Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

"Even if you leave, you will never get rid of your future identity as Mrs. Jiang."

"Don't you understand yet? What you have to fulfill is not our marriage contract at all, but your responsibility as a man. Maybe we are really not suitable to be together. I wish you happiness."

Zhuang Mingyue brushed off his hand and said, "I lost my engagement ring. I will pay you back the money slowly."

"Sorry...I really should go."

"No, Mingyue!" As soon as Jiang Yushu took a step, severe pain in his legs made him fall to his knees.

"Young Master..."

"Yushu..." Mu Nanzhu also walked out after seeing this.

"Dad~"

Everyone rushed forward, but Zhuang Mingyue turned around and left resolutely, but they did not know that Zhuang Mingyue's departure would be a long-lasting goodbye...

At that time, the Jiang family had already changed.

Zhuang Mingyue embarked on the journey back to Paris. Once she left this time, she didn't know when she would come back.

Maybe...she won't come back.

Bai Yushu was in a car accident. Fortunately, he didn't suffer much internal injuries. He only had some minor fractures in his legs. He needed to rest in bed for more than a month before he could get out of bed and walk.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Zhan Yan learned that Zhuang Mingyue had left Nanyuan Villa.

A black Audi car was driving on the road at full speed. With the accelerator pressed to the bottom, it arrived at the Imperial Capital International Airport as quickly as possible.

When Zhanyan dialed the same number over and over again, from the initial dialing and hanging up, to the last one where no one answered and the phone was turned off.

Zhanyan asked the staff, "What time is the fastest flight to Paris."

Staff: "The plane took off just 2 minutes ago, and the fastest flight is 01:30 pm."

If her choice to be with Jiang Yushu was wrong from the beginning and the outcome between her and Zhan Yan could not be changed, then this time, the worst possible outcome would be to start over again...

No one thought that Zhuang Mingyue's departure would make it impossible for anyone to find a trace.

After the summer vacation, the test results came out.

Zhuang Mingyue's grades in all subjects were A+, ranking first, followed by Xu Yan's second.

When they saw Zhuang Mingyue in first place, all the students in Diyun were shocked. That was Xu Yan, who was taking the exam, and he actually came in second.

When many people inquired, they only got one piece of news: Zhuang Mingyue had gone abroad.

And... no one can find any news about her...

It's like the world has evaporated.

Even if it is a familiar mobile phone number, from the initial shutdown, to logout, and then... this number has a new owner.

Time can smooth out everything, even all the memories about a person.

As time goes by, a person's appearance, voice... will slowly fade in my mind until her outline completely disappears, and I can't remember her original appearance.

Every month after Zhuang Mingyue left, Jiang Yushu would walk back and forth to the places she had walked before, repeating it countless times every day, going to the art exhibition hall and the college library that she had visited once...

He sent people all over the world to look for her traces. As long as there was news about her, he would stay there for a long time...

Four years is neither long nor short.

For Zhuang Mingyue, it was just a matter of passing by with the wind, and in a blink of an eye...

July 2005

luxembourg gardens

Under the Statue of Liberty on a pond, many graduating students are studying.

"Yue, if you submit this painting to the competition, you will definitely win a prize."

The autumn wind blew the short hair on the shoulders, and the golden beams of light hit the fair and translucent side face. There was a silver necklace on the swan-like neck. Zhuang Mingyue held a sketch pen in her hand and lifted the long hair hanging from her ears. Hair, tied behind the ears.

"…thanks."

In the past four long years, Zhuang Mingyue, who is already 24 years old, has lost her virginity as a girl and has become more mature and steady. Every frown and smile is filled with the unique charm of a woman.

The woman with long blond hair on the side shook her head in distress, "I will definitely not be able to complete the graduation album this time. If graduation is delayed, I will be really disappointed."

"Professor Xu is so happy to have a student like you."

"I have won so many awards over the years, unlike me..."

Zhuang Mingyue said words of encouragement to her, "Aisha, if you study harder, you will definitely do it."

Returning to the academy in the afternoon, Zhuang Mingyue took the five paintings he was most satisfied with and handed them in as graduation homework. There will be awards for the selected paintings this time, and the first place will also receive a large bonus, and even a small sum of money. A very good job.

The graduation ceremony ended and graduation photos were taken.

Instead of rushing to find a job, I went back to work in a coffee shop.

Lira, who put on work clothes and came to work with her, ran towards her excitedly with a newspaper in her hand. She would only smile like this except when she overcharged the customers' tips.

"Yue, let me show you a man. He is the first Chinese man to appear in the French newspaper Le Monde."

It's not that Zhuang Mingyue doesn't know that she is a nymphomaniac.

How handsome does the other person have to be for her to be starry-eyed?

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue has not paid attention to domestic news for many years. Most of the news she learned was from people's mouths.

"Really? Remember to congratulate me too."

"Yue, you are so cold. If you look at him, you will definitely be fascinated by him."

"Lila, men can't help us escape poverty. It's time for you to calm down and go to work."

Zhuang Mingyue tied up her hair in a ponytail and tied it up with a shelf. Lila excitedly showed her the person on the cover of the magazine, "That's him. Using your Chinese name, his name is..."

"Exhibition banquet!"

Lila said his name in blunt Chinese.

The moment Zhuang Mingyue saw him, the phone in her hand fell to the ground, her eyes stunned.

Because the man in the newspaper is none other than Zhanyan.

The man in the black and white picture in the newspaper has handsome and deep features, unchanged from those many years ago.

He still looked ascetic and charming at first glance, with a decent black suit that complemented the man's slender figure, but his eyes were more sinister, with a hint of arrogance in his sharpness. His silhouette was enough to make countless women fascinated.

Compared to four years ago, Zhan Yan, who is now 32, has a successful career and outstanding talents.

Just like in his previous life, he created his business company and became an upstart in the imperial capital in one fell swoop.

He was even more dazzling than when she left.

He still lived like the same banquet as in his previous life.

The only thing that has changed is that this time, she will no longer be by his side...

In fact, this was not the first time Zhuang Mingyue heard news about the banquet.

The first time was in 2005, when the global financial crisis broke out. A large number of companies across the country closed down, and nearly hundreds of millions of people faced unemployment.

But in that year, Zhanyan's name suddenly appeared inadvertently...