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

She said: "It's not your turn to worry about this. Zhanyan will never do anything to my eldest brother. After all...my eldest brother is also his eldest brother."

Zhuang Mingyue heard her determined tone, but she said nothing more.

I hope everything goes well and that I leave with him safely.

Even so, Zhuang Mingyue still felt a little uneasy.

When Ying Yueyao left, she actually went downstairs to get her medicine from the pharmacy. As a lesson learned from the past, this hospital was already a devil's cave, so she threw all the medicine into the trash can.

Who knows if these medicines can work properly.

Zhuang Mingyue went upstairs to visit Jiang Yushu. She was getting better.

She sat beside the hospital bed, dipped a cotton swab in some water, and applied it on his lips. She stared at Jiang Yushu, who was lifeless. He looked as if he was really dead.

I don't know how long I have been here with him, but Zhuang Mingyue has endless things to say to him.

"...Today the master gave me a scripture. He said that you will get better soon due to your good fortune."

"You've been sleeping for so long, why don't you sleep again?"

"Yu Shu, in a few months, it will snow again in the Imperial Capital..."

"I saw the words on the back of the academy's sculpture. It was my name."

When saying these words, Zhuang Mingyue's tone was choked with sobs.

"I have been talking to you these past few days, talking about everything I have experienced in the past four years. I don't know if you can hear it or not. I really want you to wake up. I want to see the Jiang Yushu of before. "

"I won't care about everything between you and Mu Nanzhu. Please wake up soon, okay?"

A tear shed by Zhuang Mingyue fell on his thin face. The hot tears fell. The person on the bed seemed to move at the moment they fell.

Listening to the footsteps entering the door, Zhuang Mingyue quickly wiped the tears from his chin, sniffed, and pretended to be nonchalant.

The bodyguard opened the door and came in: "Miss, it's time for you to go back. The president has arrived at Blossoms. Let us take you there now."

"I understand, you go wait outside first."

Zhuang Mingyue looked out the window, and the night had darkened.

I didn't expect time to pass so fast.

Zhuang Mingyue stroked his face, "I must wake up, okay?"

"When you wake up, we will go to Qingfeng Temple together to fulfill your wish."

Zhuang Mingyue exited the ward, leaving a light on and closing the door.

Get in the car and return to the place where flowers are blooming and a lamp is on in the living room.

The man was wearing black striped pajamas, with slightly damp hair, as if he had just taken a shower. He was sitting on the sofa, exuding a cold breath, and was flipping through something unknown in his hand.

Zhuang Mingyue closed the door and turned back to the room. Suddenly a cold voice sounded: "Come here."

Zhuang Mingyue ignored him.

"Come here! Didn't you hear what I said clearly?" Zhan Yan threw the things in his hands on the tea table.

Zhuang Mingyue walked over expressionlessly, "What else is there? I'm sleepy and want to rest?"

Zhan Yan looked at her with cold eyes: "You haven't had enough sleep after a whole day in the hospital?"

"I won't let you come back, and I don't know how to come back?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know what he was angry about. His questioning tone was like a parent scolding a child who came home late.

The age difference between Zhan Yan and Zhuang Mingyue is neither too big nor too small. They are about eight years older than her. They have always cared about her no matter what happened since she was a child. Even if she comes back from school and comes home an hour late, she will be careful. Ask her carefully what she has done.

Zhuang Mingyue had liked him since she was a child and confessed to him, but was rejected every time.

He said that their relationship would only be that of brother and sister.

At the beginning, she still had a disgusting attitude towards her. Even with the people of the opposite sex who appeared around Zhuang Mingyue, Zhan Yan did not allow her to approach them or have too many intimate interactions with them.

Once Zhuang Mingyue was heartbroken and wanted to forget him in another way, so Zhuang Mingyue began to contact other boys and fell in love, and it was confirmed that the relationship would last only three days.

Zhan Yan didn't know where she got the news. The boy was transferred to another school for no reason the next day and broke up with her.

Zhuang Mingyue also knew that all of this was indispensable for his intervention.

Zhuang Mingyue said with some impatience in her tone: "...Zhan Yan, you have nothing to do with the banker now, so don't keep looking after me like a guardian."

She turned around, not bothering to look at his face, and wanted to go back to the room directly.

Zhuang Mingyue moved, and Zhan Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist with one hand, "What did you do at Qingfeng Temple in the past two days?"

"Aren't you worrying too much about what else you can do when you go to the temple?" Zhuang Mingyue wanted to shake off his hand, but after trying several times without success, she sighed, "I'll go to the temple to beg you to hurry up." If you lose your possessiveness towards me, can't you let me go as soon as possible?"

"Did you bring this scripture?"

"Gifted by the host!" Zhuang Mingyue was extremely impatient with him, "I'm really tired. If you have anything to say, can you ask me all at once."

No one dared to speak like this to him, she was the first.

He is also the only person who can indulge him.

"This book is of no use to you. You don't like painting? I bought you a lot of reference books on painting and design." Zhan Yan's voice suddenly became gentle, and his eyes were not so cold. , "They were all placed in the studio."

"If you still want to go to Qingfeng Temple tomorrow, I will carry you up. Don't walk by yourself again. You are not in good health."

He held her wrist and moved downwards. His hot and generous palm grasped Zhuang Mingyue's hand and gently wrapped it in his palm.

Zhuang Mingyue broke him away and said, "...So you still feel you owe me something and want to make it up to me?"

Looking at his pretentious look, it was a bit funny. Zhuang Mingyue forced her voice and shouted at him in a low voice, "If you really feel that I owe something, just return the removed uterus to me. I want one of my own." Boy, can you do it?"

"If possible, I would be willing to stay with you and be your mistress. "

"I have never hated you. What have you done to the banker and to my father? I know you hate your father, but why do you repay all his hatred on me? I obviously didn't do anything. Wrong, where did your previous cruelty go? This is nothing like the you I know."

"In this life, I will never be able to forgive you for everything you did to me."

Zhuang Mingyue picked up the scriptures on the table and immediately rushed into the room and closed the door forcefully. She leaned against the door and held her chest and breathed hard, her heart pounding.

Everything Zhuang Mingyue just said was what she had wanted to say all along.

But he really didn't dare to look into Zhan Yan's eyes, for fear of staying in front of him for one more minute.

Zhan Yan might see her guilty conscience at any time, those eyes just now seemed to see through her.

Zhan Yan knows how to handle her very well.