"I didn't say, but the voice doesn't sound very old. It should be a young lady from some family."

Zhuang Mingyue had always been used to living alone and was not good at socializing with others. Wang Mei did not dare to agree to the invitation and said she would let him know.

Zhuang Mingyue opened the invitation and glanced at it. Without looking at the name below, she could already tell from the handwriting that it was Su Nuannuan's calligraphy.

After all these years, her handwriting is still the same...

Birthday party?

Zhanyan walked in from outside, "Want to go? I'll accompany you."

"Let's talk about it then." Zhuang Mingyue put down the golden invitation in her hand and looked at the time. It was a week later.

It seems that Xu Yan is also back. No one except Xu Yan knows about her return to China.

Zhuang Mingyue returned to the room and changed out of her black dress.

She could rest assured that Aunt Wang would take care of the child again, but sleepiness came over her, so Zhuang Mingyue lay on the bed and rested for a while.

She didn't even know when Zhan Yan went to bed...

She slept soundly.

I slept until it got dark.

Zhan Yan woke up first and glanced sideways at the woman who was still sleeping. He stretched out his hand to cover her with a quilt and moved gently before leaving. After closing the door, the servant appeared in the corridor: "Zhan Yan, dinner is ready.

It’s time to eat.”

Zhan Yan buttoned up his pajamas and said, "Wait a moment."

Zhuang Mingyue had a long dream. She dreamed of a fire. She was tied to a stool. She looked at the raging fire, burning her skin bit by bit. The escape door, the banquet with

Song Qiqi, who was holding the child, threw her into the fire and turned around and left ruthlessly.

No matter how she screamed, no one heard her voice. She was desperate and helpless. She could only watch the fire, burning her beyond recognition...

But she...is not sick,

The pain from the heart was too strong. Zhuang Mingyue opened her eyes and woke up with hazy eyes. Tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes and wet the hair around her ears. In the dim room, she only turned on the lamp next to the bedside table. Zhan Yan was sitting there.

Beside the bed, he reached out his hand and gently wiped away her tears.

Seeing the person who woke up, Zhan Yan said in a gentle tone, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't speak, but stared at him for a long time.

When he loves, he can put the most precious things in the world in front of you with his hands and speak sweet words of love. When he doesn't love, he can push a person to a desperate situation.

Zhuang Mingyue clearly understood that all the tenderness he gave was just an illusion...

Zhuang Mingyue woke up in time when she almost fell into his deep eyes.

"I'm fine." Zhuang Mingyue quickly changed the subject, "I'm going to see the child." She sat up on the bed and was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, when suddenly...a strong force grabbed her wrist.

, Zhan Yan hugged the person in front of him without much effort, "...What should I do to make it feel better?"

"Give you a bite to let off steam? Huh?"

Zhan Yan didn't like it, she looked like she was going to die.

She didn't like it, so she kept all her emotions in her heart.

I don't know, it was his words that triggered Zhuang Mingyue's emotional switch.

Zhuang Mingyue's tears suddenly poured out like a flood, overturning everything and collapsing it into a complete mess.

Her cries were suppressed and made no sound.

Zhan Yan felt the tears on his shoulders and a sharp pain.

Zhuang Mingyue's bite was very hard. Even if she tasted the smell of blood, she did not let go. Zhan Yan gently stroked her trembling body and comforted her.

"Twenty years ago, Zhuang Haisheng sponsored a female college student named Jiang Xue. Her name was Jiang Xue... She was Jiang Man's sister. After Jiang Xue graduated from college, she was planning to marry her boyfriend. On the night of the wedding, Zhuang Haisheng insulted her.

Later...Jiang Xue couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off the building."

"What Jiang Man did was just to avenge Jiang Xue."

"Mingyue... I know you have hatred in your heart, and Jiang Man doesn't..."

"Killing for life is a matter of course."

"There are some things... Brother doesn't tell you because he doesn't want the world you know to be contaminated by filth."

"Zhuang Haisheng is unclean, and so am I..."

She wants to live a clean life.

She knows, these...she has always known.

Zhuang Haisheng has never been a good person. At school, her classmates bullied her, beat her, and insulted her...

Zhuang Mingyue didn't dare to speak out and let herself be bullied because...she was Zhuang Haisheng's daughter.

She even told him her own affairs.

Zhuang Haisheng never cared.

He would just let her endure it and make her less troublesome at school.

So... Zhuang Mingyue could only swallow his anger.

Zhuang Mingyue slowly relaxed her mouth, her lips were stained red with blood, and there were obvious blood stains on the dark stripes.

"He suffered retribution and died, what about you? Why don't you die?"

"Those people you hurt, why are you still alive?"

"He deserves to die, and so do you!"

The emotion was so intense that a teardrop hanging from the long eyelashes fell down.

Zhan Yan stared deeply at her lips, which were stained with blood. They were coquettish and full of temptation, and her wet eyes made people pity her.

Zhan Yan wiped away the blood on Zhuang Mingyue's lips, inserted his other finger into her long hair, clasped the back of her head, hugged her tightly, feeling each other's warmth, "I won't die, Mingyue... I also want to accompany her.

Please live a good life, brother."

"I don't want to be with you in this life."

"One day, you will understand."

"I don't want to understand, I don't want to understand in this life. Why is it me? Why...all the injuries are retributive on me. It's obvious that I did nothing wrong. Why! Do you want me to bear all this pain?"

Zhan Yan's hatred for Zhuang Haisheng was retaliated on her, Xu Zekai was...even Wu Ma, whom she regarded as a relative.

One by one, they forced her into a desperate situation and drugged her...

It was the same in the previous life, and it will be the same in this life...

She has tried very hard to change everything.

Why is this still the case?

Zhanyan held her in his arms and remained motionless for more than an hour. The stiffness and numbness of her arms and limbs were nothing compared to her depression that had not fully healed.

From now on, he will make up for the mistakes he made in the past... little by little.

Zhuang Mingyue's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She had a banquet for dinner and asked the servant to cook some porridge and bring it to the room.

In the unlit study room, there was only a desk lamp.

The man's upper body was naked, and there were clear teeth marks on his left shoulder, which were pitted and stained with blood. Now the blood had dried and scabbed. In addition to the new wounds, there were also several shocking scars.

What a ruthless mouth!

Zhan Yan didn't feel the pain at all and applied some iodine to the wound to disinfect it.

The wound is not small and can easily become infected.

After treating the wound, putting on clothes, and walking into the bedroom, Zhuang Mingyue was coaxing the child...
Chapter completed!