Zhuang Mingyue said funny: "This sentence should be me asking you, what do you and Song Qiqi want to do?"

"Leaving me here for you to play with like a whore, do you feel very revengeful and satisfied? Hmm?"

Zhan Yan looked at her silently without speaking.

Zhuang Mingyue looked away coldly, "Song Qiqi is yours. I have no ability to touch her. I just hope that you can take good care of your people in the future and don't let her go crazy and bite people again."

He said: "I will ask her to apologize to you, and I will agree to any conditions for making amends."

Zhan Yan stretched out his hand to see her face, but Zhuang Mingyue slapped him away, "Don't touch me, I really dislike you, you're very dirty."

"I want you to let me go, will you agree? If you don't agree, then there's nothing to say. You can go out, I'm going to sleep."

Zhuang Mingyue shrank into the bed, covering her head with the quilt, closing her eyes, not wanting to look at him again.

Thinking that he had rolled into the same bed with Song Qiqi and now forced her to do so, Zhuang Mingyue felt that she had become filthy.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't have any more energy to escape. Maybe... death was really a relief for her, at least it was painless.

"Have a good rest and I'll come see you tomorrow."

The person beside the bed stayed for a while, then turned and left the ward, closing the door gently.

Zhuang Mingyue spent a few days recuperating in the hospital and almost recovered.

Since the last incident, Song Qiqi has not appeared in front of her again.

The weather today is pretty good, cloudless and clear. Zhuang Mingyue is sitting downstairs in the inpatient department basking in the sun. Ying Yueyao, who didn’t know when she arrived, walks to sit next to her and says, “The weather is pretty good today, right?”

Bar."

Zhuang Mingyue pursed her lips, and after hesitation she finally asked the question she had always wanted to ask, "Is he okay?"

She knew who Zhuang Mingyue was asking.

Ying Yueyao suddenly turned her head and looked at her, "Why don't you come back in person if you want to see him?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't notice that there were thousands of words hidden in Ying Yueyao's eyes. She wanted to say them out, but she didn't dare to say them out for some reason.

"No, there is no place for me to stay in the imperial capital. At least there are things I want to do here."

Ying Yueyao held her hand. Zhuang Mingyue looked at the hand with the diamond ring, and then met Ying Yueyao's eyes. She said, "Mingyue, go back and take a look! You haven't been here these years.

A lot of things happened in the imperial capital."

At this moment, a bodyguard in black came over and said, "Ms. Ying, the driver to the airport has arrived. It's time for you to leave."

Ying Yueyao should have left long ago, but she made an excuse to stay, just because she wanted to tell her something. Zhanyan watched her very closely and was being monitored, so it was not convenient for her to say some things.

Zhuang Mingyue noticed the subtle atmosphere contained in it.

Ying Yueyao smiled and picked up the bag in her hand, "No matter what, the imperial capital is your home. Remember to go home early."

Zhuang Mingyue stared at Ying Yueyao's leaving figure. She felt a little strange for some reason.

The person who cared for her came over and reminded, "Ms. Zhuang, it's time for you to go back to your room and take medicine."

In the ward, the people assigned to the banquet by her side had already prepared lunch for her. Zhuang Mingyue walked into the ward and saw someone she did not want to see.

Qi Cheng leaned over and said something to the man sitting at the table. When he saw Zhuang Mingyue coming, Qi Cheng immediately stopped talking. Zhan Yan gave him instructions. Qi Cheng nodded and walked out immediately.

Zhuang Mingyue's cell phone happened to ring with a call. It was Professor Xu. Zhuang Mingyue avoided him and walked to a quiet place to answer the call.

"Professor Xu."

"I heard from Chu Xian that you haven't been to the studio recently?"

Zhuang Mingyue pursed her lower lip and felt someone behind her close up and put her arm around her waist. She pinched the flesh on the back of his hand and signaled him not to move, "I'm sorry, teacher! I've been feeling a little unwell in the hospital recently.

, I forgot to ask for leave from senior sister."

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I just have a slight fever, and I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

“It’s been raining a lot recently, so please pay more attention to keeping warm and keeping your health first.”

"Okay, teacher, I understand."

Zhuang Mingyue waited until Xu Tainian hung up the phone, then she put away the phone and tried to push him away. The struggle was fruitless, so she was too lazy to move. "How long do you want to hold him? There are other people in the ward."

Zhan Yan: "They won't watch."

