Zhuang Mingyue stared at him quietly, not knowing what she was thinking, until she walked out of Zhan Yan's gentle eyes, supported the bed, sat up, wiped tears from her palms, "No, it's just that her eyes are dusty and feels a little uncomfortable."

The rippling eyes of the light were falling, Zhan Yan glanced at the traces on her neck, "...every time he lies, he dared not look directly into my eyes. Mingyue... is he so afraid of me?"

"If it's because of Ying Yueyao, would I... not let her come in the future?"

Zhuang Mingyue replied coldly, saying, "It has nothing to do with her."

"Or, do you still care about my marriage to Ying Yueyao?"

Zhan Yan wanted to see something from her and find clues, but there was nothing in her eyes.

Zhuang Mingyue said without thinking: "Show the banquet! I don't care who you marry!"

"From the beginning to the end, I only loved one, he used to be, but now... my heart never changes."

In one sentence, Zhan Yan was completely angry, and his eyes became terrible for no reason. Zhan Yan's cold breath became stronger and stronger. If it were before, he might have taken action.

When Zhuang Mingyue saw him raise his hand, her eyes immediately closed her eyes in fear. Zhan Yan paused his hand in the air and immediately regained his rationality.

Just now...what the hell was doing!

Zhan Yan glanced at his hand and put it down again, "Don't let me hear you say these words next time, Mingyue... You know brother, you can do anything!"

"Hear?"

Zhuang Mingyue opened her eyes tremblingly and fearfully, lowered her head and didn't say anything. In the second... Her chin was pinched, she raised her head, and Zhan Yan's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Tell me!"

Zhuang Mingyue raised her thin lips and spit out a few words, "I...I understand."

"From now on, you'd better forget all the previous messes to me bit by bit, and let me know that you still have those extra thoughts. I don't mind sending him a ride. This time... I promise that he... won't have such good luck again!"

"I won't do it anymore, don't do this!" Zhuang Mingyue grabbed his hand, his eyes full of anxious begging.

Zhan Yan smiled like a demon, stretched out her hand to caress her delicate face. She was like a beautiful rose, and she should be kept in a greenhouse. "Then be obedient and don't go anywhere."

But Zhuang Mingyue didn't know that the more she cared about Jiang Yushu's life or death, the more she would lose weight in Zhan Yan's heart, and would eliminate all the annoying existences.

Until someone knocked outside the door, "Sir, Miss Ying has something to come to you!"

"Yeah." Zhan Yan responded lukewarmly.

Zhan Yan left with a door, Zhuang Mingyue was still scared and could not calm down for a long time. She just said such words without saying anything...

Outside the room, Ying Yueyao looked at the man in front of her with a anxious and worried look on her face.

Ying Yueyao: "Can we find a quiet place to talk alone?"

In the study room.

Zhan Yan sat on the sofa, his heart full of irritability, took out a cigarette and threw it in his mouth, "What's the matter, say!"

Ying Yueyao: "You should have guessed the purpose of my visit this time. I know you want the old Jiang family home. If you want it, you can tell me that I can give it to you!"

"After Mrs. Jiang's business, the banquet... you are really doing a little too much."

"Last night you put the coffin of Mrs. Jiang outside the Ying family. Mom... was really angry, let alone two lives..."

Two corpses?

The other one died?

Zhanyan really doesn't know this.

"And..." Ying Yueyao pursed her lips and said, "Mom sent Old Lady Jiang to the cremation site in your name, and held a funeral ceremony for Old Lady Jiang seven days later. Do you know what day will be in seven days?"

Zhanyan raised his eyelids and looked at her: "What day?"

"It is not suitable for burial in seven days. If the funeral is held on this day, it will turn into a ghost after death..."

Zhan Yan sneered and interrupted her, "Why... I thought I killed it?" The cigarette butt in his hand was wiped out in the ashtray and stood up.

Ying Yueyao was in his encirclement area, with a little chaotic warrior, her heart was beating so hard that she couldn't speak incoherently, "...I...I don't! I am your wife, how could she say you kill someone? The couple is united and have a banquet...I will always stand on your side."

"Enough, stop using absurd interfaces and stay in Nanyuan Villa. This time I see the bright moon."

Zhan Yan turned around and sat at the desk, "I'll go out after I finished speaking."

"Show banquet! I really want you to be well, you know I love you!"

"Get out!" Zhan Yan was not spoiling her.

Ying Yueyao gritted her teeth and said the last sentence, "I know, I'm insignificant in your heart. It's okay. You will understand in the future. My mother is thinking of a way to deal with you, show a banquet... You have to be careful." After saying that, she left the Nanyuan Villa a little sad and sad, looking at the flowers planted in the yard. These were all carefully taken care of by her.

In the end, I made wedding dresses for others.

On the night when Old Mrs. Jiang died, she went to the Imperial Capital Daily.

There is only one sentence to report the date of death, and nothing else.

In the corner of the daily newspaper, everyone just shook their heads and sighed...

Thinking about the scenery that the Jiang family was suitable for back then, the century-old family business has now been turned into an unmanned ruined building.

However, today is also the last time for the Jiangshi Building to be demolished.

In the silent study, there was a white mist floating. Zhanyan pressed the metal lighter and made a phone call in his other hand. He sat in the dark, staring at the jumping fire in his hand with his sinister and sharp eyes...

After the phone was connected, the Zhanyan heard a man's miserable scream.

Zhan Yan's calm eyes seemed to know what was happening on the phone.

“…It’s different from the past, you should stop at the right time.”

"Master!" Zhang Lin called him.

Zhang Lin hurried in a bloody place, in the most remote and uninhabited prison in the imperial capital, and he was the master of that desolate land.

"Find Jiang Yushu's location and find the right opportunity to kill him."

"Remember! Don't leave a handle!"

Zhang Lin: "Yes, master."

If Zhang Lin is a cold-blooded and emotional robot, then Zhan Yan is the owner of the robot.

Yingjia.

Jiang Yushu was given a critical illness notice again and again, but she has not closed her eyes these days.

Until…the person on the bed finally woke up, opened his eyes, but did not respond...

The doctor came over and said, "...Mr. Jiang must have suffered serious damage to the central nervous system of the brain, resulting in a similar situation to a vegetative person, with closed facial features... I suggest it is best to go abroad for treatment. Mrs. Ying is really sorry that our hospital is powerless."
Chapter completed!