Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan were waiting outside the ward, betting with each other whether the two would quarrel or reconcile.

Zhuang Mingyue felt that this was an uncertain event. "I feel like there will be another quarrel, right?"

Ivan got into a car accident and Mai was so worried. The two of them would have a fight first, but then their relationship would improve and they would return to normal.

Zhan Yan smiled and said, "We will make peace."

Zhuang Mingyue has always disliked such a confident tone of voice in men, but she has to admit that most of the time Zhan Yan’s judgment is correct. Although it is right, Zhuang Mingyue just doesn’t want to admit it.

Turning her head away and not looking at Zhan Yan, the door of the ward was opened at this time. When Zhuang Mingyue stood up, she saw Mai's smiling face as usual, and it seemed that they had reconciled.

"Mai!" Zhuang Mingyue held onto Mai, feeling happy for her. "It's good that you've reconciled. I wish you two will always be well!"

After Alvin was discharged from the hospital, he was soon called back by his family.

Zhuang Mingyue originally wanted everyone to get together and have some fun, but now only Mai is left.

"Ah, I may not be able to make it in time..." Mai received a call from the company and didn't want to go back so soon.

Mai could only try to compress the time as much as possible, but she still couldn't avoid the result that she could only stay for one meal, and she felt very sorry for Mingyue for this.

Zhuang Mingyue was reluctant to let her go, but considering the special nature of Mai's work, she also expressed her understanding, "It's okay, Mai, we'll see each other next time I'm on a business trip."

After lunch, Mai hurried to the airport.

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to see him off but was stopped by Zhan Yan, "Just let the driver take him off."

These days, whether it was for Mai or Ivan, Zhan Yan could see that Mingyue was exhausted, running back and forth between home and the hospital all day long.

Mai was the one who took care of Ivan during his hospitalization, but Zhuang Mingyue often went to help her because she was worried that Mai was too tired.

Every time Zhan Yan went to pick up Zhuang Mingyue, he saw her sitting there with a tired look on her face. He felt distressed in his heart, but he knew that she would not listen even if he told her.

Zhan Yan still remembers the unfinished camping trip from last time and wants to take Zhuang Mingyue to experience it again.

"I want to go back. I'm so tired." Zhuang Mingyue stroked his forehead, looking exhausted. He wanted to think about his work carefully these days, but he couldn't ignore the affairs of Mai and Ivan.

Sometimes Zhuang Mingyue really felt that she was putting too much pressure on herself.

Zhan Yan had no choice but to send Mingyue back to Nanyuan Villa. No matter what, health comes first.

After resting at home for three days, Zhuang Mingyue devoted herself to painting again.

At noon that day, Zhan Yan came back early to get some documents. After asking Mai, he learned that Mingyue was in the studio. He thought that she had also had a good rest.

He went upstairs to the studio. In order not to disturb Zhuang Mingyue, he did not knock on the door. He just took a quick glance and then left the studio. It seemed that Mingyue's love for painting was still the same as before.

Usually at lunch time, Zhan Yan would either wait for someone to bring him lunch at the company or would arrive home on time. Today, Zhuang Mingyue went downstairs to see if she should go to the company to bring him lunch, but she found him already sitting in the living room reading documents.

"You're back so early today." Zhuang Mingyue was in good spirits, spoke with full strength, and her face was shiny and smooth.

Zhan Yan signed at the end of the document, put it down and held Zhuang Mingyue's hand, "Well, it's just in time to approve this document when I come back." He stared at Zhuang Mingyue's face, "It seems that you have recovered well."

Zhuang Mingyue touched her cheeks subconsciously. She had indeed had enough rest recently. "Not bad."

Now that she has had enough rest, Zhuang Mingyue wants to calm down and prepare her work well. After all, there is not much time left before the competition.

Zhan Yan wanted to make up for the last camping trip, "Let's go camping?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't think about camping for the time being. She just wanted to concentrate on completing her work, but she couldn't tell Zhan Yan directly, so she could only smile and say, "Let's go later when Mai comes!"

