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

Meng Zhixue's fair face turned completely red.

She thought her stealthy glances were well-hidden, unaware that they had been observed by someone else.

Slowly rising and walking to the bedside, Xie Lingfeng bent down and hooked the thin strap of the black lace bra, turning to ask her, "Is this yours?"

Meng Zhixue's almond-shaped eyes widened.

A black lace bra hung from the man's long, slender fingers, swaying in the air, much like her precarious sanity.

"You want to run but don't dare to run, is that why?" Xie Lingfeng asked again.

He didn't just ask; he also stared thoughtfully at the fabric hanging on his finger, seemingly intending to examine it further: "Does this thing come in sizes? I think..."

"Xie Lingfeng, you're a pervert!" Meng Zhixue shouted in shame and indignation.

Emotions acted before reason; she rushed to his side as fast as she could and reached for the black bra.

She thought he was going to tease her again, taking advantage of his height and long legs to hold his bra high and not give it to her.

If that were the case, she had already decided that she would definitely grab the lamp and smash it to death!

As a result, she not only easily snatched the bra, but also, because she rushed to Xie Lingfeng's side so fast and with so much strength, she accidentally knocked him down onto the bed.

The soft mattress bounced upwards, and she, straddling Xie Lingfeng, was tossed up a little before falling back down, as if the two of them were doing some kind of unhealthy exercise.

Meng Zhixue was dumbfounded, remaining motionless with her hands braced against the man's chest.

Xie Lingfeng, who was pinned down by her, seemed to have not expected this either. Her eyes were filled with surprise, but she quickly chuckled and raised her hands, making a gesture as if she could take whatever she wanted.

"So you like the woman-on-top position." He said nonchalantly, "It's not like I can't do it."

Meng Zhixue: "...Pah!!!"

She spat several times, then scrambled off him and stood far away.

"You, you, you get up right now! Don't stay in my bed!" Meng Zhixue was so anxious she wanted to yell again. "How could you do this?!"

Xie Lingfeng chuckled and reminded her, "First of all, you were the one who pushed me onto your bed. Secondly, you sleep in my room at night, and I go into your room during the day. It's just a give-and-take situation, why can't I?"

Meng Zhixue was devastated: "I didn't mean to! And you? How can you say you didn't come to my room on purpose?"

Xie Lingfeng thought for a moment: "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

"So what? Do I look like someone who'd reason with you?" Xie Lingfeng propped himself up with one hand, smiling at her, then suddenly his expression turned cold. "Besides, I told you not to tell on me, did you listen?"

Meng Zhixue was exasperated: "When did I betray you?"

"Zhou Yu called to warn me, wasn't it you who instigated him?" Xie Lingfeng calmly stood up and said, "I'll let it slide this time since you only tipped me off, but not completely. You won't be so lenient next time."

Meng Zhixue was completely confused: "What? What do you mean by 'informing but not completely informing'? I didn't mention you to him at all!"

Xie Lingfeng glanced at her in surprise, as if trying to determine whether what she said was true or false.

But he didn't answer her question; his gaze returned to her messy bed, completely ignoring her.

Meng Zhixue gritted her teeth inwardly: "..."

This guy is a complete freak, a psychopath!

I really want to kill him!

But Xie Lingfeng's next move was even more unexpected.

He pressed a button somewhere at the foot of the bed, and with the sound of a motor starting up, the solid wood bed board supporting the mattress slowly rose up, revealing a huge box space underneath.

Six rectangular brown leather suitcases were placed inside, arranged in an orderly fashion, as if they had been meticulously organized by someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Xie Lingfeng opened one of the leather suitcases, revealing a suitcase full of gleaming gold bars.

He opened another leather suitcase, inside which was a sharpened Tang sword.

Upon opening another bottle, a pale hand, which looked like a man's right hand, was found soaking in a colorless solution.

Meng Zhixue gasped in surprise, her face turning deathly pale.

"Still looking?" Xie Lingfeng turned to look at her, but his hands didn't stop moving.

The fourth suitcase was opened, and Xie Lingfeng seemed to have finally found his target. He picked out a dagger from a pile of daggers with a satisfied expression.

He stood up and pressed the bed board down forcefully.

