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

"What else do you want to talk about?" Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes turned cold, his face dark as he retorted, "Two million isn't enough, the five social insurances and one housing fund aren't enough, and if the insurance isn't enough, I'll make up the rest for you!"

"You really want me to stay by your side?" Meng Zhixue asked in surprise. "I thought you would refuse."

"...?" Zhou Yu's face darkened even more.

With a cold laugh, he released Meng Zhixue's wrist.

He sat down again, spread his long legs, crossed his arms, and looked at her coldly, as if to see what other tricks she could come up with.

Meng Zhixue blinked innocently, and seeing that he didn't move, she simply ignored him.

She looked at Madam Zhou and said earnestly, "I am really tempted by the conditions you have proposed. If Young Master Zhou does not refuse, I am willing to stay and work by his side. However, I also have some thoughts of my own."

"Go ahead," Madam Zhou said with a smile.

After some discussion, the two reached an agreement.

Meng Zhixue refused the two million yuan check offered by Mrs. Zhou, but was willing to accept the job offered by Mrs. Zhou as Zhou Yu's personal assistant and sign a legal three-month labor contract with the company.

During the contract period, Meng Zhixue will receive a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, enjoy five social insurances and one housing fund, as well as other company benefits, and also receive an additional one-year accidental injury insurance and commercial medical insurance.

Meng Zhixue's job is to take care of Zhou Yu's daily life and meet his needs after he returns home from work. Her working hours are from 6 pm to 8 am, and she can go to sleep and rest normally after 10 pm.

Of course, this necessities do not include warming the bed or any illegal content, similar to a nighttime babysitter.

Matters between men and women are not covered by this contract.

Whether it's Zhou Yu or Meng Zhixue, if they want to have anything happen with each other, they must do so while respecting the other person's wishes. They cannot force each other or break the law.

After signing the contract, Mrs. Zhou sighed softly and looked at Meng Zhixue with gentle eyes: "You are a good girl, I like you very much."

"You're beautiful, have a good personality, and look so much like that person. If you're not good enough, I really don't know what to do."

"Child, don't worry."

"You and Zhou Yu should take good care of yourselves for the next three months. If your relationship progresses, I will only be happy and offer my blessings. As for me, I don't ask for much right now, I just hope that he can get married and have children normally."

"..."

As soon as Madam Zhou finished speaking, Zhou Yu stood up abruptly.

He looked at Meng Zhixue with his peach blossom eyes and asked coldly, "Can we leave now?"

"..." Meng Zhixue first looked at Madam Zhou questioningly, and only after Madam Zhou nodded did she nod to Zhou Yu in response, "It's fine."

Zhou Yu scoffed softly, his teeth itching with anger.

……

Stepping out of the coffee shop, Zhou Yu strode forward, so fast that he stirred up a gust of wind.

Even so, he remained composed and elegant.

Meng Zhixue had to jog to keep up with his pace, and soon her face was flushed and she was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

She didn't ask Zhou Yu to slow down; she just kept her head down and tried her best to keep up.

However, the intense emotion in her eyes when she glanced at Zhou Yu from time to time was clearly conveyed as "You deserve to die," so clear that it was impossible to ignore.

The more she looked at him, the more intense the nameless rage in Zhou Yu's heart burned.

He abruptly stopped, put one hand on his hip, and asked with a sour face, "Meng Zhixue, tell me, what's your opinion? Just say it!"

Standing at 185 cm tall, with his gaze looking down at her, Meng Zhixue, who barely exceeds 160 cm in height, felt like a small animal in front of him. She felt as if a shadow had descended upon her, pressing her down completely.

"Huh?" Meng Zhixue was a little confused. "No, right? I..."

"You didn't?" Zhou Yu retorted sharply. "Tell me yourself, you just gave me those ghostly glances, you were definitely cursing me in your heart, do you think I'm stupid?"

"this……"

Oh, so that's what it is.

Realizing what had happened, Meng Zhixue was at a loss for words.

