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

Wen Jueming returned to the car, rubbing his sore arms as he complained, "Zhou Yu is really heavy. He must work out a lot; he's got a lot of muscles."

Xie Lingfeng lifted her eyelids to look at him: "Aren't you the same? Besides being proficient in medicine, you're also somewhat skilled in martial arts. If a medical dispute were to occur, you could go from being the victim to the defendant in no time."

Wen Jueming smiled and said, "You flatter me! I still can't compare to your ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness."

Xie Lingfeng denied it: "I have never killed anyone."

I'm talking about in the game.

Xie Lingfeng: "Oh..."

He turned his gaze away from the gate of villa number 15 and started the car.

While thinking to himself, he decided to drive Zhou Yu's Maybach away tonight and call Meng Zhixue tomorrow to pick up the car from his place, wondering if she would come over.

Or perhaps she feigned modesty, tossing him a "Let Zhou Yu go get it himself" and then hung up.

Thinking of this, he chuckled.

Wen Jueming interrupted his thoughts: "Why are you still driving?"

"Hmm?" Xie Lingfeng asked, looking at him.

Wen Jueming said, "I'll go to my house, you go to yours. It's less than a ten-minute walk. Do you really need to drive? Just get out of the car and leave the keys inside. Zhou Yu has a spare key anyway."

With that, he got out of the car.

Xie Lingfeng: "..."

Suppressing the urge to strangle Wen Jueming, he got out of the car with a cold face.

……

Villa No. 15, second-floor bedroom.

Unlike the minimalist style that Meng Zhixue had imagined, Zhou Yu's bedroom, although decorated in a light French style with black, white, and brown tones, was still quite cozy.

A softly lit wall lamp shone by the bedside, with a string of translucent jade beads hanging from a delicate gold chain, understated yet exquisite.

Meng Zhixue looked away in amazement, then looked at Zhou Yu sleeping on the bed, a little worried.

Do I really have to take care of him all night?

Where does she sleep?

After thinking for a moment, she decided to get some warm water to wipe his face and hands first.

Not to mention that Zhou Yu paid her the wages for the night shift nanny, he also helped her with career planning and hired a training teacher specifically for her, all of which did not cost her any money and were a great help to her.

She has little moral integrity and low standards, but she still knows how to repay kindness.

But what she didn't know was that as soon as she turned around, Zhou Yu, who was sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes, let out a soft sigh with a headache.

After filling a basin with warm water, Meng Zhixue returned to the bedside, carefully wiped Zhou Yu's face and hands, took off his shoes, and covered him with a blanket.

And he secretly praised himself: I'm such a good person!

Then, she went to her room and brought back a blanket.

She couldn't just keep going like this; she needed to sleep. She didn't want to die suddenly again.

She turned off the wall lamp and, using the light coming in from the window, groped her way to the other side of the bed. She got into bed without any elegance and shared a blanket with Zhou Yu.

Sleeping on the floor? Impossible.

Sleeping face down on the edge of the bed? Even less likely.

She had been closer to Zhou Yu in her past life, so there was no need to be coy. Most importantly, she didn't want to wrong herself at all.

Not only that, before she closed her eyes, she angrily kicked Zhou Yu on the bed.

Tell him to drink!

It'll just cause trouble for people!

asshole!

Zhou Yu: "...???!!!"

He had imagined in his mind how he would quietly carry Meng Zhixue to the bed while she was asleep, if she slept on the floor or on her stomach...

After all, she was doing this to take care of him, so I couldn't let her suffer any more.

To my utter surprise, she lay down comfortably on her own.

Not only did she lie down properly, but she also kicked him angrily.

Now, his already red ears were burning all the way up to his neck.

I was a little sleepy before, but now I'm not sleepy at all!

For the first time, he felt a pang of guilt for his brother's loyalty. He was truly grateful, thankful to his entire family! They've put him in a difficult position!

He waited until Meng Zhixue's breathing became long and even before he carefully got out of bed.

He sat down on the sofa by the window, feeling the coolness of the autumn night. Only then did he find peace, like a monk who had finally found a wooden fish, and he closed his eyes.

……

The next day.

When Meng Zhixue woke up, she found herself sleeping in an unfamiliar room, wrapped in two blankets.

She paused for a moment, then, recalling what had happened last night, she relaxed.

So what if she just stole Zhou Yu's blanket?

There was no one who robbed him.

The problem is not big.

She wouldn't sleep in his room if it weren't for taking care of him.

Zhou Yu was no longer in the room; I wonder if he went to the company.

He is, after all, the CEO.

In his past life, he was like this. Apart from the coldness of the first three months, he spent his days expanding his business at the company and his nights working hard with her at home.

They never let up, and I don't know where their boundless energy comes from.

After yawning widely, Meng Zhixue got out of bed and stopped when she saw a tall figure busy in the kitchen as she walked down the stairs.

Under the warm light, the man wearing a plaid apron was tall with long legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, yet he had the air of a good family man.

If she becomes a wealthy woman in the future, will she be able to keep a young man at home?

Meng Zhixue quickly shook her head, trying to stop the evil thought...

Think about your savings!

It's not enough!

"What's wrong? Headache?" Zhou Yu came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of freshly toasted bread and placed a tray of milk on the table. "I heated up some milk for you, would you like some?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Thinking to myself: At a time like this, let's not talk about milk!

With a sweet smile, she replied, "Okay, thank you so much, Young Master Zhou! I'll go wash up and be right there!"

Watching her light and quick walk away, Zhou Yu's lips curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in his peach blossom eyes.

The two sat down at the table and ate a simple breakfast.

Meng Zhixue spoke up: "Young Master Zhou, Sister Ying's flight is at 10:30 today. I'd like to go to the airport with her and Xiaoxin to see them off."

"Okay." Zhou Yu nodded. "The work contract we signed only covers the period from 6 pm to 8 am. You can arrange your time freely during the day without needing my consent."

"Yes!" Meng Zhixue responded immediately.

However, just when she thought the morning's pleasantries were over and was about to finish her last sip of milk and leave, Zhou Yu suddenly spoke up.

"However... can you explain to me what happened yesterday when you were having dinner with Wei Hongyu, when you said she asked you to steal my shirt?"

"Pfft!" Meng Zhixue spat out a mouthful of milk and coughed violently, her eyes and face turning red.

Help!

What the hell is this?!

How did Zhou Yu know what she and Wei Hongyu were talking about?