Zhan Yan noticed this excuse, but he didn't know why Mingyue stayed at home.

For a week in a row, Zhuang Mingyue did not go out. Zhan Yan asked Mai and learned that Mingyue spent most of her time in the studio. He had a general idea in his mind.

The competition time is approaching. Zhuang Mingyue avoids Zhan Yan's suspicion while patiently polishing her work. Fortunately, her recent efforts have given her good feedback.

With only one morning left before the submission of the works, Zhuang Mingyue mailed the works to the designated location and prepared to cook herself in a good mood.

It had been a long time since she last cooked, so Zhuang Mingyue felt a little unfamiliar with cooking. When she was cutting vegetables, she accidentally scratched her skin and blood oozed out instantly.

After a simple bandage, Zhuang Mingyue continued to work in the kitchen.

The pain from the wound on my hand wasn't obvious, but it couldn't be avoided from getting wet from time to time, so the band-aid on the wound didn't play its due role.

Zhan Yan happened to get off work early today, and when he learned that Zhuang Mingyue was in the kitchen, he wanted to take her out to eat.

But Zhuang Mingyue disagreed and said, "Let me cook today. You see, I have almost prepared everything."

Zhuang Mingyue has already prepared all the food and now all she has to do is wait for the cooking to start.

Under Zhuang Mingyue's insistence, Zhan Yan had no choice but to enjoy this overwhelming love.

When serving the dishes, Zhan Yan noticed that Mingyue had a Band-Aid on her hand.

As if noticing that Zhan Yan was watching, Zhuang Mingyue quickly retracted her hand. Today's injury was purely accidental.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Zhan Yan's face was gloomy.

Zhuang Mingyue just combed her messy hair and said, "Nothing." As if escaping, "I still haven't finished serving the dishes."

After four dishes were served, Zhuang Mingyue took off her apron and said apologetically, "I made dinner on a whim, so I didn't have time to make soup."

Normally when cooking, Zhuang Mingyue would serve the dishes with stewed soup, and today was the day because she was very busy.

Zhan Yan only stared at the place where the Band-Aid was on Zhuang Mingyue's hand, his expression still looking grim.

After being stared at for a while, Zhuang Mingyue had to take the initiative to explain, "I just accidentally got it while cooking."

"Don't cook in the future." Zhan Yan felt sorry for Mingyue. In his opinion, these trivial matters did not need to be done by Mingyue herself.

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly felt helpless. Cooking was okay to do occasionally, and her injuries were not serious, right?

Looking at Zhan Yan with a bitter expression, Zhuang Mingyue pursed her lips slightly, "Zhan Yan, are you so strict?"

Other housewives like to go shopping and play mahjong, but Zhuang Mingyue doesn’t like these. She thinks cooking, painting and visiting exhibitions are more interesting.

Zhan Yan knew that what he said was a bit exaggerated. It was actually possible to do it, but there was no need to do so. There were people in the family who had done it. Mingyue could just use her hands to paint.

"Your hands are for painting, it's not safe in the kitchen." Zhan Yan picked up the chopsticks and ate the food slowly.

Zhuang Mingyue disagreed with Zhan Yan's statement. Aren't the hands that paint and cook still hands? If she can paint, she can also cook for Zhan Yan!

She snorted, "What is this? Can't I cook if I can paint? I won't listen."

Zhan Yan knew Ming Yue was also angry, so he had to urge her, "Okay, hurry up and eat. Such a delicious dinner should be eaten while it's still hot."

Hearing Zhan Yan praising her dishes, Zhuang Mingyue became interested again, "Do you think the dishes I cooked today are okay?"

Worried that her cooking skills would decline, Zhuang Mingyue kept a close eye on Zhan Yan to get his feedback.

The man deliberately kept a serious face, and after a while he said affirmatively, "Of course."