Rebirth of the Crazy Wife: Abusing her Dominant Ex-husband

Ying Yueyao was drunk, so Zhanyan threw her in the box. Then someone from the store's waiter would send her back. With her status, even staying there for one night was not a big deal.

Zhuang Mingyue leaned on the car seat, dizzy and unable to raise her strength. After only three drinks, she became so drunk. She didn't intend to drink it at first, but the rice wine with hanging flowers was too fragrant, and she couldn't help but drink it. After a few more drinks, if she wasn't wary of him, she would probably drink like Ying Yueyao.

She opened the car window a little, trying to sober up and dissipate the smell of alcohol from her body, but after a while, it was closed again.

"What are you doing! Open the car window, open it quickly...open..." His hand slapped the car window, and the sound sounded like it was mixed with cotton candy, sweet and soft.

"Don't make trouble and sit down."

"You're so annoying! You don't even open the windows. You're such a stingy guy. If you don't want to drive, you won't drive. I won't take your car next time."

Zhuang Mingyue hugged her legs, curled up, buried her face in her arms, and fell silent instantly.

Zhan Yan's eyes fell on the person beside him. Was he losing his temper?

When did losing one's temper become so peaceful? Where did the fierce and arrogant temperament go?

"It's cold outside, you'll catch a cold if you blow the wind." His words were a rare expression of tenderness and concern.

The muffled voice rang out, "I won't believe your nonsense about caring about people, you will only hurt me."

"The person I hate the most...is you."

"No one will be nice to me except Yushu..."

After finishing her words, Zhuang Mingyue leaned forward hard and stared confusedly, "Why did you stop?"

"What did you say?" The voice sounded like a sudden burst of ice, and waves of cold air surrounded her.

Facing the sharp eyes of those dangerous falcons, the chord in Zhuang Mingyue's mind immediately tightened, and no matter how drunk she was, she quickly sobered up.

Only then did Zhuang Mingyue realize how dangerous her speech was. The car stopped on the side of the road and she was surrounded by danger.

"Hug... I'm sorry, I'm drunk..." She didn't know why she apologized. Maybe she was too scared. Before Zhuang Mingyue made his next move, she quickly said: "It's so late, you... There’s no need to take me back, I can just take a taxi myself.”

She went to lock the car door, but no matter how many times she opened it, the door would never open.

"You fell in love so quickly? When are you going to change your mind and see the problem of loving someone else?" Zhan Yan's words hit the nail on the head and didn't give her any face at all.

Zhuang Mingyue gave up the idea of ​​getting out of the car, her closed eyes trembled, and she lowered her head not knowing how to answer his words.

In his eyes, that's the kind of person she is anyway. She likes whoever treats her well.

But Jiang Yushu was really different. He was kind to her without any use, it was pure love.

Zhuang Mingyue's love for him was the love between friends, without any affection between men and women.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out and was pulled by a strong force. His back seemed to be pressed against a wall. His body was very hot. Zhuang Mingyue was so frightened that he stiffened and did not dare to move. "What are you doing! Let go!" Drive me!" There was panic that could not be concealed in his voice.

"Answer me." Warm breath spread on her neck.

Zhuang Mingyue said sarcastically: "You misunderstood! Yushu and I are just ordinary friends, not what you think."

Resisting the urge to push him away, she clenched the hands on her sides tightly. After so many things happened, Zhuang Mingyue's resistance to Zhan Yan in her heart became stronger day by day.

"Really? I thought you didn't like your brother because you were so quick to fall in love with someone else." Zhan Yan's hand passed through her waist, and her body got closer to him.

Zhuang Mingyue grabbed his wrist and said in a cold voice: "Let's go back quickly! Sister Yu Shu, I'm still at home waiting for you to go back... I'm sleepy too and want to go back and rest."

The next moment, Zhan Yan suddenly pinched both sides of her cheeks and leaned over her ears, as if a devil was whispering in her ears: "You are still young and don't know what liking is. If Mingyue wants to talk, I won't stop you from falling in love, I... can also help you find a better one."

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes. Now was not the time to break up with him, so she suppressed the anger in her heart.

"I...I see."

It seems that she really can't drink a little bit of wine in the future. If she pours three glasses of wine, she doesn't know what she will say to dissatisfy him.

This time Zhuang Mingyue was completely awake.

Along the way, she was very quiet and didn't dare to speak anymore.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I got home.

The hall was dark. Zhuang Mingyue followed Zhanyan slowly into the entrance hall, touched the light on the wall, turned on the light, and the room suddenly became bright.

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to go upstairs quickly, but suddenly, the man behind him spoke: "Go cook some noodles."

Zhuang Mingyue, who was about to step onto the stairs, heard such a rude request.

"I...I'll call Aunt Wang."

"Don't you understand me?" Zhan Yan sat on the sofa, leaning back, looking a little uncomfortable.

Zhuang Mingyue turned around slowly. Looking at his appearance, she knew that he must have had a stomach problem again. He was afraid of the cold and drinking on an empty stomach when socializing. They were all old problems. He ate so much seafood and hairy crabs tonight. …It’s strange that it doesn’t hurt.

Zhuang Mingyue seemed to accept her fate, turned around and walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked at what other ingredients there were. It was already so late, and Zhuang Mingyue didn't want to waste time here. She was really sleepy.

Obviously he could go back, but he still had to come back here. Recently, he appeared at home more and more often. Zhuang Mingyue couldn't understand the meaning of him moving out.

Zhuang Mingyue wished she could not see him for five days.

Washing the pot, boiling water, chopping vegetables, and the noodles were the remaining handmade noodles. She only cooked one serving.

After the noodles were taken out of the pot, he put them on the dining table, took another pair of chopsticks and put them away, "The noodles are ready, I'm going to rest."

Zhuang Mingyue took her cup of hot milk and dragged herself back to the room tiredly.

Before she left, she asked Wang Mei to install a new door lock. It was already installed. She directly locked the lock inside the door tightly so that no outsiders could open her room door.

Walking to the cloakroom, she opened the closet and found her black dress in her closet. Zhuang Mingyue took it out and took a look. The fabric was smooth and there was a familiar smell of washed fragrance. She thought of Aunt Wang this morning. Did she misunderstand the frame of dirty clothes she was holding in her hand?

But she clearly remembered that the door was locked. If it was not ruled out that Zhan Yan had entered her room, Aunt Wang might have taken the clothes for washing.

In fact, no wonder I misunderstood him!

It is obvious that Zhan Yantai has no sense of distance between men and women.

He casually sneaked into her room and told her to change the habit of loving each other.

Oh, why don't you change his bad habits?

It's really disgusting!