When Zhuang Wan returned to the car, she leaned on the back seat tiredly.
I didn't get a good rest last night, and now my cheeks are sore again.
Through the car window, she saw Zhuang's mother still sitting in the store, looking very happy. She still had the stacks of money in her hands, and her eyes were full of excitement.
After a while, a man walked towards the store.
Even after so many years, Zhuang Wan still recognized the other person at first sight. He was her stepfather, the man who almost violated her back then.
After being bumped into by Zhuang's mother, the other party remained calm because he believed that Zhuang's mother would not side with Zhuang Wan.
As expected, Zhuang Wan's mother gave Zhuang Wan a slap in the face that night.
"Why are you so mean? You actually seduced your stepfather at such a young age! You're not afraid of making yourself horny! Go to bed!"
Zhuang Wan didn't understand at the time why she had to be slapped and scolded by her mother after experiencing that kind of thing.
Later, when he met Fang Dong, his stepfather finally did not dare to take action anymore.
Zhuang Wan squeezed the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and even wanted to step on the accelerator and hit the man to death.
He has become fatter. From a distance, he looks like a wriggling insect. I don't know why Zhuang's mother regards such a man as her treasure.
Zhuang Wan felt a wave of nausea. She was so sick that she couldn't even drive.
She quickly got out of the car, walked to the flower bed nearby, and vomited it out.
Because she saw that man, the shadow of her childhood instantly shrouded her, making her feel dizzy.
She even wondered, when she just met her mother, had her mother also invited this man over?
Zhuang Wan felt even more nauseated in her stomach. She vomited twice, but could only spit out some yellow water because she hadn't eaten much today.
She took out a bottle of mineral water from the car and wanted to rinse her mouth, but when she was in a trance, she heard a greasy sound.
"Wanwan, it's really you. I was so far away just now that I didn't even recognize you."
The fat worm had already wormed its way to her side.
Zhuang Wan looked up and saw his greasy chin and shiny forehead, like a light bulb of several hundred watts.
Her face became even more ugly, she opened the mineral water and poured it towards the man.
"roll!"
She stared closely at the man who gave her nightmares, wanting to tear him apart.
But the man just smiled evilly and looked at her body unscrupulously.
"Wanwan has grown up and now plays games with her boyfriend. In the past, your uncle wanted to play games with you and you still cried. But every time you cried, your mother beat you so hard. Why?
Now that you have grown up, do you still want to play games with your uncle?"
Zhuang Wan was so angry that she was shaking all over. She only regretted that she didn't have a knife in her hand. She would stab the man directly.
After not seeing each other for so many years, it turns out that the resentment has only increased.
The man's body was already soaked with water, and he was ready to come over and hug Zhuang Wan.
But Mother Zhuang's voice rang out, "What are you doing?"
The man immediately retracted his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't seen Wan Wan for many years, but now that I have seen her, I came here to say hello."
Zhuang's mother's face was instantly filled with impatience.
"Zhuang Wan, why don't you leave?"
Seeing her like this, I feared that Zhuang Wan would look at her man a few more times.
Zhuang Wan only found it funny but also sad.
What's even more sad is that she actually felt miserable after being ignored by Zhuang's mother.
It turns out that money can no longer buy family affection.
She got into the car in a daze and heard the man saying to Zhuang's mother: "You should be gentler to her. The bag in your hand was still bought for you, but Wanwan has really changed a lot.
Women’s Eighteenth Change.”
"What do you want to do again? Did that little bitch say something to seduce you again?"
"No, no, honey, let's go, let's go eat noodles."
Fat Chong hugged Zhuang's mother, and the two of them walked towards the noodle shop they just visited.
Zhuang Wan watched this scene and tried to drive with trembling hands, but she had no strength in her hands.
She worked hard for a long time, but she felt as if her soul had been drained dry by something and became shriveled.
Until Sheng Mian called and asked her about recent events in the company.
Zhuang Wan could only muster up 200% of his energy.
"Mr. Sheng, everything is going well. Wen Zhao has been nominated for another award in recent days. Song Tang's script is also in progress. News of Yun Xiao's participation in Hollywood has also been revealed. She didn't rely on that picture at the beginning.
Did the photo make her debut? Now that the movie is about to be aired, she has gained nearly 10 million loyal fans, and she often does business on Weibo. Every time, she is a nine-square grid, which is considered diligent."
Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't see now and couldn't process the documents.
"Zhuang Wan, the company's affairs have been troublesome for you recently. I have some health problems and I can't read the documents for the time being."
"Okay, Mr. Sheng, you can take care of yourself in peace."
After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, feeling the wind blowing outside, she sighed slightly.
She said in the morning that she wanted to see a psychiatrist, but Fu Yancheng himself did not agree and just asked her to cultivate herself.
In fact, Sheng Mian himself was unwilling to admit that he had mental problems.
She groped her way out of the room and heard Fu Yancheng's voice coming from the study. Fu had accumulated a lot of documents recently and he was dealing with them one by one.
Sheng Mian walked in, followed the position where the sound came from, walked slowly over, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Mianmian, what's wrong?"
"Does the wound still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Are you still worried? Didn't I say it's okay? You should have a good rest in the room. Maybe you haven't slept well recently and have had nightmares."
Sheng Mian wanted to say a few words to tell him not to worry.
But suddenly a string broke in her mind. She felt Fu Yancheng's voice changing. One moment it became Mr. K's, and the next moment it was Fu Yancheng's.