Zhuang Mingyue: "I don't feel comfortable with you like this, let go."

Zhan Yan stared at her face. The injuries on her face had subsided, and except for some unknown marks, they were no longer serious.

In the past four years, I have traveled to so many places despite being exposed to wind and rain, and my skin is still as smooth as gelatin, delicate and smooth.

His rough fingers and thumbs rubbed the skin under her clothes. Zhuang Mingyue frowned and glared at him with disgust, "Don't push yourself too far."

Zhan Yan ignored her little mood, held her hand, went to the dining table, pulled out a stool for her to sit down, Zhan Yan sat on the other side, "... taste them all made according to your taste."

"When do you plan to return to the imperial capital? Don't you have anything else to do?"

Zhuang Mingyue took her chopsticks and ate a few grains of rice without any appetite. She lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes.

"How about spending more time with you?"

"I don't need it." Zhuang Mingyue said this to him without thinking.

"But I want to."

Thinking that he would always be in France, Zhuang Mingyue felt irritated, "...If you are fine, go find something for yourself."

Zhuang Mingyue ate less than half a bowl of rice, then put down her chopsticks, picked up a book and sat on the sofa, flipping through it absentmindedly.

If Ying Yueyao was abnormal in his mind, why should she return to the imperial capital?

What happened in the imperial capital?

Zhuang Mingyue lowered her head and saw that a card fell out of the page. It was a photo. The photo was an ordinary landscape painting. She remembered that she took it casually at the door of her room. He later developed it.

After the photo, I wrote this poem: Watch until the clouds open and the moon shines brightly.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Zhuang Mingyue quickly wiped her eyes, put away the photos, closed the book, and the sofa beside her sank. She held her waist with one hand and reached out with the other hand to take it away from her.

Zhuang Mingyue stood up warily and kept her distance from him. She wanted to leave the place where he was.

"Stop, where do you want to go?"

As soon as Zhan Yan finished speaking, Song Qiqi appeared at the door of the ward.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't say a word and walked directly past Song Qiqi.

The sinister gaze watched the person leave, then turned to Song Qiqi, "Is something wrong?"

Song Qiqi walked up to him, "...how long are you going to keep a cold war with me?"

"Is it because of that slap? If I didn't come to find you, would you just deliberately be with Zhuang Mingyue and then make me angry?"

"You would never do this in Zhanyan's previous life."

Zhan Yan bent down to pick up the photo that had just fallen from her book. Looking at the photo, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he spoke to Song Qiqi in a cold voice: "Did I say that you are not allowed to come to the hospital again without my permission?

"

Zhan Yan stood up, lowered his eyes, and the cold aura spread around him again.

Song Qiqi seemed to be sure that Zhan Yan would not do anything to him. She sneered and said: "You are so worried, what will I do to her? Don't worry, it's just Zhuang Mingyue, there's no need for me to worry about it."

Come on, the person I’m looking for now is not her, but you!”

"Don't forget what you promised me!"

"I am the wife you are marrying in the future. If I don't come today, I'm afraid you will lose your own soul."

Zhan Yan: "Stop meddling in my affairs and mind your own business."

"Zhanyan! If you dare to chase me out today, I have the right to take back your shares in the company. Don't forget who you got everything you have now."

Song Qiqi roared behind him, but the man did not stop, and once again ignored him and left.

Song Qiqi held her forehead, thinking that this life had become too complete. Bai Yushu was not dead, and Zhuang Mingyue was not married to Zhan Yan. If it was not a last resort, she would not want to threaten him with these things.

Zhan Yan is a person who has never been afraid of any threats. On the contrary... he will get rid of anyone who causes harm to him.

Song Qiqi was afraid that her Zhanyan was no longer the person she loved in her previous life.

The exhibition banquet in this life is another person to her, too strange.

In his previous life, Zhan Yan would never have shown any mercy to Zhuang Mingyue.

Unless he wants everything to go according to what happened in his previous life, will he understand who is the person who should stand by his side?

Bai Yushu deserves to die!

Ying Yueyao shouldn't appear in front of her!

She must remove all these obstacles one by one.

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the ward, packed her things and put them in her bag. Zhan Yan followed her figure back and forth, "She came to me just to talk about business."

Zhuang Mingyue: "What you have with her has nothing to do with me. You heard Professor Xu's call just now. I have to go back to the studio and I don't have time to waste time with you here."
To be continued...