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

Zhou Yu: "I'm not going to the hospital."

Xie Lingfeng: "You can go."

"I'm not going."

"You must go!"

"..."

Seeing the two brothers arguing without reaching a consensus, Wen Jueming pushed up his glasses and said to Zhou Yu, "If you don't go, won't your little bird think you deliberately had Xie Lingfeng give false information to test her?"

He won't admit that he also wants to watch the show.

"If I went to the hospital, then it's not fake news?" Zhou Yu retorted coldly.

"At least we'll go all out with the act, so it won't be so easy to expose us," Wen Jueming said.

Xie Lingfeng said, "Anyway, I told her that you vomited blood, and she asked me to take you to the hospital."

"..." Zhou Yu closed his eyes patiently, and after a long while, he nodded, suppressing his anger, "Go to the hospital."

Upon arriving at the hospital, we went directly to a VIP ward on the top floor.

After waiting for almost two hours, the three of them were losing patience. Wen Jueming took out his medical book, Xie Lingfeng took out a cigarette and went to the corridor, and Meng Zhixue, covered in sweat, stumbled into the ward.

She was terrified at the sight; her face turned pale, her eyes were red like a rabbit's, and her legs seemed so weak she could barely stand.

Seeing Zhou Yu lying on the hospital bed, her eyes reddened even more, and her expression became extremely aggrieved.

Zhou Yu's heart softened when he looked into her almond-shaped eyes, which were filled with moisture. His mood, which had been agitated all night, was somehow smoothed out like a piece of wrinkled fabric being ironed out.

"Were you scared?" he asked.

"Yes." Meng Zhixue nodded, still feeling a bit shaken.

Recalling how the traffic light suddenly changed when she was crossing the road, she was afraid of being caught on camera. In her panic, she accidentally stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake, almost hitting someone. Her face paled even more.

You're so dense!

She will never dare to drive again!

With friends around, Zhou Yu coughed awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Are you that worried about me?"

Meng Zhixue: "Ah..."

She blinked, looking at Zhou Yu, then at Wen Jueming.

Wen Jueming smiled gently at her: "Hello, I'm Zhou Yu's childhood friend."

Meng Zhixue was eager to change the subject and asked curiously, "Did you call me just now?"

However, the sound seemed a bit off.

The person who called her inexplicably gave her a sense of being unpredictable, capricious, yet shrewd and difficult, rather than a gentle and mild-mannered man like Wen Jueming.

"It wasn't me, it was another friend," Wen Jueming explained.

Meng Zhixue glanced outside curiously: "He's gone?"

Wen Jueming: "He didn't leave, he went to smoke."

"Oh..." Meng Zhixue fell silent.

Zhou Yu immediately dismissed him, saying to Wen Jueming, "I have someone to take care of me here, you can go back now."

"Okay." Wen Jueming smiled at him. "Then I'll be going now."

Zhou Yu added, "Take Xie Lingfeng away."

Wen Jueming: "Okay."

The ward fell silent. Meng Zhixue suddenly covered her mouth and yawned slightly. Her originally red almond-shaped eyes immediately welled up with tears, making her look even more pitiful.

"Tired?" Zhou Yu asked.

Meng Zhixue glared at him resentfully, feigning ignorance.

"Go to sleep," Zhou Yu said.

"Where will I sleep?" Meng Zhixue sighed with melancholy as she looked around the ward. "A VIP ward doesn't even have a bed for a family member. Is it really that VIP?"

Zhou Yu: "..."

Actually, it used to exist, but Wen Jueming had it taken away.

"Can I change rooms?" he asked.

"Fine, that's fine. I'll just sleep by the bed." Meng Zhixue didn't care. "I have high-quality sleep, I can fall asleep anytime."

Zhou Yu suddenly threw back the covers and got out of bed: "Let's go home."

"Huh?" Meng Zhixue didn't react for a moment.

It wasn't until Zhou Yu grabbed her wrist that she realized he really meant going home and not staying in the hospital.

"Your body..."

"I have a private doctor."

"I don't want to drive."

Call a designated driver.

"Oh..." Meng Zhixue had no more questions.

Having driven for an hour or two with terrible driving skills and then being greatly frightened, she was indeed exhausted and her mind was not clear as she let Zhou Yu pull her forward, feeling drowsy.

While waiting for the elevator, she lurched forward uncontrollably. Zhou Yu reacted quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his arms, thus preventing her from hitting her forehead on the elevator door.

He took two deep breaths and then, suppressing his discomfort, held her close.

Unbeknownst to them, their "intimate" moment was witnessed by a woman in a hospital gown, who not only watched but also took out her phone and filmed it.

Not only did she film the two, but after they entered the elevator, the woman was shocked and went to ask the nurse about their situation.

After asking the questions, he exclaimed "Wow!" in amazement and then dialed another number.

"Bai Xue, are you really not going to tell Zhou Yu the truth that you're still alive?" The woman's voice was full of worry and anxiety, but her eyes were full of amusement.

"Guess what I just saw?" she exclaimed dramatically. "I saw Zhou Yu in the hospital, with a woman taking care of him! The nurse said he dotes on that woman a lot, and he even got drunk and ended up in the hospital because of her, supposedly even suffering a stomach hemorrhage!"

"That woman was incredibly beautiful and alluring. When he held her in his arms with her eyes red, she looked so delicate and charming."

"Oh dear, wasn't Zhou Yu only in your heart? How come he suddenly fell for someone else? Bai Xue, are you really not planning to go back to China?"