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AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhou Mengyao

Zhuang Jingxue mistakenly thought that her daughter Zhou Mengyao had quarreled with Lin Lang. She patted Zhou Mengyao's back with heartache and comforted her: "Okay, don't cry, my dear daughter. Mom will be with you."

Since Zhou Mengyao didn't want to say anything, Zhuang Jingxue didn't ask any more questions.

Zhuang Jingxue hugged Zhou Mengyao on the bed as if she was coaxing her little daughter, and patted her gently, which gave Zhou Mengyao some comfort.

I don’t know how long Zhou Mengyao cried, but because of tiredness, she fell asleep on the bed while hugging her mother Zhuang Jingxue.

The moonlight shone through the curtains onto the bed, illuminating Zhou Mengyao's beautiful but pale face. She closed her eyes tightly, her brows were slightly furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She was obviously experiencing a terrible nightmare.

The world in the dream was dark, filled only with the smell of blood and killing.

Zhou Mengyao saw Lin Lang standing alone, holding a sharp long knife, facing the entire Yamada Group alone. His eyes were firm and cold, without any fear.

Lin Lang's figure was like a ferocious beast, his sword skills were as sharp as a storm, and every sword carried a deadly threat.

However, the Yamada Group had a large number of people, and they rushed towards Lin Lang one after another, forming a solid line of defense.

Although Lin Lang was extremely brave, a good tiger could not stand up to a pack of wolves. Facing so many enemies, he gradually felt exhausted. His breathing became rapid and his clothes were soaked with sweat, but he still persisted in waving the long knife in his hand and slashing at the enemy again and again.

In the dream, Zhou Mengyao saw that Lin Lang was covered in blood, his eyes were red with anger and murderous intent. His body was covered with wounds, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to fight madly with the members of the Yamada Group.

As time went by, Lin Lang's physical strength gradually ran out. His movements began to slow down, and his strength was not as strong as before. But he remained indomitable, and used the last bit of his strength to insert the long knife into the chest of the Yamada Group boss.

In the end, the battlefield was a river of blood and corpses were everywhere.

After killing the fourth generation leader of the Yamada Group, Oda Oshijo, Lin Lang himself fell in a pool of blood. His body was stained red with blood, like a blooming red flower.

Zhou Mengyao was heartbroken, tears streaming down her cheeks. She hugged Lin Lang's body in a pool of blood and wanted to call out his name, but no sound came out of her throat.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky outside the window, "crack, boom, boom..."

There was a loud thunder, deafening.

Zhou Mengyao suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating all over, breathing heavily, her eyes full of fear and worry. She touched her forehead and found that her hair was soaked and stuck to her cheeks, making her feel cold.

Zhou Mengyao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Although she only dreamed that Lin Lang died at the hands of the Yamada group, and there was no real danger, she still felt a lingering fear because the nightmare was too real.

Zhou Mengyao's eyes were filled with fear and worry, she was very afraid that her dream would become reality.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but shudder. She told herself that this was just a nightmare, not real, and Lin Lang must be fine.

However, the fear in Zhou Mengyao's heart did not diminish because of this. Her worry about Lin Lang made her crazy and even fell into endless pain.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if the whole world was about to be submerged. The wind was also getting stronger and stronger, whistling through the window, making a humming sound.

Zhou Mengyao looked at the scene outside the window, and her mood became heavier. She felt that this rainstorm was like the fear deep in her heart, which was constantly eroding her soul.

Zhuang Jingxue quickly turned on the bedside lamp, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked at her daughter Zhou Mengyao, whose forehead was covered with sweat and whose face was filled with fear. She hurriedly asked with concern, "What's wrong, daughter? Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhou Mengyao threw herself into Zhuang Jingxue’s arms and cried, “Mom! I don’t want to lose Lin Lang! I’m so scared of losing Lin Lang!”

Zhuang Jingxue gently stroked Zhou Mengyao's back and comforted her distressedly: "Silly daughter, are you also beginning to suffer the pain of love?"

"It's normal to quarrel when you're in love. Alang is sensible and loves you so much, so just stop being so petty. He won't break up with you so easily!"

Zhuang Jingxue also mistakenly thought that her daughter Zhou Mengyao and Lin Lang had a quarrel.

Zhou Mengyao didn't want her parents to follow her and worry about Lin Lang's safety in Tokyo, so she didn't explain, but just hugged her mother Zhuang Jingxue and continued crying.

Because Zhou Mengyao was crying so hard, Zhuang Jingxue had never seen her daughter Zhou Mengyao so sad, so she said, "Daughter, please stop crying. Crying like this will hurt your health."

"Mom, let me call Alang now and ask him to come back to the Zhou residence to comfort you, okay?"

Because Zhou Mengyao's phone was out of battery and turned off automatically, she forgot to charge it and cried herself to sleep. Shocked to hear that her mother Zhuang Jingxue was going to call Lin Lang, Zhou Mengyao quickly let go of Zhuang Jingxue and replied while wiping her tears: "Okay!"

Zhuang Jingxue picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, found Lin Lang's mobile phone number in the address book, and dialed it on hands-free mode, but the voice heard was "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

"Uh...daughter, I can't get through to Alang's phone!"

Zhou Mengyao cried out "wow" and started crying again. Her tears were like a faucet that was turned on. She couldn't stop crying. She couldn't stop crying at all.

Zhuang Jingxue said sadly: "Oh~ my precious daughter! What happened to you, Alang? Why are you crying like this?"

