The car drove out of the surveillance range, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the middle of the road. The driver braked violently, and Zhuang Mingyue leaned forward.

The driver, Uncle Wang, hurriedly greeted, "Miss Mingyue, are you okay?"

Zhuang Mingyue raised her head and saw only a person wearing short hair to her shoulders, wearing a black uniform, and a Shengshi Group work card. Her eyes looked very smart and her appearance was not too ugly.

Zhuang Mingyue watched her running over and slapped the car window. She couldn't hear her talking in the soundproofing inside the car. Zhuang Mingyue lowered the car window and had not had time to ask her what was wrong.

I heard her anxiously say, "Can Miss Zhuang borrow you for a few minutes? I have something urgent to tell you."

Driver Uncle Wang: "Miss Mingyue, the gentleman said he would not contact strangers."

Zhuang Mingyue hesitated: "What's your name?"

She: "My name is Su Xiaoxiao. You don't know me, but you must know my sister. Her name is Su Nuannuan."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Get on the car."

Driver: "Miss Mingyue..."

Zhuang Mingyue: "It doesn't matter, it's good for a while. Uncle Wang, please go down for a while."

Su Xiaoxiao got on the car from another side.

On such a cold day, Zhuang Mingyue saw her sweating profusely and brought her a bottle of water. She watched her run out of the building, but she didn't expect her to come to find her, "Don't worry, just say it slowly."

"I'm sorry, I haven't visited her for so long, is Nuannuan okay?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the delicate woman in front of her, and was stunned for a moment. Her face and hair... gave people the first impression that they were very noble.

She is really beautiful, and Su Xiaoxiao has only seen her in her cousin's photos, but she didn't expect... she is more beautiful than the one in the photos.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly came to her senses, "Sister Mingyue, you will definitely go to my sister's birthday party, right?"

"You came to me for this?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, "Yes. My sister really needs you to be there."

After hearing what she said, Zhuang Mingyue felt something happened, "Is something wrong with Nuannuan?"

Su Xiaoxiao told her with a serious expression: "..."

But fifteen minutes later, Su Xiaoxiao left because of work.

Uncle Wang saw Zhuang Mingyue's not very good face and asked a little worriedly: "Miss Mingyue, are you okay? If something happens, it would be better to discuss it with Young Master Zhan."

Zhuang Mingyue: "It's okay, go back."

Back at the Nanyuan Villa, Zhuang Mingyue returned to her room and found the invitation, looking anxious. It turned out that so many things happened in the years she had not come back.

Half an hour later, Wang Mei came upstairs with the prepared sweet soup. Seeing that there was no one in the room, she held a bowl and found her in the studio.

"Emma, ​​why did I say I couldn't find anyone? What are you doing, Miss?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I'm going to draw a painting and give her a birthday gift. This relationship is so good! What kind of birthday party is the eldest lady going to go to?"

Wang Mei: "Is this time too fast? I remember it was coming the day after tomorrow."

Zhuang Mingyue: "It's okay, it's too late, tomorrow is almost done."

This can be regarded as a matter that she promised Su Nuannuan four years ago.

Four years ago, she drew a painting for Jiangye.

After Su Nuannuan found out, she also asked her if she wanted to pass.

But she has never been able to fulfill her promise.

She drew Su Nuannuan four years ago based on her memory...

"Miss, otherwise I'd better take a break and drink the soup first, it's almost cold."

Zhuang Mingyue said without raising her head, "Let's leave it for now."

Seeing that she was serious about painting, Wang Mei did not disturb her anymore. She closed the door and left her a private space.

After a few hours, when the servant prepared the meal and Wang Mei went to call someone again, Zhuang Mingyue sent her away with a simple sentence.

Seeing the sweet soup that was still on the side, Wang Mei shook her head and silently brought the soup out.

It was exactly six:30, and today's banquet was early than before.

Rolls-Royce high beams flashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tires made a sound.

Zhan Yan held the child with one hand and bent down from the car exhausted. There was a wet mark on the striped dark shirt visible on his body.

When he walked into the entrance, the servant was about to take the cold dishes back and heat them up.

"Has she eaten?"

Hearing the sound of Zhan Banquet, the servant almost didn't even serve the dishes. She said: "Master Zhan, Miss Mingyue was in the studio when she came back from outside. Aunt Wang went upstairs and called him once. Miss Mingyue had not yet come down, and I was about to heat up these dishes."

"Yeah." Zhan Yan narrowed his eyebrows and his face turned gloomy.

The servant quickly took the food to the kitchen.

Xiao Xingxing cried all the way, and now she was sleeping peacefully on Zhan Yan's shoulder. Zhan Yan carried the child upstairs and pushed open the door of the studio. She saw that Zhuang Mingyue's clothes were messed up by paints, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the room.

"When will you still draw?" Zhan Yan's voice was cold and he sounded a little angry.

Zhuang Mingyue turned her head slightly and fell down her hairpin. Her long hair was scattered in a mess. She looked sideways, "It'll be fine in a while."

"I'll pack you up for ten minutes and go downstairs to have dinner with me, otherwise I'll remove all the materials in the studio tomorrow."

After a word, the banquet had already left.

The room in the room threw the child directly on the bed, turned around and took off his clothes, took a shower, changed into a shirt worth tens of thousands of yuan, and threw away the trash can without mercy.

After Zhuang Mingyue repeatedly measured it, she decided to go downstairs to have a meal.

Zhuang Mingyue walked to the baby room and looked at the child first. Xiao Xingxing just woke up. When she saw Zhuang Mingyue reaching out to let her hug her. As soon as she picked it up, she found that the child's pants were all wet.

How did he take care of the children?

Zhuang Mingyue took him to the next room to change the dirty clothes and took him a bath. After the show, he happened to come out. Zhuang Mingyue was busy finding clothes for the children to put on.

"You don't care if he wet his pants?"

"I'm back to pee."

“What does it taste?”

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the smell and saw a piece of clothing thrown in the trash can. She pursed her lips. After hesitating for a while, she said, "Let me leave the child to Aunt Wang in the future. She has more experience in seeing the child."

Being a child’s ‘parent’ is not qualified parents.

After changing her clothes, the child kept sticking to her. Zhuang Mingyue held the child and went downstairs with her.

The unhappiness at noon today made Zhuang Mingyue turn back to his previous coldness and alienate him.

She didn't eat anything at noon, so she picked up a lot of dishes for her at the evening banquet, and witnessed her finishing all of them.

The two of them did not talk at the dining table, and were eating quietly. Apart from the Chanban, she only responded to a few words.
Chapter completed!