A pampered young lady from a wealthy family is reborn, choosing a rich wife over a rich man.

"You know I have an appointment with Sister Ying today," Meng Zhixue politely declined.

"It's nothing." Zhou Yu glanced at her indifferently.

He put on the Bluetooth headset with one hand, made a phone call to Wei Suying, and "helped" her postpone their agreed time with Wei Suying in just a few words.

Meng Zhixue: "...Shouldn't you ask me if I agree first?"

"You disagree?" Zhou Yu glanced at her and asked in return.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Why is there such murderous intent in this person's eyes? Did she offend him?

Those who understand the times are wise, and she is the best of the best, JJ Lin, ah, no... anyway, that's the gist of it.

Even if Madam Zhou is not someone to be trifled with, she hasn't defiled her precious son yet, so she's not going to eat her alive, is she? Hmm, it should be fine!

After calming herself down quickly, Meng Zhixue looked out the car window and cheered up again.

It is now late autumn, and the yellowing sycamore leaves are beautiful in a layered way, as if you can count the traces of autumn's gradual permeation.

It's good to be alive!

……

Instead of taking Meng Zhixue to the Zhou family home, Zhou Yu took her to a coffee shop in the Jiangshan Imperial View villa area.

Blues Cafe.

Stepping into this place again, Meng Zhixue felt as if she had returned to another world.

...and it has indeed reopened.

In front of the bright French windows, an elegant lady sat at a small round table made of black walnut wood, sipping coffee. Her exquisite makeup and composed demeanor revealed her pampered lifestyle.

This is Zhou Yu's mother, Madam Zhou.

Meng Zhixue glanced timidly at Zhou Yu beside her, but he didn't even look at her and went straight to sit down next to Madam Zhou.

Seeing that she didn't move, he raised an eyebrow at her: "What are you standing there for?"

Tolerate!

Bear with me!

Meng Zhixue took a deep breath, secretly rubbed her slightly weak legs, walked to the small round table, sat down in the last chair, and gave Madam Zhou a smile that was more like a grimace.

"Mrs. Zhou, hello..." she stammered.

"You're spineless." Zhou Yu glanced at her.

"..." Meng Zhixue took another deep breath and said clearly, "Hello, Madam Zhou! My name is Meng Zhixue, I am female, just turned 20, and have a college diploma... I wonder if you have called me here today because you have something to tell me?"

Meng Zhixue glanced quickly at Zhou Yu, her small face serious, her eyes as firm as a pine tree biting down on a mountain: "If you're worried that Young Master Zhou will be defiled by me and want me to stay away from him, I swear on my life, I will definitely keep my distance from him and will absolutely not get involved with him, absolutely, absolutely not! I swear!"

Zhou Yu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his pair of gloomy peach blossom eyes were cold and piercing, shooting sharp daggers at Meng Zhixue.

Defilement?

She defiled him?

Haha! We don't even know who's defiled whom yet!

After Meng Zhixue finished speaking, Madam Zhou smiled gently and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you."

Meng Zhixue nervously swallowed, trying to make her smile look more natural.

But Mrs. Zhou's next words made her instantly lose control of her expression.

"Actually, the reason I had Zhou Yu invite you here today is to ask you to stay by Zhou Yu's side." Madam Zhou took out her checkbook, pulled out a check for one million, and pushed it in front of her. "This is my sincerity."

"Huh?" Meng Zhixue stared in disbelief.

What is this event?

In her past life, Mrs. Zhou threw a check at her face, humiliating her from head to toe and telling her to get lost, leaving her with deep psychological trauma.

In this life, Mrs. Zhou throws checks at her, begging her to stay?

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "Last night you heard Wei Suying say that Zhou Yu had a 'white moonlight' in high school, but she passed away unexpectedly, right?"

"Yes." Meng Zhixue nodded, glancing at Zhou Yu, who had no expression.

Madam Zhou continued, "Ever since that person died, Zhou Yu has become this strange, cold-hearted person. Not only has he lost interest in women, but he also suffers from erectile dysfunction..."

"Ah?!" Meng Zhixue exclaimed uncontrollably, looking at Zhou Yu, whose expression was indifferent.

Could she possibly know such a secret?

No, no, no, wait a minute!

What kind of obstacle does Zhou Yu have? How is that possible?

Wasn't he the one who would torment her and make her feel like she was dying whenever he got angry in her past life?!

Was Zhou Yu doing this on purpose?

Meng Zhixue's mind raced, but Madam Zhou only saw simple shock... This was something she had anticipated, so there was nothing unexpected about it.

To be honest, she only approached Meng Zhixue because she was desperate and grasping at straws.

Madam Zhou said, "So, are you willing to help Zhou Yu, and also help me, his mother? You do look very similar to Zhou Yu's white moonlight, about 80 or 90 percent. Maybe it will have an effect."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Mrs. Zhou then took out a check for one million and pushed it into her hand: "If that's not enough, we can talk about it again."

Meng Zhixue: "...!!!"

That's too much!

Don't test someone whose will is not strong to begin with; she would really agree to two million!

"Other requests are welcome," Madam Zhou said gently.

"Is it really possible?" Meng Zhixue's heart skipped a beat.

"Hmm." Mrs. Zhou glanced at Zhou Yu subtly, then picked up a small silver spoon and stirred her coffee.

"I... my request might be a little excessive..." Meng Zhixue said softly, "I know the Zhou family owns many companies and businesses, I..."

Madam Zhou paused in her hand holding the small silver spoon, and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Meng Zhixue's voice lowered even further: "I... I just wanted to know, what is my status as someone working for Young Master Zhou? Am I considered an employee of the Zhou family? I... could the company give me a registered affiliation and provide me with social insurance and housing fund benefits?"

After saying that, Meng Zhixue's face turned completely red, and her eyes were full of trepidation.

She looked timidly at Madam Zhou, appearing pitiful and waiting to be rejected.

"...?" Mrs. Zhou looked at her questioningly, then asked definitively, "Just this? Five social insurances and one housing fund?"

Seeing that things were looking promising, Meng Zhixue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Is that alright?"

"Of course," Madam Zhou's eyes regained their smile, "Even the most unreasonable requests are welcome."

"Really?" Meng Zhixue's eyes lit up, and she pressed her advantage shyly, "Then, then can you buy me more insurance?"

"What kind of insurance?" Mrs. Zhou pondered. If she wanted to buy savings insurance or life insurance, up to one million wouldn't be a problem.

Meng Zhixue's almond-shaped eyes shone brightly, her whole face glowing with joy: "How about accident insurance? Or commercial medical insurance with zero deductible? I don't feel as secure with just social security."

Mrs. Zhou: "...Okay."

"Really?"

"real!"

Meng Zhixue was so happy she was almost dizzy.

She silently exclaimed "Ahhh!" in her mind, unable to express her joy. Looking at Madam Zhou with gratitude, she assured her, "Madam Zhou, thank you so much! You're so kind! I will work hard from now on, I definitely will!"

"Yes, I believe you," Mrs. Zhou replied gently.

He didn't have a chance to speak from beginning to end, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. Zhou Yu, watching the two women chatting happily, thought: "...?"

That's just unbelievable!

He grabbed Meng Zhixue's wrist and pulled her up from the chair: "Weren't you going to find Wei Suying? Let's go!"

"Wait, wait!" Meng Zhixue quickly said, "Mrs. Zhou and I haven't finished talking yet!"