After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 160 "You bastard!"

Meng Weiyuan almost immediately realized what she was saying. He placed his palm on the back of You Sijia's head, his palm tickling as the strands of hair caught in his hair.

"Don't you dislike it?" Meng Weiyuan asked. "You don't need to force yourself."

"What about the family?" Yusjia asked.

Meng Weiyuan: "I'll handle it."

Yuska was silent for a while, then said, "I'm afraid of pain."

She wasn't prepared at all; it seemed that becoming a mother would truly be stepping into another stage of life.

Meng Weiyuan chuckled, "We can discuss these things when you want children, right? Saying you're afraid of pain now is just putting pressure on yourself."

Yu Sijia pursed her lips, then reached out and poked Meng Weiyuan's chest, groaning, "Anyway, whatever you say sounds good! Who knows if that's what you really think?"

Meng Weiyuan was almost crying out for justice. He had already retreated to the point where he had nowhere left to retreat, but his wife didn't believe him. What could he do?
"Shall I take it out and show it to you?"

As he spoke, Meng Weiyuan reached out to unbutton his clothes.

His movement was slapped away by Yusjia. "You pervert!" Yusjia said, her ears turning red.

Meng Weiyuan: "..."

But the next second, Yu Sijia suddenly reached out and, instead of Meng Weiyuan's hand, tried to unbutton his shirt.

Just as Meng Weiyuan was feeling bewildered, You Sijia's voice reached his ears.

"But now that I think about it, what you said does make some sense. I always need to check if you're being sincere and see what you're really thinking." After saying that, You Sijia bit Meng Weiyuan hard in the chest.

When he took that bite, Meng Weiyuan only felt a brief stinging pain. Soon, an indescribable itch replaced the momentary pain.

The room was dark, but darkness is where different emotions are most likely to arise.

The man, who already harbored pent-up frustration, would only exert himself more forcefully that night, as if to vent or to try and hold on.

The boxes in the bedside table were all empty. Meng Weiyuan took a deep look at the person in his arms before giving up.

He turned on the room's fresh air system, dispersing all the lingering, strong smell.

Otherwise, Meng Weiyuan was worried that when he woke up tomorrow morning, there would still be a strange smell in the room. If You Sijia could smell it, she might recall his indulgence tonight. If she threw a tantrum, that would be a small matter. But if he couldn't get into bed for several days, that would be a big deal.

However, Meng Weiyuan was still thinking too little.

Based on the numerous red marks he left on Yustia's body tonight, how could the mere dissipation of the lingering scent in the air make Yustia forget what he had done all night?
The next day, when Yu Sijia woke up in bed, she couldn't help but curse Meng Weiyuan in her mind as soon as she moved.

Every part of my body aches.

Sitting up in bed, Yuska's ears turned bright red when she saw that even her wrists were covered in a dense network of hickeys.

When Yusjia stood in front of the full-length mirror, her bright red face almost turned completely black.

She wouldn't believe that Meng Weiyuan wasn't born in the Year of the Dog!

Looking at the marks on her neck and chest, Yusya clenched her fists.

Unfortunately, Meng Weiyuan is not in the room now, and she doesn't know where he went. She can't find anyone to vent her anger on.

After finishing packing, Yusjia slowly took the elevator downstairs.

When she reached the living room, she heard Meng Weiyuan's voice, seemingly chatting and laughing with Chairman You. As soon as You Sijia stepped out of the elevator, she was caught red-handed by You's mother, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Were you out too late yesterday? Why did you get up so late?" Mrs. You asked as she walked over.

Yusjia looked puzzled. She glanced at the grandfather clock in the living room and saw that it was only a little past ten o'clock, which was far too early for her usual schedule.

Her mother never used to complain about her sleeping in so much.

“Look at Xiao Meng, she gets up very early this morning to make breakfast herself, and your dad raves about it. Look at you, how can you be so lazy? Haven’t you already gone to work? Do you always act like this when you go to the company?” Mrs. You nagged on and on.

Upon hearing this, Yusjia immediately understood the reason behind the scolding she received so early in the morning.

The next moment, Yusjia turned her head, her eyes shooting like daggers at the man still standing in front of the island platform.

So it turns out there was a comparison.

Although Meng Weiyuan was chatting with Chairman You, the moment You Sijia stepped out of the elevator, most of his attention was already focused on her.

He had overheard his mother-in-law and wife's conversation. So, when Yu Sijia's eyes turned into daggers and shot at him, Meng Weiyuan quickly said, "She was too tired yesterday. She had to meet friends, and then she was dragged to a party in the evening, which is why she got up a little late. Before, when we were in Beijing, Jiajia didn't sleep in much."

Mother Yu wasn't really criticizing Yu Sijia for getting up too late. It was just that her son-in-law had come to the house, not only getting up early but also preparing breakfast for the whole family. Compared to that, Yu Sijia seemed a bit too inconsiderate.

When she heard Meng Weiyuan speak up to defend her eldest daughter, a smile appeared on Mother You's face.

“You spoil her so much,” Mrs. You said.

Meng Weiyuan: "Of course."

She's his wife, shouldn't he spoil her?
However, Yustya interpreted these words in a different way.

Yu Sijia didn't think Meng Weiyuan was being modest; wasn't this exactly what Meng Weiyuan should do?

Besides, she was indeed very tired yesterday, but it was definitely not because of the reasons Meng Weiyuan just mentioned.

Does this person not know why they got up so late? They're just pretending to be a big shot!
The kitchen in this living room isn't as big as the dining room next door, but it's still quite large.

Yu Sijia walked to the island platform. Because she had just gotten up, Meng Weiyuan fried an egg again and poured her a glass of fresh milk.

"Have a drink," Meng Weiyuan said.

Yusijia stood next to him, tore off a small piece of bread, and kicked Meng Weiyuan's shin with her foot, which was blocked underneath.

“Pretending!” she said through gritted teeth.

Meng Weiyuan stood still, letting You Sijia kick him. It wouldn't hurt much anyway, and it wasn't a bad thing to let his wife vent her anger.

"What else would you like to eat?" Meng Weiyuan asked in a low, good-natured voice, as if he hadn't heard You Sijia's accusations earlier.

"Eat you!" Yusjia said angrily, the way she bit into the bread looked like she was tearing at Meng Weiyuan, and her eyes were still a little red.

Upon hearing this, Meng Weiyuan paused, then turned his head and gave You Sijia a meaningful look with a half-smile.

When Yusijia realized what Meng Weiyuan meant by that look, she hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to drink the milk in her hand.

"You bastard!" Yustia cursed under her breath, picked up her plate, and quickly left the kitchen, this place of trouble.

Behind him, Meng Weiyuan's laughter came.

(End of this chapter)