The raised bed instantly returned to its original state, but it was clearly more disheveled than before, and a pair of worn, fluffy socks had fallen out of the covers.

Xie Lingfeng glanced at it, clicked his tongue in slight disdain, and turned to leave.

Meng Zhixue: "...???!!!"

Watching Xie Lingfeng walk out of the room with an air of nonchalance, her mind went blank, with only one thought:

So, ever since she moved into Villa No. 28, she's been sleeping on a dead man's hand every day?!

The hair is creepy.

A cold sweat broke out on my back.

Suddenly realizing what was happening, Meng Zhixue quickly shouted "Wait!" and rushed into Xie Lingfeng's room before the door was closed, grabbing his arm.

"Um... could you take that box containing my hands?" she asked softly, her large almond-shaped eyes filled with pleading.

Xie Lingfeng gently brushed her hand away, glancing at her as if watching a good show: "No."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

He added, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Seeing a glimmer of hope, Meng Zhixue quickly replied, "I'll agree to anything as long as it's not unreasonable!"

Xie Lingfeng chuckled, stroking his chin thoughtfully: "...So, in your heart, I'm actually a kind person who doesn't make unreasonable demands?"

Meng Zhixue's heart sank.

……Fine.

At worst, she can sleep with Sister Ju for the next few days. She can squeeze into a 1.2-meter bed and sleep there. She can ask Sister Xie Wei to "uphold justice" when she comes back.

As a result, Xie Lingfeng took out his phone and held it right in front of her eyes, then pulled up a WeChat QR code and gestured for her to take action.

"What are you doing?" Meng Zhixue defensively clutched her purse, then, realizing something was amiss, hid her phone. "I have no money, but you can take my life!"

Xie Lingfeng's face darkened, and he glanced at her from head to toe, as if to say, "You?"

He coldly reminded, "Open your dog eyes and look carefully, this is a QR code business card, not a payment code."

"...Oh." Meng Zhixue asked, puzzled, "You want me to add you?"

"Otherwise what?" Xie Lingfeng retorted.

"If I add you, will you take that hand away?" Meng Zhixue asked.

"Um."

"Okay then." Meng Zhixue opened her phone and tentatively added him.

After adding it, she immediately looked at him expectantly, as if afraid he would change his mind.

Xie Lingfeng gave her a disdainful look, twirled the dagger between his fingers and put it in his pocket, then turned and walked towards her room.

Meng Zhixue stood at the door waiting.

When Xie Lingfeng stood up carrying the brown leather suitcase that she was afraid of, she let out a long breath. As he passed the door, she jumped three meters away and stood far away.

Xie Lingfeng: "Coward."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She's just a coward, so what?

But as soon as that hand is removed, her courage to run away from home will return.

Back in her room, Meng Zhixue closed the door, flopped onto the bed, and stared blankly into space.

As she lay there, she suddenly remembered something very serious, so she jumped out of bed and rushed back to Xie Lingfeng's room across the way.

Under her bed, besides that horrible hand, there was also a whole box of gold bars!

If even one is lost, how will she compensate for it?

Even selling her wouldn't be enough to cover the losses!

"Xie Lingfeng, you..."

Should we take the gold bars too?

As soon as Meng Zhixue opened Xie Lingfeng's door, she was so shocked by what she saw that she almost bit her tongue, and naturally couldn't finish her sentence.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A handsome man stood casually in front of a black dresser, his bangs obscuring his beautiful, dark, narrow phoenix eyes.

He had the hem of a light gray hoodie dangling from his mouth, his jeans unbuttoned and hanging loosely around his lean, narrow waist. He was pulling at the edge of his underwear, pouring alcohol onto the wound on his side to disinfect it.

He has an excellent physique, clearly the type who exercises regularly, perhaps even excessively.

His eight-pack abs are clearly defined.

The clearly defined V-line is like a taut bowstring, or two curved swords, disappearing powerfully into the waistband.

It was a gruesome wound that marred the pale skin...

"Is it pretty?" Xie Lingfeng's cold voice suddenly rang out, drawing Meng Zhixue's attention back.

She snapped back to reality in a second.

Although she had only made a mistake that all women make, she was still a little embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, she gave a thumbs-up and politely praised, "Well done!"

Xie Lingfeng: "...?!"

Did he ask her that?