Before Zhou Mengyao could answer, she heard Zhou Zhongdang knocking on the door and asking, "Daughter, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying in the middle of the night?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied through the door: "It's all your precious apprentice's fault. He made our Mengyao cry like this. It's probably because these two children had a quarrel!"

Zhou Zhongdang said through the door: "I know my apprentice. Alang is a decent boy. He is broad-minded, tolerant and sensible. Even if these two children quarreled, it must be because Mengyao was too arrogant and willful!"

"It's all because of you, as a mother, who spoiled him since he was a child. Why do you blame Alang without asking any questions?"

"Hey……"

"What do you mean, Lao Zhou?"

"Protecting your own son is also protecting your own daughter. Why are you still turning your elbow outward?" Zhuang Jingxue got out of bed and opened the door angrily.

Zhou Zhongdang did not enter his daughter's boudoir. He stood outside the door and said, "Wife, I don't like what you said. My disciple Alang and my daughter Mengyao are as dear to me as the palms and backs of my hands. No matter who I speak for, I will not be disloyal, okay!"

Zhuang Jingxue said, "Old Zhou, you must not speak without conscience. Isn't the education I have given Mengyao since she was a child good enough? Isn't she excellent enough?"

"Why is it that I, as a mother, have spoiled him since he was a child?"

Zhou Zhongdang was speechless and couldn't answer for a moment.

"I want to rest, stop making noise." Zhou Mengyao cried and pushed her mother Zhuang Jingxue out of the boudoir and locked the door.

Zhuang Jingxue said angrily: "Look at you, as a father, you might as well not come! Now my daughter has kicked me out of the room, right?"

Zhou Zhongdang replied, "Wife, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but they quarreled and made up after the bed, why are you meddling in their affairs?"

"You can sleep in the guest room tonight." Zhuang Jingxue gave her husband Zhou Zhongdang a cold look, then returned to her room in a huff.

"Hey……"

"What did I do to deserve being sent to sleep in the guest room?" Zhou Zhongdang was speechless.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhou Mengyao

After dawn.

Zhou's Villa Restaurant.

While eating breakfast, Zhou Zhongdang asked, "Wife, hasn't Mengyao gotten up for breakfast yet?"

Zhuang Jingxue put down the glass of milk and replied, "I told the servants to go and call my daughter, she said she had no appetite and would not eat breakfast."

After hearing this, Zhou Zhongdang said, "You two have made me lose my appetite."

Zhuang Jingxue teased, "I see you've eaten a lot! You don't look like you have no appetite."

Zhou Zhongdang wanted to eat more, but when he heard his wife Zhuang Jingxue say this, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and said, "Take off your work at the hospital today and stay at home with your daughter. I'm done eating, and you can eat slowly by yourself."

Zhuang Jingxue looked at Zhou Zhongdang's back as he left the restaurant and replied, "Okay!"

At noon that day.

Zhou's Villa Restaurant.

While eating lunch, Zhou Zhongdang asked, "Wife, Mengyao didn't eat breakfast, so she won't eat lunch either?"

Zhuang Jingxue said sadly, "I asked the servants to call my daughter, and she said she didn't want to eat lunch either. She had no appetite."

Zhou Zhongdang put down his chopsticks and asked, "Is it still impossible to get through to Alang's phone?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied: "I still can't get through. I don't know what's wrong with these two kids."

Zhou Zhongdang said distressedly: "Wife, go and call Mengyao downstairs to eat."

"I've already called my husband, but my daughter's door is tightly shut and she won't open it for me. I can't do anything about her not wanting to eat!"

Zhou Zhongdang sighed helplessly and shook his head.

That night.

Zhou's Villa Restaurant.

Zhou Zhongdang looked at the dishes on the table, but he had no appetite at all and asked, "Mengyao didn't even want to eat dinner, is she trying to starve herself to death?"

Zhuang Jingxue frowned and replied, "This damn girl refused to open the door for me or come downstairs to eat. I am really pissed off."

"Master's wife, who made you so angry?" Lin Lang walked into Zhou's restaurant, exhausted.

Zhuang Jingxue turned around when she heard the voice, and after seeing Lin Lang, she stood up and said, "Ah Lang, you are finally back. Mengyao has been crying since last night. Did you two have a fight or something?"

"Master's wife, I just got off the plane and returned to China from Tokyo. I didn't have any quarrel with Mengyao!"

Zhou Zhongdang said, "Alang, you and Mengyao didn't have any quarrels or arguments, but why did she lock herself in her room, not going out or eating all day, and she almost starved herself to death."

After hearing this, Lin Lang thought to himself, "Mengyao must be worried about my safety, which is why she lost her appetite and kept crying because she was afraid that something might happen to me."

After finishing his recitation, Lin Lang replied: "Master and Madam, please rest assured. I love Mengyao so much, how could I bear to make her angry and quarrel with her? I will go upstairs now to call her downstairs for dinner."

After hearing this, Zhuang Jingxue said, "Okay, okay! Ah Lang, go quickly. Only you can coax Meng Yao to come downstairs for dinner!"

"Okay!" Lin Lang left Zhou's restaurant with a smile.

Zhou Zhongdang said, "Look, honey, I said it shouldn't be Alang who made Mengyao angry, right? It must be that your precious daughter has your temper and was fond of being petty when she was young."

Zhuang Jingxue was puzzled and asked, "If Alang and Mengyao didn't have a fight, then why is this damn girl crying all the time?"

Zhou Zhongdang shrugged and said, "I don't know about that. Maybe it's Mengyao's first time in love, and her emotions are unstable!"

“……”Zhuang Jingxue was speechless after hearing this.