Zhuang Mingyue pressed the screen of her phone. Should she tell him that she would not go back tonight?

Zhuang Mingyue was also very tired, and she didn't know what was going on with them now.

If Jiang Yushu is still in love with Mu Nanzhu and still has contact with her, why should he be with her?

Just for the sake of simplicity, Mu Nanzhu left without saying goodbye?

She is not a tool between them.

Zhuang Mingyue could not accept the mental and emotional betrayal, but she was afraid that if she left the Jiang family, she would return to the banker. What awaited her would be the expected ending, or she would fall into the hands of Zhanyan and be insulted endlessly by him.

Now she has only two choices. One is to swallow her anger and pretend to know nothing, continue to accept the protection of the Jiang family, read the next book, and the other is to break up with Jiang Yushu and return to the banker to continue her life in a hot life.

When Zhuang Mingyue thought of this again, he actually had the answer in his mind.

get out of class was over at 8:30, and the familiar car parked at the school gate on time.

Zhuang Mingyue sat in the parking space of the passenger seat in the rear passenger. The person who had been sitting in the car had a laptop on his legs wearing Bluetooth headphones, as if he was having a meeting. Zhuang Mingyue closed the door softly without disturbing her when she saw this.

They are still in the Cold War period. When he finishes handling it, Zhuang Mingyue has fallen asleep on her back.

Jiang Yushu was actually absent-minded, and he was all thinking about her. He almost didn't listen to a word in the meeting just now and ended in a hurry.

Jiang Yushu covered her with a smoky gray suit beside her. Zhuang Mingyue woke up in shock and looked at her with eyes facing the man close to her. No matter what angle he looked at today, he had a cold breath of no one else to enter.

In the past, I saw that the tattoos on him were gentle, but now I feel a little scary when I see him.

Zhuang Mingyue quickly realized and took down the suit jacket that was about to fall off, "Thank you."

As soon as the two words were spoken, she felt that the man's breath became colder, "You're welcome."

What Jiang Yushu doesn't like the most is her stranger thanks.

Jiang Yushu sat down again, Chen Feng looked through the rearview mirror, and the two people in the back seat knew they were quarreling at a glance.

In fact, he had known for a long time that there would be this day. If he didn't handle those things well, the president and Miss Mingyue and Mu Nanzhu would be involved in the middle, he would never be peaceful.

When they arrived at the Jiang family villa, the car stopped and the two of them said only one sentence along the way.

Zhuang Mingyue got off the car with his coat in one hand and his schoolbag in the other.

She could feel the gaze on her back making her not know what to say.

She handed her coat to the servant waiting in the entrance hall.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, Zhuang Mingyue saw the old lady sitting on the sofa.

"Little girl, I've been waiting for you for a while. Come and try this red bean porridge, why isn't it right?"

Zhuang Mingyue walked over and said, "I'll try it."

The servant brought her a new spoon, and Zhuang Mingyue tried it and said, "The taste just right. Do you think it's a little light or too sweet?"

Mrs. Jiang shook her head, "It's obvious that there are only rice and red beans, but I tasted something else, and it's not right."

Zhuang Mingyue took the bottom of the bowl, but saw mung beans mixed with ginseng. "Grandma, there are mung beans here, they must have been put down by someone accidentally. If you don't like it, drink it. I'll cook a bowl for you again."

"If I don't drink it, wouldn't this good bowl of porridge be ruined?" Mrs. Jiang seemed to have something else to say, and looked at Jiang Yushu standing beside her, "Forget it, let's just fall down. Other messy things will affect my appetite."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly: "If you are hungry, will I cook wontons for you?"

"But my old lady is picky and now I want to eat this red bean porridge."

"I'll cook it for you."

Zhuang Mingyue put down her schoolbag, and Jiang Yushu grabbed her hand, "Old lady, you are also an old servant of the Jiang family. You should understand some rules. Eating it at night will make you lose your digestion. Ma Mei, send her back."

Mei Ma: "Yes, the eldest son."

"Wait... Does Ma Mei have any soaked red beans?"

Mei Ma: “Some.”

Zhuang Mingyue said: "There were not many arrangements today last night. I'll help you stew it in the pot first. It will take about forty minutes."

Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

"It doesn't matter."

This is how the elderly are. The older they are, the less sleep they sleep.

Zhuang Mingyue went to the kitchen.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "You are like her, rice and red beans in this bowl, cooked together, and the taste is still the same, but if you have to be too much or less, the taste will change. What grandma said... You should think about it yourself. The porridge will not need to be cooked. Mingyue should take the exam the day after tomorrow. Please don't bother her these two days, and wait for her to finish the exam before you can talk about it. Let her think less about it."

"This little girl is patient and more sensible than you think. She doesn't fight or rob, but the more she does this, if you do something that is sorry to her, if she gives up on you, the more you can't win her back then."

"Cherish her well. At present, it seems that I am still qualified to be my granddaughter-in-law of the Jiang family."

At least thousands of times better than that woman.

After Mrs. Jiang left, he also dispersed the other servants. Jiang Yushu looked at the person who was still busy in the kitchen, and his eyes became a little deeper.

Since the cold war with her, Jiang Yushu has been suffering. I suddenly thought that she didn't like him much, but just purely treated him as an umbrella with its use and purpose.

He was almost uncontrollably going crazy, perhaps... his self-esteem was at work.

He didn't want to bow his head, but he thought many times that if she really left, Jiang Yushu would be even more unbearable and the pain and torture of losing her.

Zhuang Mingyue was pouring water, and suddenly felt hands appearing on her waist, hugging her, and the man's chin leaned against her shoulder. Zhuang Mingyue's body stiffened and stopped what was in her hand, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry! I should consider your feelings. I have... asked Chen Feng to deal with the journalist's affairs, and those magazines... they will not sell them again." He smelled the familiar fragrance of Zhuang Mingyue, and his originally bored mood suddenly disappeared.

Zhuang Mingyue never thought that he would apologize to her because he was also a person with such strong self-esteem and he also had his pride.

"It's okay, I'm fine, you don't have to apologize to me."

"I didn't think about your feelings."

In fact, this sentence "I'm sorry" really touched her. After all, he was the first person to say these three words to her.

Even though he knew that he had done a lot of wrong things that he had done to her in his previous life.

She waited for a lifetime and never heard him say it.

All that comes is perfunctory and impatient.

Zhuang Mingyue turned around and hugged his neck, not much emotion in her eyes.

She should say sorry to him, too...
Chapter completed!