At twelve o'clock in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by a muffled thunder.

A huge sound resounded throughout the Nanyuan Villa, and Xiao Xingxing was frightened and cried.

Zhuang Mingyue patted his back, finally coaxed the child well, and then replaced the wet bed sheets and threw them into the frame of the dirty laundry basket.

The thunder outside stopped at some point.

Zhuang Mingyue had to take him to the study room where the banquet was held. In the past few months, Xiao Xingxing has gained a lot of weight. She has not been hugged for a long time and has a little soreness in her hands. She can only sit on the sofa and use a small toy toy to make him happy.

It’s okay in the study, but as soon as you walk out, tears will come out.

Zhuang Mingyue gently tapped the little guy's nose with his finger, "Little Xingxing, are you so afraid of thunder?"

“Ma…Mama…”

Zhuang Mingyue did not respond.

“Mom…”

“…”

"Ah, ma...ma..."

Zhuang Mingyue watched him yawn, and moved to carry him up and prepare to go back to the room to sleep. At this moment, when he heard the movement from outside the door, a high beam flashed. Zhuang Mingyue turned off the lights in the study and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

Xu Zekai looked up at the location upstairs, and tried hard to take the drunken person out of the car, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and threw the person on the sofa without mercy, and even laughed at him, "Just drink with me with this little alcohol? No wonder you can make Song Qiuqiu succeed."

Xu Zekai looked at the corridor, without any extra stop, put down the key in his hand and left the villa directly.

Just as he got into the car, he sat in the driver's seat and just put on his seat belt, he heard the phone ringing. He looked at the strange call on his phone and was about to be hung up until Yu Guang saw the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the villa, Zhuang Mingyue stood there holding the phone in his hand and put it in his ear.

Xu Zekai pressed and picked up, "It's rare that you will call me."

Zhuang Mingyue was wearing thin pajamas, with a cold expression and a faint tone: "Does your words count?"

Xu Zekai said with almost no hesitation: "I have always calculated it, no matter what I do."

"Okay...I want you to help me..."

After hearing this, Xu Zekai agreed, "As long as you speak, I will help you."

"These days..." Are you okay?

After getting his answer, Zhuang Mingyue did not communicate too much and hung up the phone directly.

Xu Zekai's voice also came to an abrupt end.

When he returned to the room, Zhuang Mingyue pulled the curtains up. Xu Zekai's mouth curled the smile lightly, then he looked away. He stepped on the accelerator and left the villa despite another call that kept calling.

Not long after Zhuang Mingyue went to bed, she was about to fall asleep when she suddenly heard the sound of unsteady walking outside the door of the room.

At the next moment, the door of the room was opened, and a figure came over, fell on the bed, hugging her tightly. Zhuang Mingyue opened her closed eyes, staring at the corner of the dark wall without any light.

“…Why, I never call me.”

Zhuang Mingyue felt the extraordinary hot body temperature on his body and the biting smell of wine. Zhuang Mingyue kept her posture and did not move around, but said in a very light voice: "Little Xingxing just slept, don't disturb her."

The alcohol was in trouble, and Zhanyan seemed to have his head on, restless hands lifted up her skirt and kept reaching out to test.

Zhuang Mingyue's voice was a little emotional. She grabbed his hand and said, "Show the banquet! It's too late now, I want to rest."

The movements in his hands did not stop, but instead became more and more unscrupulous with the alcohol.

The next second his kiss fell down again, kissing her.

Zhuang Mingyue frowned and frowned, enduring his invasion. She knew that no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape. What could she do if she struggled?

The banquet was crazy and restrained, and Zhuang Mingyue was like a fish that had been salvaged, floating in the sea, with the feeling of being killed and having a younger life.

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and was hit by him again and again.

Until dawn.

After the exercise, I was sweating profusely and woke up.

He picked up Zhuang Mingyue, who had no strength at all, walked to the bathroom to clean it, and then took her back to the room to rest.

Zhan Yan looked at the woman beside her in the darkness, and his fingers were scratching her eyebrows.

One day, I will let you stay by my side willingly.

Don't imagine that you can escape again.

"This time... there will be no Song Qiuqiu anymore, only us."

"Even if there are no children between us."

In the darkness, the man's low voice was clearly ringing in the room. Zhuang Mingyue didn't hear it clearly, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

When Zhuang Mingyue woke up, it was already noon.

The little stars beside him were gone.

She endured the soreness on her body and sat up. The areas on her pajamas that could not be covered by her chest were traces left by the man last night.

But a few minutes later, Wang Mei knocked on the door, "Miss, are you awake?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Come in."

Wang Mei pushed the door open and saw the person on the bed. This... Master Zhan was so fierce yesterday that he tossed the person into this way.

I finally recovered.

Wang Mei walked into the room, afraid that the cold wind would come in, so she quickly closed the door, found a warm shawl from the wardrobe, and wrapped Zhuang Mingyue.

"This is too unpredictable. If you feel uncomfortable, say it, Miss. I'll contact the doctor now."

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "No need, I'll take a break."

She asked, "Where is the child?"

Wang Mei said: "Young Master Zhan has gone out early, and the child is in the next baby room. I also asked me to ton of chicken soup to replenish your body."

Zhuang Mingyue lay on the bed with her eyes closed. She had no appetite now and could not eat anything.

"I understand, you go out first, I want to take a break."

Wang Mei looked at her worriedly, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, don't force yourself alone."

"Yes." Zhuang Mingyue seemed to be weak in speaking now.

After Wang Mei left, Zhuang Mingyue sat for more than half an hour before putting on her clothes. She went to Zhuang Haisheng's study on the second floor and found all the photos of her mother.

The photos that have not moved for a long time have accumulated dust on them.

Sitting on the carpet and wiping it bit by bit.

Zhuang Mingyue sat on the ground in a daze, and the servant suddenly walked in rashly, "Madam, the gentleman said on the phone that he would come back for lunch."

"Yes." Zhuang Mingyue didn't care whether he came back or not, so he carefully wiped the picture album in his hand.

Zhuang Mingyue wore a simple long dress and warm leggings. When she raised her head, it was already snowing outside the window.

Slices of snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell down, fell on the ground, and melted quickly.

"Mom... You stayed here for me, and suffered pain alone... Now... I also seem to understand what it feels like to be like this dark day."
Chapter completed!