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

Wei Hongyu often acts erratically, but today she was acting particularly strangely.

As Meng Zhixue pondered the reason for her madness, a flash of inspiration struck her.

But when she arrived at Villa No. 28, the light vanished the moment she opened the door.

Absolutely.

...but she got used to it.

This is what unintelligent people are like: they can forget what they thought of one second.

Frustrated, Meng Zhixue pounded her head and went to find Xie Wei.

Xie Wei was sitting under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, basking in the sun, reading a book, and drinking afternoon tea.

Two nannies were watching ants with Zhuangzhuang under a tree.

The little boy was wearing a warm yellow fleece sweater. He was a tiny ball of fluff, like a soft and adorable little chick.

After spending some time with Zhuangzhuang, Meng Zhixue discovered that he was a kind-hearted child. Although he was reluctant to speak, his clean eyes could convey a wealth of thoughts when they occasionally met.

The doctor suspected that Zhuangzhuang had a genetic predisposition and suggested early intervention, otherwise he would have difficulty taking care of himself in the future. However, she felt that he was just developing slowly.

However, she is still "not skilled enough" and dares not speak for the time being, for fear of misleading Zhuangzhuang.

"Xiaoxue," Xie Wei called gently, "Come on, there are cookies you like."

"Okay." Meng Zhixue smiled sweetly.

"How did your talk with Bai Xue go?" Xie Wei asked.

Meng Zhixue was about to show off when she quickly told Bai Xue about the bet she had proposed and her plan to get away with it by pretending to be innocent.

Xie Wei couldn't help but laugh: "You always have so many clever ideas."

Meng Zhixue chuckled.

Xie Wei then asked curiously, "But why are you so sure Zhou Yu isn't interested in you?"

In her opinion, Zhou Yu's gaze towards Meng Zhixue was not so innocent.

Meng Zhixue ate a cookie, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "I just knew it."

In their past life, after Zhou Yu and she had a drunken accident, he dragged her to "work overtime" almost every night, seemingly infatuated with her body, but he never fell in love with her. In the end, he left without a word of explanation.

In this lifetime, the white moonlight he had longed for had returned to his side. How could he possibly like her?

Xie Wei thought for a moment and didn't ask any further questions.

"Sister Xie Wei, have you booked your plane tickets?" Meng Zhixue asked.

Xie Wei nodded: "It's settled, we'll leave the day after tomorrow."

"So soon?" Meng Zhixue was especially happy for her. "Then you two have a wonderful honeymoon! Don't worry about things at home, I'll definitely take good care of Zhuangzhuang!"

"Of course I believe you," Xie Wei said with a smile, reminding him again, "However, if there's anything tricky you can't handle, you must go to Ling Feng. I've already told him."

Meng Zhixue's face fell, and she waved her hand pitifully, "Oh dear! Don't talk about scary people when you're so happy!"

Xie Wei laughed out loud again.

She suddenly felt a pity; it would be so much better if Meng Zhixue wasn't afraid of Xie Lingfeng.

Such a pretty and lovely girl, she would be a great sister-in-law.

She wanted to say a few good words for her younger brother, but she couldn't bring herself to do it when she thought of Xie Lingfeng's eccentric, violent, and universally disliked temper.

...unless you go against your conscience.

And that guy was really strange; he wasn't interested in women and spent all his free time at the shooting range, so she stopped trying to set him up with anyone.

So as not to wrong her friend.

……

Before we knew it, the night had deepened.

The city's commercial complexes, however, were brightly lit.

Zhou Yu parked the car, picked up a bouquet of vibrant roses, and his cool, peach-blossom eyes held a smile that was rarely seen during this time.

However, that smile vanished the moment he reached the rooftop cinema and saw Bai Xue sitting in a wheelchair.

He knew almost without thinking that tonight's date was just a setup.

It was a scheme devised by Meng Zhixue that pushed him into Bai Xue's trap.

She didn't even make an appointment with him herself, but instead had someone else deliver the message; who knows what kind of shady dealings were involved.

