"What happened?" Zhan Yan stared at her, and no matter how angry he was, he suppressed it the moment he saw her.

"It's nothing, you're overthinking it." Zhuang Mingyue looked indifferent. Zhan Yan could see what was hidden in her heart at a glance. If she didn't tell him, he would find a way to find out.

Zhuang Mingyue had been pampered since she was a child. The traces left by Zhan Yan on her body last night have not dissipated yet. There are still finger marks on her snow-white skin. Zhan Yan stepped forward and hugged her slender waist, holding her with one hand.

She picked it up and put it on the table, "Don't be angry with me about your body. I don't like it, you know?"

With a seemingly gentle tone and an icy coldness in his eyes, compared to Zhan Yan's attitude towards her in his previous life, this time he was merciful.

He stroked her hair, held her delicate face, and avoided her looking at him.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll let the restaurant prepare it."

Zhuang Mingyue was helpless and couldn't escape his control, so she just responded calmly, "It's okay." Her eyes left his face and fell on the white sheets.

"That's good." Zhan Yan rewarded her with a kiss on the brow.

He called the front desk and asked the restaurant to prepare food.

Within half an hour, the restaurant waiter pushed the dining cart into the door, and all kinds of snacks and dishes were placed on the table.

"Miss Zhuang, please use it slowly!"

Zhan Yan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone, holding a cigarette between his fingers. The scarlet fire was glowing, and the room was filled with the smell of smoke.

Zhuang Mingyue covered her mouth, coughed softly a few times, glanced in her direction with sharp eyes, raised her hand to put out the cigarette in the ashtray with her well-jointed fingers.

Zhan Yan responded a few times before hanging up the phone. He walked to sit next to her and stroked her hair as before. Zhan Yan looked at her carefully and said, "Qi Cheng has solved the plagiarism issue. What do you think in the future?"

Go back to work. As long as you are obedient, I will not stop you. The premise is that you don’t think about escaping, otherwise... you know the consequences of being caught by me! "

Zhuang Mingyue slowly drank the porridge in his hand, "I decided to go back."

Zhan Yan said, "I will take you back with me when I finish my matters here."

"Mom's death anniversary is coming soon."

"Um."

After he agreed, nothing happened.

Zhuang Mingyue should have known that she would get this answer. When she appeared in front of him, she was destined to have no freedom.

Zhan Yan sat next to her, just in time to eat a little with her, and he kept bringing over dishes that she liked to eat.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't move at all, and barely drank the porridge in the bowl. After finishing it, she lost her appetite.

Resisting the urge to feel sick, she drank a bowl of porridge for more than ten minutes before she put down her spoon and said, "I'm full."

Zhan Yan: "It's still early now. Let's go get some sleep first. I'll take you out later to see if there's anything you want to buy."

"No need, I don't need anything." After saying this, Zhuang Mingyue took a book and lay down on the bed.

She really lacks nothing. Ever since she was a child, everything she needs has been arranged in advance, and she has no material requirements. What she lacks now is only the sense of security and freedom she wants.

Zhan Yan understood this and would never give it to her.

Even if it is a sense of security, Zhuang Mingyue does not dare to ask for it.

His interests only come first.

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue is also very curious about what it would be like for someone like Zhan Yan to really fall in love with someone.

Will he feel heartbroken after losing the one he loves?

Zhan Yan was working on the side, glancing over from time to time. When he saw her sleeping, he put down what he was doing and gently took the book out of her hand.

"Yuki, don't..."

The hand that was about to be taken away was suddenly grasped by her with a struggle, her beautiful eyebrows were condensed, as if she was having a nightmare, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and her mouth was chanting his name.

"Don't go..."

"don't want!"

Zhuang Mingyue fell into a nightmare. She dreamed that Jiang Yushu was as thin as a stick and lying in the hospital with only his last breath. There was no one around him and he was alone. She broke into the ward and wanted to find a doctor.

But she ran all over the hospital, but no one was left.

Until the surroundings became dark and only them were left.

He said that he was dying and came to say goodbye to her.

The pain coming from my heart is very real.

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to catch him, but no matter how hard he chased, he still couldn't get him back.

He walked into the darkness, the remaining light disappeared, and Zhuang Mingyue was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

The gloomy look on Zhan Yan's face was the calm before the storm. The cold wind that was blowing up was chilling to the bone, and he stared at her.

Zhuang Mingyue felt palpitations in her heart and woke up in pain. When she saw the person next to her, Zhuang Mingyue's breath was suffocated. She held the bed with her hands and sat up immediately. The pages of the book in her hand were also torn up by her.

Half a sheet.

Seeing Zhan Yan's dark eyes, Zhuang Mingyue was confused and confused. His eyes made her fearful and a little scared.

The emotion in Zhan Yan's eyes immediately dissipated, as if what she just saw was an illusion.

Zhan Yan reached out to fiddle with her broken hair and lifted it to her ear, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Zhuang Mingyue subconsciously avoided it, but she didn't. She looked at his hand from the corner of her eye and said, "It's nothing. I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face."

"Yeah." An emotionless voice responded.

Zhuang Mingyue lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on slippers, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, the cold water stimulated her face, and her brain became more awake. She recalled the dream just now, why was it so real?

In just a few seconds, Zhuang Mingyue shook off the worries in her heart. How could it be possible that his legs could be completely healed as long as he cultivated them well? What's more, so many years have passed and he might not remember her long ago.

Zhuang Mingyue held her forehead, her head was groggy, there was still lingering fear in her chest, and she was always uneasy...

Mu Nanzhu has also returned to his side, and everything will definitely be fine.

Even though there is no possibility between them, Zhuang Mingyue still hopes that he can live well.

After she adjusted her mood and walked out of the bathroom, Zhan Yan was standing beside the bed, holding her medicine. Zhuang Mingyue stepped forward and grabbed it from him, "Don't touch my things." For fear of being discovered by him, Zhuang Mingyue said

Mingyue stuffed the medicine bottle into her bag.

"Even you are mine now, there is nothing else I can't see!"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I'm afraid you are drugging me. Is this reason enough?"

She wasn't looking. After saying this, she showed a look on her face.

She went to the cloakroom and changed her clothes again.

The sticky feeling on her body made her a little uncomfortable.

When Zhan Yan wanted to take her out, Zhuang Mingyue was not interested. She liked to be alone.

There was a balcony outside the hotel, and Zhuang Mingyue was nestled on the lazy hammock sofa on the balcony, looking at the night view outside the hotel with a blanket covering her legs.
Chapter completed!