zhuang Mingyue's face turned ugly for a moment.

Zhuang Mingyue smiled bitterly. Perhaps she was too ordinary. "I... am not."

Zhan Yan was sitting in the living room and reacted indifferently to Li Yuhan's arrival.

Li Yuhan sat down beside him without any concern, "Brother Zhan, I brought you some gadgets from abroad."

Only then did Zhan Yan look up, but his eyes fell on Zhuang Mingyue.

Zhuang Mingyue placed the gifts brought by Li Yuhan on the table one by one, with no emotion visible on her face.

As a woman, Li Yuhan felt that Zhuang Mingyue might not be a servant, so she quickly stood up and pulled her warmly, "Sister, who are you?"

Zhan Yan’s answer that followed was like a blow to her. It turned out that this person was...what should she call her, Mrs. Zhan?

"We have been married for a long time." Zhan Yan waved at Zhuang Mingyue, motioning her to come and sit down. After all, Li Yuhan was just a guest, and it was enough to follow the proper etiquette.

Zhuang Mingyue smiled and said that she had been married to Zhan Yan for a long time, but she felt that it had only been a year.

Li Yuhan tried hard to stay calm, but she was obviously already in a state of panic. She hurriedly picked up her handbag and shook her phone, "I... have something else to do."

Zhan Yan didn't go to see her off, but Zhuang Mingyue felt that something was wrong with Li Yuhan, so she hurriedly got up to see her off.

When he came back and asked Zhan Yan, he found out that the gentle and bright girl who had just come was called Li Yuhan, and she was his neighbor in junior high school. "I ran into her by chance that day, and I didn't expect her to come so suddenly."

It can be seen that Zhan Yan obviously doesn't care about Li Yuhan.

That day, Zhan Yan brought Zhuang Mingyue to the office in the Zhan Building. The wide and bright view made Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help but stretch out her hand and take a deep breath. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise building and looking down, it was really a different feeling.

Walking further into the office, Zhuang Mingyue was surprised to find a painting hanging on the wall. Wasn’t that the painting she had made?

Zhan Yan personally brought the coffee up and met the woman's surprised gaze.

"So you bought this painting?" Zhuang Mingyue was a little excited. When she learned that the painting was sold that day, she was excited and distressed.

Zhan Yan was reluctant to let Zhuang Mingyue sell the painting of Yunwu Town to others. He stopped several sellers and said, "I bought it."

Zhuang Mingyue reached out and carefully stroked the painting, the warmth in her eyes lingering for a long time.

Time flies and it is Xiao Xingxing's birthday. Zhuang Mingyue learned this news from Zhan Yan. She felt guilty for not remembering her own child's birthday...

Although she felt uncomfortable, Zhuang Mingyue still actively prepared a gift for Xiao Xingxing.

Zhan Yan also wanted to participate this time, "Let's prepare together."

Zhan Yan had neglected Xiao Xingxing in the past, so it’s great that he now has the opportunity to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Zhuang Mingyue was thinking about holding a birthday party. "How about a birthday banquet?"

Little Xingxing has always liked being in a lively environment and has excellent social skills. He can talk to people of the same or different ages.

In order to have more time and space to prepare for the birthday party, Zhuang Mingyue asked Zhan Yan to find an excuse to send Xiao Xingxing away for a few days.

Suddenly there were only two people left at home. Zhuang Mingyue was still not used to it and was absent-minded when inflating the balloon. With a pop, the balloon burst.

Zhuang Mingyue was originally squatting, but now he staggered and sat on the ground.

When Zhan Yan came over with the milk, he saw her sitting on the ground in a daze. He quickly put down the cup and helped Zhuang Mingyue up.

Sitting down on the sofa, Zhuang Mingyue still felt a pain in her buttocks.

Looking at the fragments of the exploded balloon on the ground, Zhan Yan knew what had just happened. Zhuang Mingyue didn't have to do these things herself. "How about letting the servants blow up the balloons?"

Zhuang Mingyue blamed herself a little, "I can't even blow up a balloon properly."

She suddenly realized with frustration that she was not a qualified mother at all.

Zhan Yan also noticed that she was in a bad mood, so he just silently picked up the hot milk and handed it to her. Then he inflated the balloons scattered on the ground one by one with an air pump, and none of them burst.

Zhuang Mingyue drank milk in small sips while looking at the man squatting on the ground playing with balloons. Unconsciously, her depressed mood disappeared and was replaced by happiness and sweetness.

After inflating the balloon, Zhuang Mingyue began to learn how to make a cake in the kitchen, thinking she would make one first to practice, but the cakes were either burnt or not fully cooked.

It was time for dinner, and Zhuang Mingyue had only made a cake that was barely edible. Zhan Yan and she both stared at the cake with their chins propped up.

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly turned around and asked with great interest, "How about we eat this tonight?"

She had been using the kitchen the whole time and hadn't had time to prepare dinner.

Zhan Yan has always disliked these sweet foods, but seeing Zhuang Mingyue's serious look, he decided to give her some face, "It's not impossible."

After swallowing it with difficulty along with yogurt and bread, Zhuang Mingyue took out a blank folding fan that she had prepared long ago, intending to draw a picture on it and give it to Little Star.

Zhan Yan knew that she had not eaten well for dinner, so he asked the servant to cut some fruit and bring it to her.

Without raising his head, Zhuang Mingyue sketched the basic outline on the white paper, thinking that it would be a problem to fill both sides of the folding fan. After all, the picture was not a regular shape.

"Eat some fruit, clean up and take a rest." Zhan Yan sat aside for a while before reminding.

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to ask Zhan Yan for his opinion, "What do you think of painting our family on a folding fan?"

Guessing that this was a gift that Zhuang Mingyue prepared for Xiao Xingxing, Zhan Yan didn't express his opinion much, "It's up to you."

After fiddling around for an hour, Zhuang Mingyue reluctantly followed Zhan Yan back to her room, where she lay on the bed, still thinking hard.