Rain pounded against the floor-to-ceiling windows, thunder exploded in the sky, and the child suddenly started crying.

Zhuang Mingyue, who was sleeping soundly, also woke up. Zhan Yan took a deep breath, loosened the hand holding her waist, and put his arm on her forehead. Zhuang Mingyue was raised to turn on the lamp next to the bedside table, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The rooms in the Garden Villa are not as beautiful as the flowers, and the villas here are quite old, so they are not very old.

I lifted the sling that slipped off my shoulders, picked up the child and got out of bed. I was afraid of disturbing him, so I hugged the child and went to his kitchen.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, little star, don't cry..."

I don't know what happened to him tonight.

Crying harder than usual.

Zhuang Mingyue couldn't coax her. She walked over and wanted to close the curtains. Suddenly, she saw a person kneeling in the rain downstairs.

The hand holding the curtain froze, and the child's cry in his ears became softer.

I don't know why he came here.

She only felt that a pair of hands hugged her waist from behind, and warm breath fell on her ears. Zhanyan, wearing a black striped pajamas, leaned down and kissed her shoulder, "...I

Come for a hug, you go and take a nap. Okay?"

The cold wind came from the window, and Zhuang Mingyue's cold skin had goosebumps, "Why is she down there?"

Downstairs, Ying Yueyao seemed to have reached her limit, and fell to the ground. She supported the ground again, straightened her back and stood up on her knees.

"Relenting?"

Zhuang Mingyue lowered her long eyelashes like crow feathers and trembled. She didn't know what she recalled, and something seemed to be broken in her eyes. "She is your wife. When you look at her like this, do you really have no mercy at all?"

?”

This scene was really too familiar to her.

In my previous life, it was like this, with heavy rain, lightning and thunder...

That night was her first quarrel with Zhan Yan, and it was also the last and only quarrel.

Because she couldn't accept his affair with Song Qiqi, she threw their wedding rings out of the window out of anger and wanted to divorce him, giving up Mrs. Zhan's position to her.

But on the night of the banquet, she was kicked out of the villa and asked to find the ring in the heavy rain. If she didn't get it back, she wouldn't be allowed to come back.

Later, Zhuang Mingyue didn't look for the ring, so Zhan Yan asked her to kneel at the door of the villa all night...

At that time, Song Qiqi was also there...

Without waiting for Zhanyan's consent, no matter what the answer was, it was no longer important.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't care about Ying Yueyao anymore.

The child didn't stop until it stopped raining. The night Zhuang Mingyue held him, she didn't sleep very peacefully.

She woke up early and wanted to prepare milk powder for her child, when she saw several anxious-looking servants in the corridor.

Seeing Zhuang Mingyue coming out, the servant hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss...it's not good, husband...someone outside has fainted."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Call an ambulance and take her to the hospital!"

The servant shook his head: "Without Sir's permission, we... don't dare!"

Zhuang Mingyue was silent for a while and then said: "Then send her to the room upstairs, change her clothes, and cook some ginger soup to keep her cold. Do you have any cold medicine at home?"

One of the nannies nodded and said, "There are more."

Zhuang Mingyue: "If the fever doesn't go away, send her to the hospital."

"Okay, ma'am."

When the servant went downstairs, he met someone who was going upstairs again, "Assistant Song!"

Song Qiqi nodded and smiled, "Yeah."

When I stepped onto the last step and saw Zhuang Mingyue, the smile on my face became even bigger, "...Wear so little, be careful of catching a cold."

This sentence was said to Zhuang Mingyue.

"Ayan, are you there? I'm looking for him."

Zhuang Mingyue walked past her indifferently.

Song Qiqi didn't feel much emotion towards her attitude, "...Ying Yueyao really looks like you in the previous life? It's pitiful and ridiculous."

"You have taken my place. Isn't it particularly comfortable to feel like a superior, especially after watching Ying Yueyao kneel in the rain all night?"

"Think about it...this kind of scene really feels familiar!"

The tone was full of ridicule and temptation.

She was betting on whether Zhuang Mingyue would also be reborn?

Otherwise...how could she hold the exhibition banquet in her hands in this life?

In her previous life, she could not get what she asked for, and Song Qiqi could still remember the way she knelt down and begged for mercy every time she stepped forward, and it was a profound memory.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Song Qiqi turned around and looked at Zhuang Mingyue's leaving figure, with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth. Zhuang Mingyue hopes you can have a little more brains than you did in your last life.

When Song Qiqi opened the door, the man on the bed had not yet gotten up, "Ayan, I have something to tell you."

Zhan Yan was sitting on the bed, buttoning up his pajamas, "Get out."

Song Qiqi disagreed, "...Can't I come in?"

He raised his eyes, and a cold light flashed through his sinister eyes, "You don't understand what I'm saying? Wait outside!"

Song Qiqi took a step forward and stopped, "I'll wait for you outside."

Zhuang Mingyue was in the kitchen, and Chen Fang came over. "The eldest lady found him. The gentleman was locked up in a servant's room. I asked him if he is okay and there is a doctor taking care of him. Don't worry."

The other servants were busy with other things and did not notice them. "I feel relieved that he is fine."

"What about food? And his medicine..."

Chen Fang shook her head, "The gentleman didn't touch the food he brought in at all. If he doesn't eat or drink, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for a few days, but the wound is not serious."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Can you go in and see her?"

Chen Fang: "There are other ways to get in. What does the eldest lady just want to do?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Wait a minute, I'll cook some porridge, please help me bring it in, tell him, and let him eat well."

Chen Fang nodded, "Okay, Miss."

While other servants were still making sobering soup for Ying Yueyao, Zhuang Mingyue soaked a bottle of milk and asked her to bring it to feed the child. Zhuang Mingyue found some ingredients from the refrigerator and prepared to cook some porridge for him.

When she picked up the knife, the breath in her chest was blocked and her eyes felt a little dizzy. Zhuang Mingyue pinched the spot between her index finger and thumb to force herself to wake up.

The servants saw Zhuang Mingyue busy in the kitchen. No one came to help. They were all busy with their own things.

Before Zhan Yan finished chatting with Song Qiqi and went downstairs, Zhuang Mingyue stewed the porridge for an hour, and finally cooked it and put it in a thermos.

There was still half left in the pot. In order not to arouse suspicion, Zhuang Mingyue cooked a little more and there was still half left in the pot.

"It's up to you to handle the cooperation with the Ying family. If anyone asks about anything, ask them to tell you the same story."

Originally cooperating with the Ying family, Shengshi Group is now slowly kicking out the Yingtian Group.

"...When have I ever done anything that made you feel uneasy?"

Zhan Yan and Song Qiqi walked down the stairs.

"You go back to the company first and call me if you need anything."

"knew."

The sound is neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone to hear.
Chapter completed!