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

Chapter 200 Old Rogue

Yu Sijia's mind inappropriately drifted to the words Meng Weiyuan had whispered in her ear in the car before they left the company parking lot, before they ate.

"If it weren't for the wrong location..."

Even though Meng Weiyuan didn't say what he was going to say, You Sijia knew what he meant.

Where is there even a trace of the demeanor of a veteran cadre?

Yusijia couldn't help but mutter to herself.

But she quickly lost interest in these trivial matters, and when Meng Weiyuan noticed that she was still daydreaming at this moment, he couldn't help but move her a little harder.

Yuska lowered her head and bit the man's shoulder.

Perhaps it was the flowers she received tonight that put her in a good mood, or perhaps it was the recent success in her career, that made Yu Sijia unable to resist hugging Meng Weiyuan's neck with more enthusiasm.

When Meng Weiyuan felt the initiative of the person in his arms, he paused. The next moment, he held You Sijia as if he had walked directly into a storm.

The torrential rain has arrived and hasn't stopped all night.

Yu Sijia didn't even know when she finally fell asleep last night. All she remembered was spending a long time with Meng Weiyuan, so long that it seemed like every corner of the room bore their traces.

Even the expensive tulips that were airlifted over couldn't escape the storm. When Yustia woke up, she saw many petals scattered on the ground, looking quite pitiful.

Hugging the blanket, Yusjia blushed.

She didn't even get a proper look at it after she got back last night, what a pity.

Yusja was somewhat surprised to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Although it's the weekend, Meng Weiyuan usually gets up early to exercise. It's rare for him to be taking a shower in the bathroom, almost noon, like this.

However, Yustya soon found out why.

It's the height of summer, but the Sixi Courtyard has a constant temperature system running, so it's not hot.

When Yusijia saw Meng Weiyuan come out of the bathroom, not a single wisp of white steam rose from the bathroom behind him.

When Meng Weiyuan came over and sat down next to her, You Sijia reached out and touched the arm of the man sitting on the edge of the bed, only to find that her fingertips were ice cold.

“You…” Yustia frowned, “took a cold shower?”

Meng Weiyuan hummed in agreement, then stood up, walked around the wall, and went into the dressing room inside.

The sound of clothes hangers hitting the rod came from not far away. Yu Sijia also got off the bed, wearing slippers, and shuffled to the dressing room, looking like Meng Weiyuan's little tail.

"Why are you taking a cold shower? It's bad for your health!" she said.

These were words Meng Weiyuan had taught her before! After swimming at home, she always wanted to take a quick cold shower, but one time Meng Weiyuan caught her red-handed and gave her a lecture, which is how You Sijia changed her bad habit.

As a result, even those who educate themselves don't cherish their own bodies.

Yu Sijia was a little angry and raised her hand to poke Meng Weiyuan's chest muscles.

Meng Weiyuan: "..."

He grabbed Yuska's mischievous little hand, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and profoundness.

“We are different,” Meng Weiyuan said softly.

Yusijia wanted to ask what was different, whether he only allowed officials to set fires but forbade ordinary people to light lamps.
But before she could say that, Yu Sijia felt Meng Weiyuan pull her hand down.

Yustia: "..."

Almost immediately, she realized what was happening, screamed, and ran away from the dressing room.

After they escaped, Yustya's voice came from the other end of the room, tinged with exasperation—

"Meng Weiyuan! You old scoundrel!" Meng Weiyuan, who was still standing in the same spot, heard that after "hypocritical" and "sanctimonious," it seemed to have escalated once again.

but……

Meng Weiyuan frowned. If he's a rogue, why does he have to be "old"?
He was not very satisfied.

Yustya hid in the bathroom.

When she looked up and saw herself in the mirror, she was a little stunned.

She tilted her head and saw that the pretty woman in the mirror, with a face like a peach blossom, also tilted her head.

She curled her lips into a smile, and the woman in the mirror, whose eyes and brows seemed to still hold the allure of spring, also curled her lips into a smile.

Is this how she looks in front of Meng Weiyuan?
Yustia was somewhat alarmed.

She had almost forgotten what the woman looked like when she woke up on the big bed in the old house in the south of the city and ran to the mirror.

However, in just over a year, she seems to have changed a lot.

Those unpleasant memories from the past seemed to have disappeared after Meng Weiyuan appeared.

She seems to have completely severed ties with the past and no longer cares.

It's as if they've completely let go.

This thought suddenly entered Yusjia's mind, leaving her stunned for a while.

Standing under the shower, memories of last night flood back.

As Yusjia thought of the drawer, now empty again, and Meng Weiyuan's somewhat irritable yet forced-to-endure actions last night, she felt as if the water on her head was too hot, making her whole body feel hot as well.

During lunch, Yusjia suddenly received a phone call from an unknown number.

She answered the phone, and after hearing what the person on the other end was saying, she walked towards the main entrance with some curiosity.

Few people enter or leave the courtyard. When You Sijia received a large bouquet of flowers from the deliveryman, it suddenly dawned on her.

Yesterday, she was feeling sorry for all the tulips in the car, and Meng Weiyuan said that if she liked them so much, he would give them to her every day from now on.

Originally, she thought Meng Weiyuan was just saying it casually, but now, looking at the large bouquet of flowers in her hand, Yu Sijia realized that Meng Weiyuan was never just talking nonsense.

When Yusijia returned to the dining room with the flowers, Meng Weiyuan didn't seem surprised.

He glanced at Yustia's expression, and after confirming that the bouquet had touched her heart, he breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.

Ordering tulips at the last minute wouldn't be fast enough, even with air freight. Meng Weiyuan had been a little apprehensive about being able to order a bouquet of Freud tulips.

"Is it available every day?" Yusi asked as she sat back down next to Meng Weiyuan.

“If you like it, then you can have it,” Meng Weiyuan replied.

Yustia laughed.

"Are we really going to the island next month?" Yusja asked.

She changed topics quickly, but luckily Meng Weiyuan could keep up.

“Yes, we’ll go if you want to,” Meng Weiyuan said.

Yustia: "Just the two of us?"

Meng Weiyuan gave her a strange look. "Isn't this a belated honeymoon? Who goes on a honeymoon with three or four people?"

Meng Weiyuan was genuinely worried that You Sijia might suddenly decide to bring along people like Jiang Lingyu, and it might end up like when the two of them went skiing during the New Year, with a large group of people following behind them.

(End of this chapter)