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

Ying Jingya drank the black tea served by her assistant in an elegant manner, "I heard that Zhuang Mingyue came back and you kicked Yaoyao out of Nanyuan Villa?"

"When I handed Yaoyao over to you, was this how you treated her?"

"To be able to sit in this position, don't forget who helped you back then."

Zhan Yan walked straight to the desk and dropped the documents in his hands on the table. "Zhan will bear in mind what Mrs. Ying said. Naturally, he will not be ungrateful."

"But... I don't think Mrs. Ying came here to talk about this."

Zhan Yan sat in his seat, with his well-jointed fingers tugging on his tie, with a comfortable posture.

Ying Jingya sneered: "Mrs. Ying on one side and Mrs. Ying on the other. As the son-in-law of the Ying family, how can you be so disrespectful? Now you should change your name and call me mom!"

As she spoke, Ying Jingya put down the tea cup in her hand, stood up, walked to the banquet, and took out a red gold invitation card, "I drew this up as a list of guests for the banquet in a month."

Zhan Yan smiled proudly, picked up the list, opened it, and saw that the first name at the top was 'Zhuang Mingyue'.

Zhan Yan closed his hand with a 'snap' sound, "...Zhan thought Mrs. Ying would be a smart person."

The expression on Ying Jingya's face turned a few degrees colder, "Zhan, after four years of delay, it's time to fulfill your promise back then. Don't forget that we signed an agreement."

"Things are no longer what they used to be. Do you think those so-called agreements are still useful to me?"

Ying Jingya slapped her palm on the table, "You want to go back on your promise to marry Yaoyao!"

"Zhan! Yaoyao's thoughts have been on you for five years. Even a dog should be mature by now. Who would waste seven years on a person? I regard her as the apple of my eye, how could you let her go? Let her down!"

Zhan Yan crossed his legs, took out a stick and lit it, exhaled a mouthful of white mist and asked, "What do you think Mrs. Ying should do for me?"

A cold look flashed in Ying Jingya's eyes, and she said aggressively: "There is only one choice in front of you, then marry her and tell the entire imperial capital that my daughter, Ying Jingya, is the wife of Shengshi Group."

Zhan Yan's deep voice laughed happily, and his arrogance was full of disdain. "Zhan will naturally keep his promise. Don't forget to write the Jiang family's name on the list when the time comes."

Ying Jingya paused, but couldn't say a word.

The Jiang family...is there still a Jiang family in the imperial capital today?

Giving a banquet is like killing people and killing people.

Every sentence pokes your heart.

Ying Jingya got off the elevator and left. Outside the company door, knowing the identity of the lady, the front desk staff bowed thirty degrees and said, "Mrs. Ying, walk slowly!"

Ying Yueyao opened the door behind the passenger seat and asked her impatiently, "Mom, how's it going? Did he... not agree?"

"He dares not to marry? Don't forget that we still have the leverage. If he dares to go back on his words, let's see how I deal with him."

She... thought that Zhanyan would go back on her word after getting Zhuang Mingyue back!

Ying Yueyao was not unaware of the relationship between them. It was not as simple as outsiders thought.

Her existence was more than just a thorn in Ying Yueyao's heart.

Engaged for four years, Zhan Yan has never touched her.

In the French hospital, Ying Yueyao saw Zhuang Mingyue, lying on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital uniform, with traces of ambiguity under the collar.

She was not a fool, and she could guess with just a few clicks that they had done something scandalous.

Not long after Ying Jingya left, Zhan Yan received a call from Nanyuan Villa.

Zhan Yan frowned and his voice deepened, "Bring her to the company first."

"It's the president."

In Nanyuan Villa, Zhuang Mingyue watched the bodyguard hang up the phone and asked urgently, "How is it?"

The bodyguard said: "The president has ordered us to bring the eldest lady to the company. We have other orders."

Zhuang Mingyue was wearing a long black dress, with a frown on her pretty face, "I just..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhuang Mingyue's cell phone rang. Looking at the caller, Zhuang Mingyue hesitated, picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and said angrily, "You agreed to give me three days, now the time is not yet."

"If you want to pay homage to her, come to the company first and wait for me to finish the meeting. I will accompany you there in the afternoon."

"I don't need you to accompany me, I can go alone."

"Either don't go, or I'll accompany you, it's your choice!" His voice turned cold instantly.

Does she have any choice?

Zhuang Mingyue compromised: "I'll wait for you in the company downstairs."

She also didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

The weather that was originally sunny in the morning suddenly turned dark in the afternoon. Looking at the foggy sky, it seemed that there would be a heavy rain in the evening. Just in case, Zhuang Mingyue prepared an umbrella.

The bodyguard drove the car with Zhuang Mingyue sitting in the rear passenger seat. Mo Yue drove for nearly an hour before arriving at the downstairs of the Shengshi Group Building.

Zhuang Mingyue was sitting in the car, holding a bouquet of platycodon flowers in her hands. Its meaning is: eternal love.

Legend has it that the blooming of platycodon flowers represents the return of happiness. When happiness comes again, some people can catch it, but some people are destined to miss it and cannot catch it.

When I was a child, there was a large field of platycodon flowers planted in the villa garden. Wu Ma said that her mother had planted them before, but she didn’t know why those flowers withered overnight.

Zhuang Mingyue was a little impatient in waiting. When she looked up, she could barely see the top floor of the building.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, I saw someone walking out of the building.

Zhuang Mingyue looked away with a calm expression because they would not see each other in these three days.

Zhan Yan got in the car, put his arms around her waist, and smelled the fragrance on her body that he had not smelled for many years, just like before, "I made a reservation at the restaurant tonight."

Zhuang Mingyue looked expressionless and did not respond to his words: "Let's go! It might rain later."

The car started.

Zhan Yan noticed the long black dress she was wearing. Deep in his mind, he thought of a person.

After more than twenty years, Zhan Yan only had a vague outline of her. She had to admit that that person's appearance was unique in the world, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he would captivate a country.

Driving on the winding mountain road, they soon reached the foot of the mountain.

You need to walk the rest of the way by yourself.

She still remembered the location of the cemetery. When she reached the halfway point of the mountain, Zhuang Mingyue was already covered in cold sweat, her steps were shaky, and her body was not feeling right. She could walk there in ten minutes, but it took Zhuang Mingyue half an hour. If she continued like this, It will get dark soon.

"Am I carrying you?" Seeing that she was exhausted, Zhan Yan immediately supported her, frowned, held her face, and wiped her sweat, "Why are your hands so cold? Is there something wrong? ?”

"Maybe I'm wearing less clothes. I'm fine. Just keep walking, otherwise it will be too late."

Zhan Yan took off his suit and put her clothes on, then directly lifted her up. His pace was steady and he walked very fast. Zhuang Mingyue didn't feel any bumps.

Zhuang Mingyue was not struggling, and she indeed did not have any strength to take a step.

Here they are.

Zhan Yan put her down.

Zhuang Mingyue looked around the cemetery. It was clean. There was even a bouquet of the same flowers as hers placed in front of the tombstone. She stared at the banquet in surprise, "Have you been here?"

No, it definitely can’t be a banquet!

She knows him!

Zhan Yan will not do anything that has nothing to do with him.

Who could it be?