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

"What did you mean by a white dress?" Zhou Yu retorted, his eyes cold.

"I..." Startled by his gaze, Meng Zhixue's heart pounded. She unconsciously took a step back before answering, "Well... a white dress, not Bai Xue, but... the dress your white moonlight likes to wear?"

He agreed to let Madam Zhou keep her, probably because he wanted to remember Bai Xue by her side.

Is not it?

In his past life, he made her wear a white dress every day, even in winter.

She doesn't really care what she wears, as long as it's clean and tidy, but she gets tired of wearing the same style of clothes all the time.

Once, she bought a pale yellow dress and was admiring herself in the mirror in her bedroom, indulging in a moment of self-admiration. He caught her in the act, and his face darkened. He said, "You can wear whatever you want from now on," and left.

The next day, however, he sent her a whole set of jewelry, leaving her puzzled and wondering what he was thinking.

Those few days he was particularly fierce with her, looking very angry, as if he wanted her to put out his fire.

"How do you know her name, what she likes, and why did you ask? Did Wei Suying tell you?" Zhou Yu retorted in a deep voice, seemingly suppressing his anger. "You wear whatever she likes? Are you...?"

Zhou Yu took a deep breath, suppressing his anger.

They didn't continue.

Meng Zhixue looked at him with her dark, almond-shaped eyes full of innocence.

I don't know why he reacted so strongly.

Zhou Yu spoke coldly again: "I just found out that Wang Chengyuan secretly transferred over 100 million yuan of the couple's joint assets while Wei Suying was busy with her pregnancy and childbirth and had no time to attend to the company. Your reminder to Wei Suying was very timely. If she had discovered it any later, she might have faced the risk of a broken cash flow and a demoralized company."

"But you're so good to Wei Suying..." he asked, "Do you know that she had your friend introduce you to Night Jue, and even arranged a meeting for me to attend, trying to push you onto me?"

Meng Zhixue was stunned: "...What?"

But then she suddenly remembered the phone call Xue Mei had overheard that night, and another voice echoed in her mind.

"Why not?" Zhou Yu asked as well.

Meng Zhixue pursed her cherry lips, her almond-shaped eyes filled with confusion and stubbornness, like a rabbit cornered by a hunter, about to cry at any moment.

For some reason, seeing her dazed and confused expression, Zhou Yu felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

It feels sore and a little painful.

Lowering his gaze and concealing the sharpness in his eyes, he unconsciously softened his tone: "People like us, born and raised in wealthy families, accustomed to deceit and treachery, do you think we're anything but pure and kind?"

Meng Zhixue did not speak.

Zhou Yu continued, "Wei Suying using you is her problem, not yours. Don't be sad, but don't trust her too much either. I'm not saying this to lecture you, just to remind you."

"Mm." Meng Zhixue nodded, quickly composing herself and saying, "I know you're not a good person, but Sister Ying gave me a job and treated me very well. If I can help her, I'll only be happy for her. Besides, she didn't even know me when she started scheming against me."

One thing at a time, the kindness Sister Ying showed me was genuine.

If you still have reservations, just go and ask tomorrow to find out.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhixue's almond-shaped eyes regained their clarity and brightness, as if she wasn't the one who had suddenly felt so lost that she wanted to cry.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu felt a slight itch in his fingers.

I really want to ruffle the hair of the person in front of me.

I was so angry that my teeth itched.

What does "I know you're not a good person" mean? If he's not a good person, why would she stand here and provoke him?

……

Meng Zhixue returned to her room and took a refreshing hot bath.

The room Zhou Yu arranged for her was quite nice; it was a suite with a walk-in closet and a private bathroom, not to mention a huge round bathtub in the bathroom, making for a very comfortable bath.

As she came out of the bathroom, drying her dripping hair, she picked up her phone and found that Wei Suying had sent her a video.

Out of curiosity, I clicked on it and found a picture of Wang Chengyuan tied to a chair, with Wei Suying, dressed in a cheongsam, holding a thin cigarette in one hand and slapping Wang Chengyuan's face with the other.

This……

Unable to resist, Meng Zhixue smiled, pursing her lips.

Wei Suying called again, her voice carrying a faint smile: "Xiaoxue, go to work as usual tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

Meng Zhixue nodded, then realized that Wei Suying couldn't see her, and quickly said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, the gloom in her heart vanished.

Yingjie handled this matter in a cool and stylish way, her attitude couldn't be more obvious.

Fortunately, she didn't listen to Zhou Yu's attempts to sow discord, otherwise, if she had been blaming Sister Ying in her heart just now, she would be blaming herself now.

"It's all Zhou Yu's fault! He sees everyone as dirty because of his own heart. Luckily, I'm smart and didn't misunderstand Sister Ying!" Slapping her cheek, Meng Zhixue tried to clear her head. "I need to stay alert from now on!"

Suddenly, the door was opened.

Wearing an indigo silk nightgown that made him appear even taller and more imposing, Zhou Yu, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, stood in the doorway, gripping the doorknob. His beautiful, captivating eyes held a cold smile as he casually retorted, "Oh, you're so shrewd and intelligent, but what about my heart?"

Meng Zhixue: "...!!!"

After a two-second pause, she jumped up with a soft gasp, rushed to the door, pushed the man leaning against the doorframe outwards, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside.

His nose was nearly smashed open, and Zhou Yu was so angry he laughed. He pounded on the door and shouted, "Meng Zhixue, you've got some nerve?!"

Meng Zhixue's voice was even louder, almost jumping up and down as she shouted, "What did I do? You suddenly opened the girls' room door in your pajamas and you still think you're right? You're scaring me!"

She had just finished showering and was still wearing her pajamas, a cool and refreshing short-sleeved and short-sleeved style.

Zhou Yu: "...?"

He gritted his teeth, glanced at his pajamas, then at the hot milk in his hand, his ears turning red with anger. He couldn't help but explain, "Damn it! I brought you milk..."

Meng Zhixue was even angrier, her voice extremely fierce: "What milk? I don't want your milk! You're not only scary, you're also filthy! You're a pervert!"

Zhou Yu: "...?!"

Was he worried that someone was having trouble sleeping, so he came over to deliver milk?

He raised his hand to knock on the door again, but the door suddenly creaked open.

Meng Zhixue peeked out, her gaze quickly sweeping over the hot milk in his hand. She laughed awkwardly, "Heh, heh, it's real milk..."

She said that she had just vaguely seen him holding something in his hand.

It seems there was a misunderstanding about him.

"Otherwise what?" Zhou Yu retorted with a sour face. "If it's not real milk, what else could it be? I'm not that stingy with this little bit of money... Wait, what are you thinking about?"

Realizing what was happening, Zhou Yu was both annoyed and amused, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Eyes facing each other.

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.

Meng Zhixue's fair and pretty face turned bright red. She tried to retreat and close the door to pretend to be dead, but her dodging action was interrupted by a slender hand, which stopped her spellcasting.

Zhou Yu leaned against the door with one hand, tapping lightly with his fingers. His deep, smiling eyes looked down at her, and he asked slowly with a deliberately leisurely laugh, "What did you think it was, milk?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

"Don't sleep tonight until you explain yourself clearly."

Meng Zhixue: "...!!!"