And, without realizing it, she gave Zhou Yu another look that said, "You deserve to die." After realizing what she had done, she quickly shifted her gaze to the flowers and plants not far away, pretending to be very busy.

Zhou Yu was so angry he laughed.

He finally understood: people can actually laugh when they're speechless!

"Speak!" Zhou Yu said coldly.

"I just..." Meng Zhixue began, "I just think that it's fine for you to miss your ex-girlfriend, and it's fine for you to remain chaste for her, but why do you have to say that you're sick and make Mrs. Zhou worry? She really loves you, otherwise she wouldn't have signed this work contract with me."

Why? Zhou Yu was stunned.

This was an answer he hadn't expected.

Meng Zhixue, however, did not notice his expression and sighed softly, saying, "I guess Madam Zhou also knows that this method is not advisable. Three months will not change anything at all, but for your 'recovery,' she does not want to let go of even this slightest chance."

She really wanted that kind of maternal love.

Unfortunately, she didn't.

Zhou Yu frowned, looking at her probingly, and asked, "You know I'm not sick? How did you know that? How can you be so sure?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Help!

All her emotions vanished, and she was stunned!

Yes! Things are different now. She has never inspected Zhou Yu's goods in this lifetime, so how is she supposed to know?

'I, I, I…' Meng Zhixue's mind raced. Suddenly, she recalled some strange identification methods she had seen online and blurted out, 'You, you, you have a big nose! You, you have long fingers, you must be really good in that area! You, you don't look like someone who's impotent!'

Zhou Yu: "..."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Eyes facing each other.

The wind was blowing and it was chilly.

Meng Zhixue shrank her neck, feeling a cool sensation.

No matter how cold the autumn wind was, it couldn't be as cold as the smile in Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes. She felt like she might die... Oh, murder is illegal, but she guessed that the job she had just gotten was going to be gone.

She had originally planned to fleece the capitalists for three months to alleviate her current poverty.

Frustrated, she pulled out the contract and said, "Since..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Yu interrupted her, saying without further ado, "If you want to work for me, you have to quit your job with Ye Jue. You're not allowed to go there again!"

"...Hmm." Meng Zhixue nodded, having no objection.

Although Sister Chen was with Ye Jue, the group was a mixed bag, and she had no intention of climbing the social ladder, so she had originally planned to resign.

Zhou Yu added, "You'd better not be late starting work tonight."

"Tonight?" Meng Zhixue asked in surprise.

"Didn't you sign a contract that starts today?" Zhou Yu retorted.

"Mmm." Meng Zhixue's almond-shaped eyes lit up with surprise, and she happily took the contract, nodding repeatedly.

"Come on, I'll take you to Wei Suying's house!"

"Thank you, Young Master Zhou!" Meng Zhixue didn't hold back her praise for the person she served, giving a thumbs up and saying, "You're so kind!"

"Flattery!" Zhou Yu glanced at her coldly, but when he looked up ahead, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Not only are they obsequious, but they're also stupid!

I don't want two million, why would I want social insurance and housing fund?

……

After delivering Meng Zhixue to Wei Suying's house, Zhou Yu left immediately.

They didn't even bother to greet Wei Suying.

Meng Zhixue ignored him, took out a small round mirror from her handbag, carefully tidied her hair and clothes, and when she felt that everything was in order, she pressed the video doorbell with a feeling of anticipation and unease.

Wei Suying's beautiful and radiant face appeared on the screen, and Meng Zhixue immediately called out in a clear voice, "Sister Ying!"

"You're here?" Wei Suying smiled. "Come in quickly."

"good!"

The side door slowly opened, and as soon as Meng Zhixue stepped into the villa courtyard, she was stunned by the blooming roses that filled the yard.

This place is so beautiful!

Wei Suying's home is like living in a rose garden.

A housekeeper came up to her, greeted her with a smile, and led her towards the villa.

However, when Meng Zhixue entered the high-ceilinged living room, the first person she saw was not Wei Suying, but a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed elegantly.

The middle-aged man looked her up and down, then asked with a smile, "Who are you? I've never seen you before."