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

Before the movie started, several female college students nearby kept looking over here, and one even had the courage to come up to Zhuang Mingyue and ask her to change seats with her.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that Zhan Yan's charm was too strong.

The seats they bought were in the middle. There was a young man sitting next to Zhuang Mingyue, and there were a few female college students sitting next to Zhan Yan. They had no choice but to change seats.

Unexpectedly, the seat next to Zhan Yan was replaced by a girl. Throughout the whole movie, the girl didn't watch anything but just focused on Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan felt annoyed and looked towards Zhuang Mingyue from time to time, but this heartless woman was still watching the movie screen with great interest, and occasionally reached out to grab a piece of popcorn.

He looked like he was enjoying himself so much, not caring about himself at all!

Zhuang Mingyue was so absorbed in watching the film that she not only ignored Zhan Yan's feelings, but she nervously held the man's hand when she saw the people in the film suffering from the disaster.

After the tension passed, the hand went to grab the popcorn again...

Zhan Yan felt helpless and amused at the same time. He did not react at all to the burning gaze of the girl next to him. He did not see much in the movie, but Mingyue was more beautiful.

The light from the movie screen shone on Mingyue's profile. Her delicate outline and facial expressions that changed from time to time according to the plot of the movie were much more beautiful than the movie.

Zhuang Mingyue was very engaged in watching this movie. She felt that the viewing experience was very good and she was still not satisfied after watching it.

Zhuang Mingyue stood up and prepared to take Zhan Yan away, but he was still standing there in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Mingyue then noticed that the girl next to Zhan Yan was still staring at him without blinking. It seemed that she was not watching the movie seriously and was only paying attention to Zhan Yan.

After laughing helplessly twice, Zhuang Mingyue leaned forward and smiled sweetly, "Husband, can we go now?"

She looks well-behaved and lovely, and any man would be impressed by her, but the girls who are interested in Zhan Yan think she is delicate and artificial, and glare at her with hatred.

Zhuang Mingyue had long been accustomed to the hostility of these women, and she just thought it was jealousy.

"Okay, my wife has the final say."

Zhan Yan suddenly said this, and Zhuang Mingyue couldn't stand it. Her face turned red and she lowered her head, not knowing where to look.

It was Zhan Yan who led her out of the theater, otherwise Zhuang Mingyue wouldn't even be able to find the direction.

After leaving the theater, Zhuang Mingyue still felt like she had just had a dream. When she recalled the movie she had just watched, she felt relieved.

I didn't get to watch a single scene at today's movie screening because there were so many people and it was too noisy. Otherwise, I should have at least bought out the entire row.

"Next time I'd better book a private theater and watch it comfortably."

Zhuang Mingyue disagreed. It was comfortable to watch the show in a private theater, but with only one exhibition hall around, it always felt too empty, and the atmosphere seemed to be ruined when there were many people.

She glanced at Zhan Yan and said, "It looks better when there are more people!"

Zhan Yan had no choice but to back down, "Then buy out the entire row we sit in next time?"

This was the biggest concession Zhan Yan could make. He didn't like noise and liked to keep a certain distance from strangers.

Zhuang Mingyue thought about it carefully. It was not impossible. It was okay to have people in front and behind, but it was really uncomfortable to have someone staring at you. "That's fine."

Seeing that it was still early, Zhuang Mingyue didn’t want to go back and wanted to go shopping in the mall.

Surprisingly, Zhuang Mingyue did not go to the store selling women's clothing, but walked into a high-end men's clothing store. He wanted to choose some clothes for Zhuang Mingyue, and as soon as he picked up a high-end suit, he thought of the clothes in Zhan Yan's wardrobe.

Every half a month, Zhan Yan's wardrobe would be emptied and someone would bring him the ordered clothes.

After walking out of the men's clothing store with Zhan Yan, Zhuang Mingyue felt dejected. As a wife, she didn't even know what to buy for her husband, as if he had everything he needed.

However, the gifts I bought for myself are so numerous that they can hardly be stored at home.

Every once in a while, I'm forced to sort out unwanted jewelry and clothes, but in reality, they're all top-notch!

After getting off the elevator, Zhan Yan was still suspicious, "Not going shopping anymore?"

Zhuang Mingyue was somewhat helpless, "Too many... We have all these things at home..."

For daily use and exhibitions, we always have the best things sent to us. The things given by customers are also top-notch. Now when we go shopping in the mall and compare them, we feel that these things are particularly ordinary.

Zhan Yan couldn't help but find it funny. The things at home were indeed good, but he always felt that women would never complain about having too many things. It was Mingyue, the fool, who was easily satisfied.

"How about we go sit in the bar?"

Zhan Yan could see that Mingyue was in a good mood, but he didn't expect that she actually wanted to go to the bar. "Want to have a drink?"

For Mingyue's health, Zhan Yan never lets her drink, but if she is in that mood, he can actually be a little more lenient.

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue just wanted to feel the atmosphere of the bar. She hadn't been there for a long time, so she thought it would be best to go with Zhan Yan.

Last time we agreed to go with Mai, but we were delayed due to too many things.

Facing the man's stern gaze, Zhuang Mingyue said truthfully, "I don't want to drink, I just want to sit down."

It's still early now, and I will just paint if I go back. It would be better to find a quiet bar and listen to some music.

Arriving at the nearest bar, Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan found a seat by the river, feeling the night breeze. Through the curtains, they could see a handsome guy playing the guitar and a singer with shoulder-length hair, one singing and the other playing.

The singer's voice is very clear, and the songs he sings are in good intonation. There is a hint of sadness in his clear voice, and at first glance his eyes are also a little gloomy.

The guy playing the guitar looked nonchalant, but you could tell he played very professionally.

Zhan Yan never liked listening to these things, but now he listened carefully along with Mingyue.

Zhan Yan felt that the singing and playing skills of these two were just average, but the lyrics sounded pretty good.

When the song ended, Zhuang Mingyue saw many customers gathering over the singer. She followed them to see what was going on and realized that the two people there were not singers but customers.

A middle-aged man went up to sing. His smoky voice and hazy eyes showed that he was drunk.

The middle-aged man finished singing the song quickly. Zhan Yan happened to answer the phone at this time, leaving Zhuang Mingyue there cracking pistachios.

The middle-aged man walked slowly, but still looked unsteady.

He walked straight to Zhuang Mingyue, with a dazed look in his eyes, and looked her up and down.

While Zhuang Mingyue was still wondering what was going on, the man reached out his hand.

Zhuang Mingyue shook off the man's hand as if she had been electrocuted, and stood up hurriedly with a look of contempt on her face, "What are you doing?"

But the man smiled and said, "Beauty, can we be friends? I saw you looking at me when I was singing just now."

There was an unpredictable look in those smiling eyes, which gave Zhuang Mingyue goosebumps all over her body at just one glance.