Zhan Yan picked up the suit jacket from the floor and put it on the chair, "What are you crazy about?" Seeing her reddish eyes, his eyes dimmed and explained: "She is just my assistant, you should know her."

His words were a double entendre, as if he was hiding something else.

Zhuang Mingyue's body stiffened, and Zhan Yan looked at her as if he wanted to see through her.

Zhuang Mingyue sneered: "Does it have anything to do with who she is? I told you to get out because I simply think you are dirty and disgusting!"

As long as a woman catches his eye, the banquet will always be open to all.

However, he is so disgusting.

"If you don't leave, then I will."

There was no way she could become the laughing stock in Song Qiqi's eyes again in front of them.

Zhuang Mingyue picked up her bag and crossed him to walk out, but Zhan Yan did not stop her. Instead, she untied the metal buckle around her waist, loosened her belt, put on a white bathrobe, and went to the bathroom in slippers.

Zhuang Mingyue opened the door and saw bodyguards guarding the door. She closed the door angrily.

There was no way she could run away, jump out of the window? This is the 88th floor.

The scene in front of him made his eyes turn cold. There was a pool of blood on the ground that had not yet dried up. The mirror fragments fell to the ground. Zhan Yan frowned.

In the end, Zhanyan had someone come in and clean up.

After the room attendant cleaned the bathroom, he walked out without daring to raise his head.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the room. Zhuang Mingyue was sitting in front of the dressing mirror with an expressionless face. The man was right behind her, his face was gloomy, and his breath was so cold that it made people tremble.

"…Thinking about the threat of self-harm again, you want me to let you go?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Zhan Yan's voice was cold: "What's going on with the blood in the bathroom?"

Zhuang Mingyue said numbly: "It's a nosebleed. I accidentally broke the mirror when I took the paper."

"Hurry over after washing. Don't stay here. It's not appropriate. I also need to rest."

The next second, Zhuang Mingyue was caught off guard and was picked up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Put me down!"

"I'll stay at your place tonight."

"I don't need it."

"...Be good, okay?"

Zhan Yan coaxed her softly.

When the waiter was cleaning the bathtub, he sprinkled rose petals in it and lit aromatherapy.

This kind of aroma seemed to have an aphrodisiac effect. Zhan Yan put her on the marble table, clasped the back of her head with his hand, and kissed her passionately. Her legs clamped around his waist. Zhuang Mingyue simply couldn't

Unable to struggle.

Zhuang Mingyue put her hand on his hot chest and pushed him away. There seemed to be no reason in her eyes that were already occupied by lust. Zhan Yan retained a trace of clarity in his eyes and looked at the little goblin in front of him.

After four years of not seeing each other, Zhuang Mingyue has lost all her youthfulness. Now she has long facial features, is more beautiful and more alluring, pure and coquettish.

Zhuang Mingyue was panting, and Zhan Yan gave her time to breathe. A seductive blush appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes stared at him, "Aren't you afraid that she will know what you are doing?"

Zhan Yan put his hands on both sides of the stage and leaned over to smell the unique fragrance of her body. "Why are you afraid that she will know?" His voice was low and hoarse.

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her neck again.

Zhan Yan was like a beast in heat at the moment.

Also, Song Qiqiu and Zhan Yan are the same kind of people. Even if she is Zhan Yan's mistress, she never minds the presence of other women around Zhan Yan.

But she's not...

"Isn't she your adopted mistress?" She said this as if her heart was torn apart. Zhan Yan was looking at her, and Zhuang Mingyue responded to his gaze, "You can't have your uterus removed because of me.

That’s why you dared to play with me over and over again without restraint.”

"I am a human being, not your toy. I will feel pain too."

"If one day I can't bear the torture from you and I die like this, will you be satisfied?"

Zhan Yan is determined: "You can't!"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I can."

"You know, this is not the first time this has happened."

"If you dare to touch me today, tomorrow... you will only see an incomplete corpse."

"It won't hurt at all if you jump from the 88th floor."

Zhuang Mingyue's depression has never been cured. In the past few years, freedom and the longing for the sky have become the driving force for her to live.

If one day, her wings are broken and she becomes his prisoner, just like in her previous life.

Then her life has no meaning at all, she is just living in pain.

These words did have an effect, Zhanyan slammed the door and left.

Zhuang Mingyue knew that Zhan Yan might give in if she threatened her with her own life, but one day Zhan Yan would force her to compromise and become his forbidden wife.

Song Qiqi heard the sound of the door slamming next door, and it became quiet after a while. She looked at the figure lighting a cigarette on the balcony outside the corridor. Song Qiqi pulled her nightgown and walked over quietly.

She hugged his waist from behind and pressed her face against his back, "Don't go looking for her, I'll be jealous."

"Ayan, you belong to me alone."

"I can give you whatever you want, including...children..."

Zhan Yan's eyes flashed with a cold look.

Isn't it his children that he cares about most?

Zhuang Mingyue is completely sterile.

Zhan Yan turned around and stared at her with his dark eyes, "How do you know that all I want is a child?"

Song Qiqi smiled slightly, "Because... you need an heir!"

"When Shengshi Group is completely stabilized, we will have an heir sooner or later when we get old. Don't you want your things to become someone else's in the end?!"

She held his face in her hands, with an unknown dark light shining in her eyes, and emphasized again, "Ayan, Zhuang Mingyue is your blood-related sister. If word gets out, she will destroy you."

"In your last life, she was completely dispensable to you. Don't be fooled by her again."

Song Qiqi stood on tiptoes and kissed his eyebrows, "Do you want to do it? Here! I'll accompany you..."

After saying that, Song Qiqi untied the only piece of clothing on her body with her fingers, revealing her snow-white body.

When she came over, she also untied his robe with one hand and reached into his chest to caress...

Zhuang Mingyue habitually locked the door, took sleeping pills, lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

This time I fell asleep, unexpectedly, I fell asleep directly until one o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

She's just a little too tired.

There were several knocks on the door, but Zhuang Mingyue pretended not to hear them, opened his eyes in a daze, and quickly fell asleep again.

Until, she heard the sound of violent machine cutting.
Chapter completed!