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

Zhuang Mingyue was forced onto the chair. Zhan Yan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, "See? It's not poisonous."

Zhuang Mingyue didn't understand what he did. He didn't expect her to die soon, so why did he care about her life and death? He took the snacks away, and now he was serving her food. He had never been able to do these things before. made.

She didn't know if she was overly hungry, but she had no appetite now and felt a little nauseous in her stomach.

She grabbed the clothes on her body, with no big expression on her face, and looked at the used chopsticks. Even if they were not poisonous, she didn't want to eat what he sent.

She didn't believe he had such good intentions.

"I...I'm not hungry at all." Zhuang Mingyue stood up and wanted to escape, but the man behind him held his shoulders and forced him to sit down.

"You want me to feed you myself?"

"No." Zhuang Mingyue subconsciously refused without thinking.

She hesitantly reached out with a trembling hand, pulled out a tissue from the side, and wiped the chopsticks very slowly.

Zhan Yan looked at her actions with a dark face.

Zhuang Mingyue ate her meal very slowly. Zhan Yan took a comb from the bathroom and combed her hair from the back. Her hair was washed yesterday and still smelled sweet of strawberry.

Zhuang Mingyue remained frozen and did not dare to move. She just felt at a loss in his room.

After eating half of it, I drank all the chicken soup and didn't do much else.

"I'm done eating. I'm going to wash my face."

Zhan Yan didn't stop. He combed her hair over and over again as if she was addicted. "Finish."

"I can't eat anymore."

“If you can’t eat it, you have to eat it.”

Zhanyan raised his eyes and saw the person in the mirror who almost didn't have disgust written on his face. She was also holding back her disgust.

After her hair was unclogged, Zhan Yan picked out a purple hair tie from the drawer on her side and tied it behind her head. This hair tie was a gift Zhan Yan brought back to her from the sea market on her birthday. , because I don’t want to let it go all the time.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, "What on earth do you want to do?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted them a little.

Now that Zhuang Haisheng is not here, all he will bring is trouble if he angers him.

Zhuang Mingyue endured her irritation and calmly said to him: "Thank you for today's meal. I'm very full. You can go about your business and don't worry about me."

With a strange alienation in his eyes, Zhan Yan stared intently, "After eating, go downstairs and take a walk. Don't stay in the room all day."

"I see."

He was dismissed with one sentence, and the meaning of the words was nothing more than saying that there was no need for him to meddle in other people's business.

Zhuang Mingyue turned and walked to the bathroom, closed the door, her untied hair fell down, and the haggard look in her eyes could not be hidden in the bathroom mirror.

Pulling off the hair tie, the waterfall of black hair fell down, and she threw the things in her hand into the sink. Zhuang Mingyue sat on the toilet seat, trying not to let herself think wildly.

Today is Monday. She was supposed to go to school. Chen Jie, Gao Jianlou, and her former class teacher in Class [-] all had high hopes for her. But now she is hiding here and being a coward, cutting off all contact with the outside world. .

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know if anyone outside had left, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting in the bathroom, but what she was thinking in her heart at this moment was that she would never walk out of this door for the rest of her life.

If God saw that she had been miserable and humble in her previous life, and now she was living the same torment and pain as in her previous life, she wanted to change everything so much, but she still returned to the original point, unable to escape the revenge of the banquet, and she came back again What's the point?

She thought that everything she did would be able to deviate from the original track, but she found that no matter how hard she tried or how she tried to change, what was supposed to happen would still happen.

She will always live in the shadow of Zhanyan.

The sound of the doorknob being pressed made Zhuang Mingyue raise her head and meet the man's aggressive eyes. Hasn't he left yet?

Zhan Yan noticed the hair tie in the sink, and there seemed to be a storm in his eyes, but he still didn't have an attack.

"Come out by yourself or should I invite you?"

Zhuang Mingyue came out of the bathroom without saying a word.

"Took the medicine."

There were two pills on the paper towel on the table, as well as a glass of warm water.

In the past, when she was in a bad mood, she would eat one more.

It was really time for her to take medicine at this point.

"Thank you." Zhuang Mingyue picked it up and swallowed it. The water temperature was just right, so she swallowed it together.

"Go away, I want to be alone."

"I've been making trouble for so long, isn't it enough? You don't plan to go to school and keep doing this? You don't want to leave. What you want to leave is to lock yourself in the room?" Zhan Yan grabbed her hand and dragged her along. He was dragged out of the room.

"What are you doing! Let me go! Zhan Yan...let me go!" Zhuang Mingyue was dragged down the stairs directly by him, and almost fell down the stairs several times.

Before stepping downstairs, Zhuang Mingyue twisted his foot in disbelief. He didn't realize that Zhuang Mingyue was limping with bone-piercing pain. When he arrived in the hall, the servants had already started preparing lunch.

When Zhan Yan let go, Zhuang Mingyue fell to the ground without warning. Seeing this, the servants in the villa all lowered their heads and stayed away.

Zhuang Mingyue struggled to stand up, but the severe pain in her ankle made it impossible for her to stand up.

Zhan Yan noticed the redness and swelling in her area and his eyes paused.

Zhuang Mingyue watched him reach out, and she stood up as if running for her life. Regardless of her injured ankle, she pushed Zhan Yan away and limped up the stairs while holding on to her.

Zhan Yan asked Wang Mei to take a bottle of safflower oil and go upstairs.

Zhan Yan put one hand on his waist and covered his eyes with the other hand. Was he pushing too hard?

He has never felt exhausted mentally and physically towards such a person, but yet there is nothing he can do about it.

Jiang Group.

The person in charge of the Planning Department was kicked out by the General Manager's Office for an unknown number of times. The open door was full of rejected plans.

"...Jiang's group doesn't raise waste. For the last time, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer this time, all of you in the group will get out of here."

"Yes, yes...Mr. Jiang. I will change the plan right now."

Shen Feng just walked out of the elevator with a bag of medicine in his hand. These medicines... were used to control the CEO's emotions.

Ever since Miss Mingyue said those words to the CEO, the two of them have also lost contact. He has not been in contact with the Jiang family for several days.

The president has been in the company these days and has never gone back. He works overtime endlessly, and the entire company is with him.

He also hasn't had a good night's sleep for more than a week.

Shen Feng tried to call Miss Mingyue, but her phone was always turned off and the call never came through.

In fact, Miss Mingyue is right. The relationship between two people cannot tolerate a third person. Since the CEO can't let go of Miss Mingyue, he should break up with Mu Nanzhu and take Miss Mingyue back.

Shen Feng walked into the office with a rolled up drawing paper in his hand, "President, in the painting competition co-founded by the company, we received the drawing submitted by Miss Mingyue..."