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

On the way back to the Jiangshan Imperial View Villa District, Meng Zhixue considered calling Zhou Yu, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind.

The car she was in belonged to the Xie family, and the driver was from the Xie family, who was also her colleague. She felt it wasn't appropriate to talk about personal matters on the phone in front of a colleague.

Holding her phone, she sent a message to Zhou Yu.

"Young Master Zhou, do you have time tonight? Would it be convenient for us to talk?"

After waiting for a while and not receiving a reply, she typed again.

[I truly didn't mean any harm last night, please believe me. I didn't intend to impersonate your ideal woman and do anything wrong; I just wanted to express my gratitude for your help and to apologize for your allergic reaction.]

Of course, she also hoped that Zhou Yu could continue to guide her learning and help her understand the meaning of the training content, but she wasn't stupid and knew that she couldn't say that.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

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Please don't be angry anymore, and forgive me this time, okay? I promise I won't make decisions on my own again.

Towards the end of the message, she even used emojis, tactfully trying to look cute.

But it didn't work.

Not at all.

Zhou Yu didn't respond. She treated him as a friend, but he treated her like she was invisible.

Meng Zhixue sighed, suppressing her sadness and grievances, and sent Zhou Yu one last message, saying that she wanted to ask for two days off to stay at Villa No. 28 for two nights.

Zhou Yu still didn't reply, but she took it as a yes.

He's friends with Xie Lingfeng, and he must know Sister Xie Wei too. It's impossible that he wouldn't agree to such a small thing.

……

When Meng Zhixue returned to Villa No. 28, it was already 2 p.m.

The villa was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Remembering Xie Wei's instructions, Meng Zhixue rubbed her empty stomach as she walked upstairs to check on Zhuangzhuang, when she was suddenly stopped in a low voice by Sister Ju, who was standing at the kitchen door.

"Zhuangzhuang is asleep, don't rush upstairs. Didn't you have lunch? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

Meng Zhixue thought for a moment, then nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

However, she didn't let Sister Ju, who had an injured finger, do it, and instead simply cooked herself a bowl of pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles.

As she ate, Sister Ju gossiped with her: "Did you see Madam? Did she complain about those two nannies? By the way, did you find out what happened this morning? Why did President Xie and his brother-in-law fight?"

Avoiding Xie Wei's privacy, Meng Zhixue only said, "I complained, and my wife asked me to stay here for the next couple of days to keep an eye on Zhuangzhuang."

Sister Ju was surprised: "You're sleeping here? Where are you going to sleep? There are two nannies and me at home. The nanny room and the guest room are full. There are no extra rooms."

"Oh, is that so?" Meng Zhixue was stunned.

Xie Wei only let her stay over, but didn't arrange a room for her.

"Why don't you squeeze in with me?" Sister Ju said enthusiastically. "My bed isn't big, only 1.2 meters wide, but we're both slim, so we'll definitely be able to sleep in it."

"Thank you, Sister Ju, but no need," Meng Zhixue said. "I'll go back to Villa No. 15 to get my things, take a shower, and come right over. I'll just make do with the sofa in the living room for the next two nights."

"How can you sleep well on the sofa?" Sister Ju disagreed. "Why don't you ask your wife?"

"It's alright, no need to ask," Meng Zhixue said with a smile. "Since there are no extra rooms in the house, asking won't do any good and will only cause your wife some worry. There's no need for that."

Suddenly, there was a noise from the second floor. It sounded like Zhuangzhuang had woken up, and the two nannies were preparing to take him downstairs for a walk.

Meng Zhixue quickly finished the rest of her noodles in a few bites, then said with puffed-out cheeks, "Sister Ju, I'm going to check on Zhuangzhuang. Could you please rinse the bowl of noodles and put it in the dishwasher for me?"

"Yes, yes," Sister Ju quickly agreed.

Meng Zhixue had already rushed out of the kitchen.

I don't know if Xie Wei specifically mentioned the two nannies, but the two nannies seemed to behave a bit more subdued in the afternoon.

They dared not stop her from getting close to Zhuangzhuang, but they still looked at her with disdain, speaking in veiled and unpleasant tones, implying that they were questioning her character and motives.

Meng Zhixue was furious.

But she didn't want to argue, feeling it would lower her status, and she was also afraid of scaring Zhuangzhuang. So she pointed directly to the necklace pendant on her chest and said, "I have a hidden camera here. If I send your behavior to Madam, and Madam takes it to the Old Madam, do you think the Old Madam will still have the nerve to keep two gossipy women to take care of Zhuangzhuang?"

The two nannies immediately fell silent, exchanged a glance, and then became much more obedient.

Meng Zhixue glanced at them indifferently, thinking that such a domineering gaze could sometimes be quite effective.

With the two nannies no longer causing trouble, Meng Zhixue finally had a chance to get closer to Zhuangzhuang.

However, considering Zhuangzhuang's special circumstances, she did not disturb him rashly, but only interacted with him occasionally to observe his various reactions.

When it was time to leave work, Meng Zhixue told Sister Ju that she was going back to Villa No. 15 to pack her things.

While walking, she called Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu didn't answer the first time.

The second time, she hesitated for a moment, then wisely decided not to call.

Back at Villa No. 15, Zhou Yu was indeed not there.

Meng Zhixue was not surprised at all.

After finishing dinner, she washed up and packed some essential household items. The huge villa was still empty and quiet, like a magnificent and exquisite haunted house.

...Wait, how could such a terrible association come to mind?

Stop thinking!

The delay was quite long, and it was already dark outside.

Although there were streetlights, the swaying shadows of the trees in the courtyard still made people feel incredibly uneasy, as if some ferocious monster might jump out of that dark mass and swallow them whole.

Meng Zhixue felt a chill run down her spine. She patted her cheeks to stop thinking about scary things, quickly turned off the lights and closed the door in the villa's entrance hall, and rushed towards the front door.

To everyone's surprise, she turned around and rushed into a warm embrace.

Her delicate nose bumped into the man's strong chest muscles, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain. The paper bag she was carrying fell to the ground with a "thud," and the round mouthwash cup rolled a few times before falling down the steps.

She instinctively reached for the cup, but accidentally twisted her ankle and fell heavily back down after just managing to pull herself out of the man's arms a little.

As if afraid she would fall, he reached out and put his arm around her lower back to give her some support, but his hand remained loosely clenched into a fist, not directly grasping her slender waist.

A familiar scent wafts over—the faint fragrance of cedarwood from the silvery mountain spring.

It's Zhou Yu.

Meng Zhixue looked up at him, and unconsciously sniffled, her nose stinging.

The warmth of his fingertips seemed to brush against my eye. His eyes were indistinct in the lamplight, but his clear, melodious voice sounded even more refined in the night: "You cried because I ignored you?"

Meng Zhixue: "...?"

What?