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

Only then did Zhuang Mingyue notice that there was a familiar profile face in the open-air square restaurant, sitting in front of the piano under the light, playing melodious and soothing music.

From a distance, you can clearly see the tattoos on the back of his hands and hidden under his collar. His brows are warm, his slender body is upright, he is handsome and handsome, and his movements reveal innate nobility.

His temperament is different from that of ordinary people. Even if he is standing in a crowd, his eyes will be on him first.

At this time, a waiter came over and said, "You must be Mr. Jiang's guest! We have reserved a seat for you, please come with me."

Zhuang Mingyue held a bouquet of bright roses in her hand and saw a small space covered by glass, like a small box. Through the glass, the outside environment could be seen.

If it snows, you can still enjoy the snow scenery outside.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Jiang will be here soon."

"Mingyue." A clear and jade-like figure came from behind. Zhuang Mingyue stopped with her back turned, and she turned around slowly.

I saw him standing under the moonlight, with the breeze blowing brightly, and he walked towards me step by step.

The waiter left very wisely.

Zhuang Mingyue's heart became nervous involuntarily. At this moment, she felt that Jiang Yushu looked really good-looking now. Zhuang Mingyue's heart was stirred up unconsciously, and his legs could also stand up and walk...

In fact, she had already guessed it... During those days in the hospital, when he was receiving treatment, Zhuang Mingyue knew that he would be fine.

Zhuang Mingyue was so nervous that she felt at a loss. She didn't know why, but her heart was beating very fast. She had almost never felt this way before. Why?

Is it because she was sick today?

"I...I...thank you..." Zhuang Mingyue held it in for a long time, and finally said these two words.

The man reached out and touched her forehead with his fingertips, with a hint of endearment in his eyes, "Go in, don't catch a cold."

He knew clearly that he was the Jiang Yushu who was saved by him.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know how many times she had lost face in front of him due to all that had happened before.

Zhuang Mingyue sat opposite him. She lowered her head and fiddled with the flowers in her hand: "Why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Yushu: "Mingyue, am I scary?"

Zhuang Mingyue shook his head, "Yes... I don't know what to tell you."

Zhuang Mingyue came over, actually planning to tell him: Yushu, let’s not meet again in the future!

But now, how could she say this?

Jiang Yushu smiled: "It's okay, Mingyue, don't be nervous, treat me like a friend just like we did before. We talked a lot before, didn't we?"

"Or are you saying that you don't like this way of meeting me?"

"I'm sorry if it makes you feel uncomfortable, Mingyue!"

Zhuang Mingyue grabbed the petals, but she didn't expect to use too much force and one piece was picked off by her. What a pity.

"No." She quickly put it aside, and Zhuang Mingyue looked at his beautiful and gentle eyes: "Actually, I am very happy, because no one has ever prepared these for me, and no one knows that today is my birthday. "

"Actually, you don't have to do this for me. I'm actually very happy to receive your birthday wishes. You have done so much for me, and I don't know how to respond to you."

Jiang Yushu: "You don't have to do anything..."

Some things you have actually done.

It was you who pulled me back from hell...

There are some things that should not be rushed now. She is still too young, and Jiang Yushu tries not to disturb her. Her life will wait for a few more years...

He wanted to watch her grow up with his own eyes...

The dishes on the dinner table were all Zhuang Mingyue's favorite dishes. The dishes were very good, but compared to what she cooked herself, the taste was a little less spicy.

Zhuang Mingyue's cooking skills can rival those of Michelin chefs...

Except for Wu's mother, she is only used to eating food cooked by herself... Zhuang Mingyue is picky in this regard.

They ate separately, Zhuang Mingyue felt depressed, and her inner struggle still made her unable to speak.

Jiang Yushu also noticed her absence, but didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, the two of them went shopping, watching the lovers passing by playfully. It was too quiet between them, and the atmosphere was strange and abnormal.

Then she blurted out and asked: "How did you get your legs...?"

Jiang Yushu narrowed his eyes, with unknown emotions flashing across his eyes, "Because of the car accident."

He answered simply.

Zhuang Mingyue nodded and said carefully: "Then remember to be careful when driving in the future."

Jiang Yushu said one word in a low voice: "Okay."

Zhuang Mingyue's old mother's habit of caring about others showed up again, "Are your legs tired after walking with me for such a long time? Otherwise, let's find a place to sit down! If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell us in time I."

Jiang Yushu's lips curved, "Okay."

Zhuang Mingyue bit her lip, Jiang Yushu, why did you say yes to everything!

Zhuang Mingyue didn't dare to look at his face anymore, turned around and pointed at a place, and said stiffly, "I want to eat that."

Now that Christmas is approaching, there is a candied haws stand in front of the stall dressed as Santa Claus. Zhuang Mingyue rarely ate these before.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat." Jiang Yushu just grabbed her hand naturally, and it was very soft and warm.

He didn't notice that Zhuang Mingyue's eyes were stunned behind him. She looked at the hand being held, her heartbeat was irregular, and her face was hot...

Live, two lifetimes.

It's not that Zhuang Mingyue can't see Jiang Yushu's affection for her.

She didn't point it out or refuse. It was inappropriate to get along with each other in such a natural and ambiguous manner.

There are too many obstacles between them, whether it is Zhan Yan or Zhuang Haisheng, the biggest obstacle is Zhuang Mingyue himself. She was hurt too deeply in her previous life, and she dare not touch this sincere feeling again.

I dare not give the same sincerity...

Maybe, Jiang Yushu's feelings for her were just fresh for a while, and over time, they would slowly fade away after getting along for a long time...

Just like what she had experienced in her previous life...

What's more, Jiang Yushu is a naturally arrogant man who is too noble and unattainable.

He still has a long way to go, and he will meet girls more beautiful than her. She will also grow old one day, and many young girls will cling to him in the future. Zhuang Mingyue cannot afford to bet on this relationship.

Even if Zhan Yan would not say these words to him, Zhuang Mingyue would still stay away from him because of her inferiority complex, cowardice, and timidity.

When she couldn't conceive, Zhuang Mingyue knew that it was impossible between them...

The thoughts of this era are no better than those of the future.

In order to survive, Zhuang Mingyue had already made a decision in her heart to prepare for a hysterectomy.

A woman who doesn't even have a uterus and can't give birth to a child is undoubtedly sentenced to death.

She didn't have the courage to cross that threshold and be with him...

And her plan will never change for anyone again.

In her plans, there was always only herself and no one else.

Not even Jiang Yushu...

Hand, if he wants to hold it, let him hold it.

Zhuang Mingyue will remember this wonderful memory today forever.

They may not meet again in the future.

By 09:30, the night was dark and gloomy.

At the fountain in the square, Zhuang Mingyue stopped and said, "It's getting late. I should go back. I have to go to class tomorrow."

It takes at least four and ten minutes to drive back from Tianjie to Nanyuan Villa. If there is a traffic jam, it will take more than an hour...

Jiang Yushu: "Wait a little longer..."