The painting is spread out on the table, and the number on it is Mingyue's name.

Jiang Yushu brushed his fingers over the painting and asked, "She is the winner of this competition?" As long as he saw everything about her, his emotions would calm down unconsciously.

Shen Feng: "This is sent by the organizer. I want to hear what the president means."

In fact, it is not the case. Shen Feng has long known that Zhuang Mingyue will definitely participate in this competition. Miss Mingyue likes painting and her skills are as good as any professional painter.

"Does she know that this competition is jointly organized by the Jiang family?" Jiang Yushu asked.

Shen Feng: "No one knows, and I guess Miss Mingyue doesn't know either."

"You go out first."

"Yes, President."

Shen Feng left and closed the door of the office. Jiang Yushu looked at every detail carefully. She had never contacted him these days, just to paint this picture...

She is very clear-headed and knows what she wants. No matter what happens, she can always maintain her sanity.

Sometimes, Jiang Yushu would rather she be unreasonable and make trouble, as if she does nothing, so that he can feel something from her that at least she cares about him.

Jiang Yushu was just angry, angry that she would push him to others so easily.

Not long after, Jiang Yushu made a call to someone from the organizer.

Five days later, in the afternoon.

"Is there anything to eat? Aunt Wang, I'm hungry." Zhuang Mingyue hasn't changed her clothes for who knows how many days, her hair is caked in lumps and dripping with oil, and she has a peculiar smell.

Wang Mei was picking vegetables, and her eyes widened when she saw Zhuang Mingyue looking sloppy. She didn't say anything, "Miss Mingyue, it's not time to eat yet, or I'll make you some fried rice."

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"Don't cook it for her. From now on, when you're hungry, you'll have to wait until dinner time, and no one will spoil you."

She had finished all the snacks she carried back to the room. She scratched her hair and looked like she was not awake. She squinted her eyes and walked downstairs. She saw people sitting idle on the sofa with notebooks on their laps, like

I'm dealing with company matters.

Seeing her coming down, Zhan Yan also put away what he was doing.

Zhuang Mingyue pretended not to see him. When she walked past him, she went under the TV cabinet and opened it. She found that the snacks she usually kept inside were gone, leaving only an empty plastic bag. It seemed she should buy some.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't reply to his words, closed the cupboard door, and walked to the kitchen again. Wang Mei couldn't bear it. If she continued like this, she would get sick from hunger.

When I opened the refrigerator, there were some vegetables and...milk inside.

Zhuang Mingyue glanced at it and took out a bottle of iced orange juice with a sad expression, "Where are the other servants?"

Wang Mei said: "Mr. and Madam may not come back for a long time, so we dismissed the other servants."

"Then you can leave too. I will give you three times your salary then, which will be enough for you to live on until you find a new job."

Wang Mei: Emma, ​​is she unemployed so soon?

Wang Mei looked at Zhan Yan cautiously and said timidly: "If I leave, no one will clean this villa, and who will cook for you in the future."

Zhuang Mingyue: "I won't starve to death, and I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Anyway, this family has long been in pieces, so what are you still holding on to?

Zhuang Mingyue was just about to go upstairs with a bottle of juice when suddenly the path in front of her was blocked by someone.

Before Zhan Yan could speak, Zhuang Mingyue looked at the stairs behind him with a lifeless expression, "You should go too, don't waste your time on me, I won't die easily."

Anyway, she was alone in this home from beginning to end, so what did it matter whether there was someone there or not?

She bypassed her and was about to go upstairs when Zhan Yan grabbed her hand: "Wu's mother had a car accident and was hospitalized."

Zhuang Mingyue's eyes still showed no fluctuations, "Well, then I wish her to be discharged from the hospital soon, and I won't see her anymore."

No matter how deeply she felt, Zhuang Mingyue could not face it. A man who had drugged her for more than ten years had ridiculously regarded her as his only relative.

In fact, Zhuang Mingyue had already guessed these things, she just couldn't face this fact.

Collapse is bound to happen sooner or later, and this is the last straw.

Zhuang Mingyue also wanted to deceive herself, but she couldn't do it at all. She wanted to get out, and she wanted to be nowhere, but...she didn't know when she would be able to get out.

Maybe, this is how she lives her life, just muddle along...

Living without purpose.

Zhuang Mingyue broke free from his hand, stepped up the stairs step by step, and continued to lock herself up.

Zhuang Mingyue is much better than before. At least she doesn't lock herself in the room all the time. Now she is just like a walking zombie without a soul and only a body.

Zhuang Mingyue walked into the dark room, and she seemed to see the woman sitting in the room again.

Her face was still hidden in the darkness. When she turned her head, she still couldn't see her face clearly, but she could hear her gentle voice, "...Yueyue, is there anything you can tell mom?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Dad left and will never come back, but he left me alone."

"Mingyue still has her mother..."

"Um."

Zhuang Mingyue was woken up by a knock on the door, "Miss, the food is ready for you, why don't you come out and eat some."

There was talk at the door. Zhuang Mingyue had just taken sleeping pills and her head was so groggy that she couldn't hear clearly what the people inside said, so she began to fall asleep again.

The door lock turns and the door opens the next second. This is a newly issued key.

The air in the room was turbid, there was an unpleasant smell, and it was still as dirty and messy as ever. Zhanyan reached out and touched the switch on the wall of the room. He saw it at a glance, a half-drunk glass of water placed next to the bedside table, and a glass of water.

Opened bottle of sleeping pills.

At nightfall, after the effects of the sleeping medicine wore off, Zhuang Mingyue opened her eyes and woke up. She saw the open window and the choking smell of smoke coming from outside.

Zhuang Mingyue coughed a few times. She sat up on the bed. A pile of cigarette butts fell on the ground. The man didn't know how many he had smoked. When Zhan Yan walked in, Zhuang Mingyue just reached for the sleeping pills on the bedside table and poured them out.

Got two.

"You want to eat the medicine as food?"

Zhuang Mingyue drooped her eyelids, "It's so late, why don't you leave?"

Zhan Yan walked over and slapped the medicine in her hand on the ground, "Don't eat this kind of thing again, it's not good for your health."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Zhuang Mingyue lay down directly, with her back to her body, her eyes closed, and she forced herself to fall asleep.

But Zhan Yan stayed in her room, seemingly unprepared.

The light in the room was on, and her head was so clear that she couldn't fall asleep.

Zhuang Mingyue opened the quilt and got up, hugging the pillow and getting out of bed. Zhan Yan was sitting beside his bed, "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!