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

Faced with the handsome man, Meng Zhixue was tempted, but then refused.

"No!" she said firmly, making a cross with her hands.

Zhou Yu looked down at her, nodded thoughtfully, and then picked up his phone again: "If asking once doesn't work, then ask twice more."

Meng Zhixue: "...Wait, you can do that?"

"Can't I?" Zhou Yu asked back.

He moved very quickly.

As they were talking, a second orange-yellow message appeared in the chat box: "Transfer of 52000 yuan," which he automatically clicked to accept.

But he changed the subject: "Did Bai Xue contact you? Did she make things difficult for you?"

"No, no, she didn't make things difficult for me," Meng Zhixue quickly replied.

She would never speak ill of Bai Xue in front of Zhou Yu.

The two seem to be having a conflict now, but what if they make up in the future? Then she, who is speaking ill of Bai Xue now, might become the clown.

"Looks like it's a difficult situation." Zhou Yu, however, sensed her insincerity and sent a third transfer of 52000 yuan, which he then accepted on her behalf.

"This is an apology," he said.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Seeing that Zhou Yu was about to send a fourth message, she quickly grabbed her phone, shouting, "No, no, no, don't send it! Give me back my phone!"

Now that she's got her phone back, even if he sends her money again, she can at least refuse to accept it.

However, given the height difference between them, even though she grabbed his arm and jumped up to grab it, leaving herself breathless and with flushed cheeks, she still couldn't get the phone.

The only good thing is that after jumping around for a while, the autumn breeze doesn't feel cold anymore.

Meng Zhixue was really ready to give up. She whispered in despair, "How tall are you anyway? Can't you just crouch down and let me grab it? That's my phone, mine!"

A hint of a smile appeared in Zhou Yu's eyes as he answered her first question: "My height is 188 cm."

The following is a read reply: "Male, 25 years old, no bad habits. You girls seem to like studying astrology? I'm a Libra."

Meng Zhixue blinked, looking at him with mixed feelings.

Tonight's conversation veered wildly toward getting out of control, but it was actually within her expectations.

To be honest, she's not a good person.

Although she wasn't greedy for money, she was a fool not to take advantage of any opportunity, and she really wanted to take advantage of the gold coins that President Zhou was throwing at her.

But she also knew that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Putting aside the trouble Bai Xue might cause, if she silently accepts the [52000] from Zhou Yu today, she'll likely be dragged into "working overtime" at night by him in the future.

She knew he wasn't an impatient person, and that he was willing to take things slowly when it came to being boyfriend and girlfriend, but in the end, wouldn't it still lead to "working overtime" at night?

Unless he's incapable.

But Madam Zhou thought he was no good, when in fact he was too good!

It would make her unable to function...

Taking a deep breath, Meng Zhixue looked earnestly at Zhou Yu in front of her: "Young Master Zhou, if you're not joking with me, then I'm truly grateful for your affection."

"But?" Zhou Yu asked, his smile still lingering, but his emotions were clearly changing.

Meng Zhixue bit her lip, but still said, "But I'm sorry, I really don't want to be in a relationship right now."

She's really tired of that now.

"And..." She paused for several seconds this time, lowered her head, and dared not look him in the eye. She said softly, "And I don't like you either. I'm sorry, but you're really not my type. You don't need to waste your time on me."

These words should have been said on the night the "three-day agreement" expired, but they were interrupted by Bai Xue's phone call.

Fortunately, it's not too late to say it now.

Wouldn't it be better to be more direct and serious?

After not hearing Zhou Yu's voice for a long time, Meng Zhixue thought he was angry because he had been rejected. She looked up at him nervously, only to meet a pair of calm yet helpless eyes.

There was no anger.

It's just a helpless situation, a helplessness of not being able to do anything about her.

"I thought you liked me even a little bit..." He chuckled softly, then said frankly, "Unfortunately."

Meng Zhixue did not speak.

At that moment, she felt that words were so inadequate, and Zhou Yu didn't need her apology.

He's a proud man at heart, and he probably won't "bother" her anymore, but she doesn't want to give him what he wants.

Thinking of the money transfer tonight, she quickly said, "I..."

"No need." As if knowing what she was going to say, Zhou Yu flicked her forehead with his finger again, and said with a clear voice, "What I give away, I won't take back."

……

Back in her room, Meng Zhixue threw herself heavily onto the bed and let out a long sigh.

But she quickly adjusted her mood and decided to watch some short videos.

She felt a little guilty when she rejected Zhou Yu, but after a few minutes, she felt it was alright.

She's good-looking, and men are often visual creatures easily attracted to physical appearance, so she's either rejecting men or on her way to rejecting them; she's become quite used to it.

Zhou Yu was just a little different, which made him more emotionally involved.

Yes, it's only slightly different.

Meng Zhixue's phone suddenly vibrated. She opened WeChat and saw that it was a message from Zhou Yu:

The tutor I contacted should be available in the next couple of days. I'll send you his contact information; you can arrange a time yourselves.

Next was a WeChat contact card.

Meng Zhixue lay on the bed, biting her lip as she looked at the two messages. Her feelings were a bit mixed, but she felt that Zhou Yu was a really good person.

Unexpectedly, she remembered what Wei Suying had once told her: "Use men's resources to gain your own benefits."

Is this how she is now?

Just as she was thinking, Zhou Yu sent another message: "I've paid for the first three months of tutoring; you're responsible for the rest."

Meng Zhixue blinked, and immediately felt at ease.

She replied earnestly: 【Okay, thank you, Young Master Zhou.】

Zhou Yu replied: 【You're welcome.】

The very "official" dialogue made Meng Zhixue feel at ease.

This indicates that Zhou Yu has reverted to the position of "friend," and it's even highly likely that they will never have any further contact in the future.

But after turning off the lights and lying in bed, she suddenly thought of something:

Her training as a child sensory integration therapist only lasts for three months, and she only needs tutoring for three months, so Zhou Yu is essentially covering everything for her?

A strange ripple stirred in my heart again.

……

As Meng Zhixue had expected, from the night she formally rejected Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu never took the initiative to contact her again.

Of course, she would never take the initiative to contact him, nor would she dare to.

Otherwise, her refusal wouldn't be a refusal, but rather a ploy to get him to back down.

Using the business card Zhou Yu gave her, she contacted the tutor he had hired for her.

To her surprise, the tutor Zhou Yu hired for her was not only from the same place as her, but also someone she knew.

When she was a freshman in high school in town, Zhao Yuanzhou was her senior.

Unlike her, whose academic performance was average, he was a top student among top students who received special attention from the principal and teachers.

Everyone says that in the next 20 years, there won't be another student as good at studying as him.

In fact, just as his teachers had hoped, he was admitted to one of the top universities in the country... with the best score in the province's science stream.

From then on, he became a legend at the town's high school.

The year she graduated, she could still often hear her teachers praising her with great emotion how genius, how talented, how unconventional, and how dashing she was.

But perhaps only she had seen his other side.