He was not easily angered, but he also did not want to be manipulated.

He paused, then gave the roses in his hand to a passing couple.

"This is for us?" The boy on the street looked surprised.

The girl, arm in arm with her boyfriend, smiled happily and said, "Thank you!"

Zhou Yu nodded: "Have a good time."

Although he was not very happy.

With his hands free, he walked toward Bai Xue, whose expression changed slightly when she saw him giving the flowers away.

As he approached, Bai Xue had composed herself and smiled, saying, "Brother Yu, do you remember when we skipped class in high school to see the first movie of this series?"

Memories of his youth flashed through Zhou Yu's mind in an instant.

It was the height of summer when he took Bai Xue to skip class to watch a movie, dragging her over the wall.

He took a few running steps, put his hands on the ground, and easily sat on the top of the high wall. He jumped down with ease and grace.

When it was Bai Xue's turn to jump, she turned pale with fright.

A pretty girl in white sat on the wall, anxiously calling out, "Brother Yu, you have to catch me!"

This image has been haunting his dreams ever since the girl died in a car accident ten years ago.

But he didn't expect that the so-called death was a lie.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Yu asked, "The person who contacted me was Meng Zhixue, so why are you here?"

Bai Xue pleaded, "Brother Yu, can we talk about this after we finish watching the movie? This movie is a memory between the two of us, it has nothing to do with anyone else, right?"

"None of anyone else's business?" Zhou Yu chuckled, asking for the first time without any mercy, "So, ten years ago you could leave whenever you wanted, and now you can come back whenever you want, and that's none of my business either?"

Bai Xue quickly interjected, "No, Brother Yu..."

"No need to say anything more." Zhou Yu closed his eyes patiently, speaking first before uttering anything more offensive. "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Bai Xue didn't want to leave, but dared not say anything more.

The black Maybach weaved through traffic, sometimes accelerating to overtake, sometimes braking suddenly, a driving style quite unlike Zhou Yu's usual steady demeanor.

Bai Xue glanced at him every now and then, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

When the car arrived at its destination, Zhou Yu took the folding wheelchair out of the trunk and lifted her from the passenger seat into the wheelchair.

Throughout the entire process, her gaze remained fixed on him.

The man's arms were strong and powerful, making her feel safe every time, but unfortunately, this embrace was always short-lived.

Aside from getting on and off the bus, Zhou Yu never hugged her at any other time after their reunion.

"Brother Yu, will you take me home?" Bai Xue asked uncertainly.

Previously, Zhou Yu would not only take her home, but also stay with her for a long time, fearing that she might commit suicide, until she was emotionally stable before leaving.

But today, she's not sure.

Zhou Yu pushed her wheelchair: "Yes."

But when he arrived at the Bai family's door, he didn't go in for the first time. He said "Get some rest" and walked back to the elevator.

"Brother Yu..." Bai Xue turned her wheelchair around and asked hurriedly, "Are you going to find Meng Zhixue?"

She took out her phone and held the lit screen towards him: "Do you want to see our chat history? She's not as innocent as she seems with you."

"Really?" Zhou Yu stood still, glanced at the yellow transfer slip on her WeChat interface, and smiled faintly. "Haven't you received it yet?"

Bai Xue: "That's because..."

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Yu strode into the elevator without turning his head.

The hallway immediately became empty and deserted, as if even breathing echoed.

After a moment of silence, Bai Xue's face turned pale and then red. Suddenly, she slammed her phone to the ground, clutched her head, and let out a suffocating scream of despair.

……

Villa No. 28.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

Meng Zhixue sat by the window reading, but she was restless and felt that something bad was about to happen.

When her phone suddenly rang and showed that it was Zhou Yu calling, the weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted.

really……

She knew her ominous premonition was here.

She carefully answered the phone, gave a soft "hello," and then heard Zhou Yu's cold voice: "Come out, I'm at the entrance of Villa No. 28."