After driving for an hour, the taxi stopped at the door of the banker's villa.

Zhuang Mingyue walked into the house and changed her shoes in the entrance hall. Wu Ma saw it and immediately came over, "Miss, why are you alone? Didn't Master Zhan come back with you?"

Now Wu's mother is still very young and doesn't have so many wrinkles.

Zhuang Mingyue stepped forward and hugged Wu's mother. After her father died, Wu's mother was the only one who treated her as her own child and was the only one who treated her well.

However, Zhan Yan was later forced to stay at Zhan's house and take care of him and Song Qiqi.

"Wu Ma, I miss you so much."

"Ah...this...Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you still ill?" Wu's mother pushed Zhuang Mingyue away and touched Zhuang Mingyue's forehead worriedly.

After testing it, is this okay?

Wu Ma always felt that Zhuang Mingyue was a little weird today, but she couldn't put it into words.

"Nothing, I just want to hug you."

"Are you hungry just after you came back? The porridge has just been cooked in the pot. I'll serve it to you."

"I don't have much appetite. I want to go to sleep for a while. Call me for lunch!"

After not sleeping all night, Zhuang Mingyue had just returned from the car and was now a little dizzy.

"By the way, miss, the master called just now. When you get home, he asked you to call back. It seems that he has something to say to you. And this is what the master asked me to give you before he went on a business trip."

Zhuang Mingyue took the platinum shopping card from Wu's mother and nodded: "Okay."

Is this Zhuang Haisheng's compensation for her on behalf of Zhan Yan?

Zhuang Mingyue knew what Zhuang Haisheng was going to say, so she called him calmly.

For Zhuang Haisheng, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't explain his feelings. He did play the role of a good father, it was just a role...

He is not a good father.

She knew that Zhuang Haisheng had always wanted a son to inherit the family business. He had many lovers outside, but none of them gave birth to a son or daughter.

So he finally adopted Zhan Yan.

And her daughter, who is growing up, is just a tool in his hands to use marriage.

Even for profit, he would use any means to send his daughter to another man's bed.

Only Wu’s mother has been with her since she was a child...

If she hadn't been able to escape from this home now, Zhuang Mingyue would not have stayed here at all.

After the call is connected.

"Hey, Dad."

"Are you feeling better? What did the doctor say?" The voice on the phone sounded like an ordinary greeting from a superior or subordinate to his subordinates.

"I'm fine, much better."

"Mingyue, you are my daughter, Zhuang Haisheng, and Zhan Yan is my son. In this life, you can only be his sister, do you know that?"

Zhuang Mingyue chuckled silently, she knew that this was Zhuang Haisheng's warning to her.

Even if he is not in front of her, Zhuang Mingyue can still imagine the strange and alienated coldness in his eyes.

In his heart, her love for Zhan Yan was a family scandal and a shame!

Zhuang Mingyue's eyelashes trembled and she said obediently, "Yes, I understand! I'm sorry, Dad, I will never do this again in the future."

"...Have you got the card? When you have time, go out to the mall and buy whatever you like. Don't stay at home painting all day. Go out more and make friends."

"Okay daddy."

After dealing with Zhuang Haisheng, Zhuang Mingyue went straight back to the room.

The room when I was a teenager was all pink, with the smell of sweet candy, and the huge princess bed, which is what all girls dream of.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingyue's cell phone rang.

When I saw the call, I saw it was opened by Zhanyan.

Zhuang Mingyue's hand shook and she lost her grip on the phone and dropped it to the ground. She did not pick it up.

I even thought that it would be fine if it broke!

Wait until the phone hangs up automatically.

Zhuang Mingyue just picked up her phone and sent him a message.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. I'm already home and I just wanted to send you a message."

The message appears as read.

The other party did not reply to the message, but made a phone call.

Zhuang Mingyue picked up the expression expressionlessly, "...Hello, brother..."

"Mingyue, this is the last time. Before you do anything next time, call me!"

There was a hint of anger in his voice, and he informed without any discussion.

"Okay, I understand." Zhuang Mingyue's voice was soft, with a resignation that could not find fault.

They have been married for eight years, and Zhuang Mingyue knows Zhanyan very well. He is a strong person, and no matter what, you can only do what he says.

There can be no disobedience!
Chapter completed!