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

When Zhan Yan woke up, he didn't see Zhuang Mingyue, and he guessed that she had gone to the hospital, and there were bodyguards around her. She couldn't escape, so she went back to the company first. He still had something to do.

Stepping into the company and the president's office, Zhan Yan saw Song Qiqi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, sitting in his seat.

"Now you don't hide it at all. In the past, you would never blatantly put Zhuang Mingyue's photo on your desk." Song Qiqi cut off her long, wavy hair, and the short hair was just vertical on her shoulders.

A woman has two difficult decisions to make in her life. The first is to give up a man she doesn't love, and the other... is to cut off the long hair that she has had for more than ten years.

Zhan Yan didn't seem surprised by Song Qiqi's appearance. He raised his hand and looked at the time, "...Tell me your decision in three minutes."

Song Qiqi took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit it and sat back. The smoke covered her face. Song Qiqi had lost a lot of weight after disappearing for the past few days, even if her face was covered with a thick layer of cigarettes. Even the thick foundation couldn't cover up her haggardness.

"I personally sent you to this position, Zhan Yan... Is this how you repay me?"

"While marrying Ying Yueyao, you are also supporting Zhuang Mingyue." Song Qiqi smiled, "You really have a deep love for her."

For her, there is nothing Zhanyan can't do.

Song Qiqi had seen it with her own eyes, and Zhan Yan knew what Zhuang Mingyue looked like after her death.

Now that I think about it, all the stupid actions he did in his previous life are ridiculous.

Zhanyan: "One minute left."

Song Qiqi finished smoking the cigarette in her hand, stood up, walked to him, and put the banquet against the table as if she were a guest. She played with the tie in her hand. This blue was not her favorite color, "One more Not more, one less is more, but she is just Ying Yueyao, she is not enough for me to care about."

"I am just like you. I have enough patience to get someone. In addition to my body, I also have your heart."

"You have been at the banker for more than [-] years. Why can't I stay by your side all the time? After all, those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first. What if you change your mind one day?"

There was not much emotion on Zhan Yan's face. He looked at her hands and said, "Have you thought about it? I will only give you one chance for the position of vice president of Shengshi Group."

"What's so fun about a vice president?" Song Qiqi raised her head and stroked his face, "I have everything now, and I'm not bad with money. I'd rather be your assistant than being a vice president, and then... Having an affair with you."

Song Qiqi stood on tiptoes and slowly approached him...

...

in the hospital.

Since Zhuang Mingyue decided to temporarily adopt him, she definitely couldn't ignore him now and leave the child who was less than three months old in the hospital without anyone to take care of him.

It just so happened that she also had an excuse to stay in the hospital, which was better than going back to face him.

Zhuang Mingyue took out pieces of small clothes and hung them in the closet. Looking at them, Zhuang Mingyue felt not at all uneasy in her heart, but rather as if a sharp blade was cutting her heart.

It would only remind her of her child.

Smooth out the wrinkled clothes, fold them and put them away. Maybe someone will need them after she's gone.

This is a ward prepared for children. Whether they can survive this depends on tonight.

Zhuang Mingyue cleaned the ward, and until about nine o'clock in the evening, she lay beside the hospital bed and fell asleep.

Suddenly at this moment, a nurse hurriedly walked over. Zhuang Mingyue woke up and quickly stood up. Several nurses pushed the bed cart into the door: "Hostress, your child's temperature has dropped. Now he can be transferred to the ward. "The nurse will monitor the child's condition for a while. If the body temperature can be maintained, the child can be discharged from the hospital in half a month."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the child with a tube inserted into his body, his whole body was red, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

The nurse put her on the hospital bed, but not long after she was put down, the child woke up, closed her eyes and cried loudly.

The nurse was confused for a moment. The fluid that was originally given to the child's head started to flow back when he cried.

The nurse looked at Zhuang Mingyue: "Miss, she may be hungry. You have brought a breast milk cup. You can express some breast milk in the cup and feed it to the child."

Zhuang Mingyue was a little at a loss, "Sorry, I am not the mother of this child, but I have rice milk for infants and young children here."

Nurse: "This child is very weak. I suggest that it is best to breastfeed. If not, there is nothing you can do. Just soak some milk first."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Zhuang Mingyue hurriedly found the rice milk and the bottle. Within a few minutes, Zhuang Mingyue came over with the bottle, "Do you think this is okay?"

The nurse checked the temperature and said, "Yes, it's just right. Just feed him."

Zhuang Mingyue lifted the broken hair from her ear and placed it near the baby's mouth.

He held it in his mouth, and soon he stopped crying.

The nurse praised and said: "You seem to be a novice. I haven't even told you the dosage, and you can make rice milk. It looks like you have done your homework."

"Miss, from now on...you will definitely be a good mother."

Zhuang Mingyue's hand holding the bottle stiffened for a moment, but she quickly reacted and smiled slightly: "Thank you..."

The nurse who stayed here to watch went to prepare the medical equipment to be used.

Zhuang Mingyue sat by the bed and looked at the child, feeling her whole heart melt.

Zhuang Mingyue gently wiped the tears from his eyes with her hands. Just as the baby opened its big grape-sized eyes, Zhuang Mingyue panicked and looked at him as if he was about to cry again.

But when the child saw Zhuang Mingyue, he suddenly stopped crying. While sucking milk, he stared directly at Zhuang Mingyue. His little mouth suddenly opened and he laughed happily.

All the rice milk in her mouth was spat out and remained on her body. Zhuang Mingyue quickly took the bottle and wiped it with paper. Her voice was very soft, "...Baby, you have to eat well to grow up, you know?" ?”

"Ah——" The baby seemed to understand Zhuang Mingyue's words and screamed happily.

Zhuang Mingyue glanced at the needle hanging on his head, "...Don't do this, the needle will slip if you move around."

"Oh--"

"Do you still want to drink?" Zhuang Mingyue put the bottle to his mouth, and he started sucking it, staring at her with side eyes.

This child looked very thin and malnourished. Poor child, I don’t know which parent was so cruel as to abandon such a young child.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingyue's whole body exuded the light of maternal love, and her whole person was gentle, "Can I name you Little Star?"

moon, stars…

Zhuang Mingyue had thought of this name a long time ago.