Zhuang Mingyue patted the dust on her body, "Let me see my hands, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled and pinched her face, "How good, where is your mother? Why are you here alone?"

The little girl smiled and said, "Mom went to the bathroom, but when she found that she didn't bring paper with her when she went to the bathroom, she secretly sent paper to her mother."

Zhuang Mingyue's voice is very gentle and friendly. It can be seen that this little girl likes her very much.

"That's it! It will be dangerous for children to wait here alone. Will it be fine to go to the store?"

"Yeah, OK."

Zhuang Mingyue thought of her child who had passed away before she was born, and she was also a daughter. If she was still alive, wouldn’t she be as cute as her and would she call her mother?

The child's affairs are the pain of Zhuang Mingyue's lifelong pain.

But...she will never have a baby again.

Zhanyan came out for some time, but Zhuang Mingyue stood up and looked at him...

Zhuang Mingyue got into the car with him.

Qi Cheng took the unfinished dishes and put them in the trunk.

The two were also silent, and the child was like a chasm between them that could never be crossed.

In this outfit, he did a lot of shameless mistakes.

What he was wrong was enough to be sentenced to death.

But he never regretted what he did.

If the only thing I regret is 'Zhuang Mingyue'

Time is changing rapidly, and the only thing that is unpredictable for the banquet is his feelings for Zhuang Mingyue.

He overestimated himself.

Some things may be compensated, but... some...

He can't make up for it in his life.

When we arrived at the entrance of Nanyuan Villa, it was more than an hour away, and the two of us didn't say a word.

Zhuang Mingyue got out of the car directly without looking back.

Zhan Yan watched her holding her thin body and walked into the villa step by step until her figure disappeared, and only then did she let Qi Cheng drive away.

The banquet never appeared in the next two days.

Zhuang Mingyue rarely lived a leisurely life.

Without waiting for the banquet to force him, an uninvited guest came.

Zhuang Mingyue saw Ying Yueyao on the third floor downstairs, and then continued the phone call. Ying Yueyao drove the red Ferrari, stood at the door, and spoke with her on the phone, "I want to tell you some things, if I don't go in, can you get out?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "If you have anything, just say it on the phone."

"Mingyue, I want to tell you in person that I won't leave if you don't come down."

Ying Yueyao hung up the phone.

Zhanyan threatened her warning, but she dared not ignore it.

So she can only do this.

There are bodyguards at the door.

Zhuang Mingyue finally went downstairs, and she asked Ying Yueyao to enter the villa.

Sitting on the sofa, the servant's face looked indescribable. When he looked at Ying Yueyao, the voice of Mrs. stuck in his mouth, "Miss Ying, please have tea."

Due to Zhuang Mingyue, no one dared to say it.

I thought the confrontation between the two women would be bloody, but who knew that it looked like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years was talking calmly.

Ying Yueyao: "You guys go down first, I have something to say to her."

"Okay Miss Ying."

The servants left, and they were the only ones left in the huge villa.

"He and I will get married next month? It's September 20th next month."

This day is Ying Yueyao's birthday.

"Congratulations!"

Ying Yueyao took out a gold-plated invitation and moved it to Zhuang Mingyue, "We will be a family in the future. I hope you don't hate me for the past. I hope you will be here that day."

Zhuang Mingyue was stunned when she looked at the red invitation, and her voice was not at all turbulent, saying, "I have forgotten what happened in so many years. Congratulations to you for marrying the person you like as usual."

"Apart from these, what I say to you next may be a little selfish, but I...must say..."

"I know you are brothers and sisters who are not related by blood, and other than that... I am not a fool either. I knew when I saw you again in France. Zhanyan must have done something to you!"

Zhuang Mingyue clenched her fists with her hands, grabbed the hem of her nightgown, thinking of those...

In addition to being ashamed, Zhuang Mingyue hated herself more, and in the end she became her most hated existence.

"Mingyue, I hope! After I get married to Zhanyan, will you leave the imperial capital?"

"For nearly seven years, I have been devoted to him, and now I can't live without him."

"If he didn't show up there at the wedding, I would be crazy."

"You left because Mu Nanzhu was around you. I know you are not the third party who destroys other people's feelings, and you can't help doing anything."

"But... your existence makes me feel scared, insecure, and even... I'm all suspicious and confused all day long."

"I really want to establish a relationship with you and treat you as a family."

As Ying Yueyao said something, Zhuang Mingyue looked at her in a daze, and her face began to change, turning into Zhuang Mingyue herself, hysterical.

This scene is like looking in the mirror.

In another blink of an eye, Zhuang Mingyue became Song Qiuqiu again.

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and waved away these illusions in her mind.

"Zhan Yan cares about you so much. You have been away for so many years, and in his work, his wallet... they are all photos of you."

"You are obviously not here, but I feel like you are everywhere around me."

"As long as you promise to leave, I will give you 50 million. If it is not enough, the Ying family's real estate abroad will be yours..."

"I just need to have a banquet. Don't take her away, okay?"

Zhuang Mingyue stared at her with a faint look in her eyes. When she had begged Song Qiuqiu like this.

What did Song Qiuqiu feel at that time?

Happy, proud, contemptuous, or disdainful?

These feelings were nothing in Zhuang Mingyue's heart. She could only feel sad for Ying Yueyao, and she was also sad about herself.

Zhuang Mingyue lowered her eyes and looked at the carpet on the tea table. Her voice was as light as a fallen leaf. "I never thought of interfering in your marriage."

"My home is still in the capital, so I'm sorry, I can't leave."

Ying Yueyao grabbed her hair and almost collapsed, saying to her: "With you here, his heart will never be on me."

"Zhuang Mingyue, I kneel down and beg you!"

"Is it good to leave the imperial capital?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Have you ever thought that even without me, there would be other women appear?"

Ying Yueyao suddenly stood up and shouted: "No one else appears, he only has you in his heart!"

"I would rather he spend money outside and eat outside with me on his back, than see him thinking of you alone."
Chapter completed!