Rebirth of the Crazy Wife: Abusing her Dominant Ex-husband

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Zhuang Mingyue returned home from her extracurricular dance class.

When I got out of the car, I felt that my legs were going to waste and I was limping. When Wu Ma saw this, she immediately came over and said, "Hey, how did you do this? Go sit down on the sofa and I will give it to you. Rub it.”

The driver, Uncle Chen and Mother Wu, supported her and sat on the sofa, with her backpack on the side.

"You must have a muscle strain. I'll go find safflower oil for you."

There is always a medicine box at home. Wu Ma quickly got the safflower oil and came over, "Don't your teacher know you are injured? You stupid kid, let me take a look quickly."

Wu Ma grabbed Zhuang Mingyue's leg and put it on her leg, "Where does it hurt?"

Zhuang Mingyue was much better when she sat down. "I don't blame the teacher. I asked for more training. Unexpectedly, I accidentally slipped and strained."

Wu Ma shook her head angrily and poked her head gently with her finger, "You are either careless or careless. Be careful in the future and don't hurt yourself."

Zhuang Mingyue took off her black stockings. Wu's mother touched the safflower oil in her hands and gently rubbed her calves, "Is it feeling better?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded: "It's better."

She glanced at the living room, "Where's Aunt Jiang? Isn't Dad at home too?"

"Miss Jiang and Master Zhan are here. Master Zhan just came back not long ago. He must have fallen asleep now."

Zhuang Mingyue's expression was indescribably weird. She was wondering if she should mention it to Zhuang Haisheng, otherwise...

Forget it she lives on campus.

But Zhuang Mingyue just thought about it, because she knew that it was almost impossible to get Zhuang Haisheng to let her live on campus.

Zhan Yan has been staying at the banker's house a lot lately, and Zhuang Mingyue can tell why by just thinking about it with her fingers.

After rubbing safflower oil on the inner side of her calf and thigh, Zhuang Mingyue put down her skirt and said, "Wu Ma, the medicine is ready. You should go back and rest."

"I still have to wait for my husband to come back. There are still ribs and yams stewed in the pot. Can you leave? If you can't, I will help you upstairs."

Zhuang Mingyue put on her socks, "I'm much better. I can go up by myself. By the way, Mother Wu, is the injury on your back better?"

Wu Ma smiled and said, "My husband gave me some medicine, and it's much better... Okay, don't worry about me anymore. Go to bed early and have classes tomorrow."

"Then I'm going upstairs."

Zhuang Mingyue walked up the corridor with her backpack on her back and safflower oil in her hand. Only then did she realize what it meant to be in pain and to take every step was extremely difficult.

Standing downstairs on the second floor, Zhuang Mingyue stretched her neck and glanced upstairs. The lights in the corridor were turned off, and it looked like there was no one there.

Zhuang Mingyue planned to run up to the fourth floor in one go. When she got on the couch on the steps of the third floor, she deliberately stepped harder.

This was a warning to them. After all, Zhuang Mingyue would rather blind her eyes than she could see anything about their affairs.

Even if he wanted to tell her something, Zhuang Mingyue would just pierce his eardrums.

Just when she stepped onto the first step of the third floor, there was a sudden loud bang.

The door behind him opened.

"No...don't stop me...I still want to drink..."

Drunk Jiang Man came back from the banquet room disheveled. The blue suspender nightgown on her body had fallen off, her skin was white, and the blue lace was hung on her arms.

The gentleman at the banquet held Jiang Man's arm, stared at Jiang Man with a sinister and cold gaze, and then turned to the people in the corridor, "Mingyue, why did you come back so late today?"

Zhuang Mingyue didn't look back, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't have seen, because she had already seen Jiang Man coming out of the banquet room.

She really didn't want to see anything else.

Without turning her head, she responded quickly and said: "I have an extra class today, so I came back late. Brother Zhan... I... I will go back to sleep first."

After speaking, Zhuang Mingyue hurriedly ran upstairs.

Within half a minute, there was a scream from upstairs, 'Ah——'

Zhan Yan raised his head and glanced. With such a big movement, he might have fallen badly.

Zhan Yan was wearing home-style black pajamas with striped stripes. The terrifying anger on his body was a bit colder than before. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Man's hair, "I want a man so much. I don't mind if I find a few more men next time." Come and stay with you.”

Jiang Man's scalp was numb with pain, his eyes were clear, and there was no hint of drunkenness, "Zhan Yan, are you fucking serious? Let me go! It hurts!"

She grabbed Zhan Yan's hand and looked at Zhan Yan's appearance at this time. Jiang Man could see that he was really angry.

Zhan Yan said harshly in her ear: "Jiang Man, you dare to use your dirty body to seek death. Next time... I don't mind letting you relive what it was like to be played by several men."

Jiang Man's eyes began to show fear, and her pupils were stunned, but the next second, she laughed, sadly, "Okay... but before that, can Zhanyan let me get you once? I slept with you, I I’m giving you my life, okay?”

"You're really crazy!" Zhan Yan threw her aside, his eyes full of impatience, "It seems you really need to wake up."

Zhan Yan twisted his neck, his cold eyes were like those of a man-eating beast, he grabbed the unconscious woman on the ground, lifted her up and walked into the house, closing the door with his feet.

Turning on the faucet in the bathroom, Zhan Yan held her head and soaked it in the pool...

again and again...

...

Zhuang Mingyue felt that Mercury must be retrograde today.

Limping, he walked out of the bathroom.

She happened to be dead at the entrance of the stairs on the fourth floor when her foot sprained. The pain made her doubt her life.

Zhuang Mingyue went to the bathroom to rinse her ankles with cold water and took a shower. She was wearing a strawberry-print nightgown and her hair was tied up with hairpins.

The hair next to her ears was wet and still dripping with water, and there were still a few drops of water falling on her neck. The cold white light fell on the delicate, delicate and painful grinning face, and there were tears in her eyes, which made her look a little tender. Touching, Zhuang Mingyue sat on the bed and rubbed the bottle of safflower oil. Fortunately, she took it with her when she went upstairs.

The whole room was filled with the smell of safflower oil. After applying the medicine, I put the safflower oil on the bedside table and randomly took out a few tissues to wipe my hands.

I looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and reached out to turn off the lamp next to the bed.

Zhuang Mingyue usually doesn't go to bed past eleven o'clock, and today was the first time he slept very late.

After practicing dancing for several hours, I fell asleep immediately after touching the pillow.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the sound of cicadas is heard.

Early morning.

There was the sound of a key turning outside the house, and the door was opened.

A dark shadow came over.

The person on the bed didn't notice.

In her sleep, Zhuang Mingyue felt that the dull pain in her ankle was replaced by a burst of comfort, and her whole body seemed to be lying on cotton.

A soft squeaking sound came from his throat unconsciously.

In a daze, I saw that familiar face.

The delicate voice called out, "Honey, keep rubbing~"

After hearing these words, Zhan Yan stopped moving his hands and looked at her with complicated eyes in his dark eyes.

The girl's waist was covered with a thin blanket. Perhaps because the weather was too hot, the blanket only covered her buttocks, and the hem of her skirt had long been hidden.

The only thing that catches the eye is the pair of fair and well-proportioned legs without any fat, the slightly curly long hair covering the face, and the fallen collar, which seems to attract people to sin.