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

the other side.

Xie Lingfeng returned to his room, hung his coat in the secondary clean clothes section of the wardrobe, and tugged at the collar.

Recalling the kiss just now, his agitation was briefly suppressed, turning into a lingering, unforgettable feeling.

He rubbed his fingertips against his lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

Oh shit.

It's so sweet.

Kissing feels so good.

However, recalling the terrified looks on some people's faces as they fled in panic, he snorted coldly, his expression displeased.

If he wasn't mistaken, some people were probably in their rooms cursing him, beating him up, and wishing him dead.

Tsk. He took out his phone, twirled it between his fingers, and called Zhou Yu.

The call connected, and Zhou Yu's voice came through: "What's up?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you have a cuckold fetish?" Xie Lingfeng lit a cigarette and leaned against the window with a light laugh.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yu asked back.

As longtime friends, Xie Lingfeng could perfectly imagine his brother frowning.

He clicked his tongue inwardly again.

"You're asking me what I mean?" Xie Lingfeng exhaled a smoke ring. "That tutor you hired for Xiaoniao wasn't behaving properly. He was patting her head and flirting with her just now, making her so uncomfortable that she told you she didn't want a tutor anymore. You didn't know about this, did you?"

Zhou Yu on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a different environment; the background noise had become quiet.

He retorted coldly, "You went to Villa No. 28 again? Didn't your sister tell you not to bother Zhixue and to delete your fingerprints and facial recognition? And... whether I have a cuckold fetish or not is none of your business!"

"Oh..." Xie Lingfeng chuckled softly, saying with a hint of cynicism, "We're brothers, after all. I just wanted to ask, if you really have that kind of kind-hearted fetish, could you add me to the list?"

Zhou Yu: "...?"

Xie Lingfeng: "Is that not okay? I'm pretty good at it, you're not afraid you can't beat me, are you?"

"What do you mean 'good'? Have you even done it?" Zhou Yu's voice was cold and deep, accompanied by a sneer. "A virgin of over twenty years, you dare to show off in front of me?"

"Same here, aren't you the same? Staying chaste for Bai Xue, enjoying it, huh?"

"Meng Zhixue bought me underwear, but did she buy you any? No, right?"

"Yes, yes, she never bought me underwear, but she slept in my bed and complimented my size. Did she ever compliment you?"

"You choked her and forced her to praise you, and you have the nerve to brag about it? I didn't choke her. She said I must be good in bed because I have long fingers and a big nose. Did she ever trust you that much?"

"You call this trust?"

"Otherwise what?"

Xie Lingfeng: "..."

Zhou Yu: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, the two brothers, in perfect unison, cursed each other as "idiots" and hung up the phone.

……

Meng Zhixue was reading in her room when she suddenly felt like dying.

If it weren't for the fact that men are such a hassle, or if she weren't embarrassed to just live off her sister without doing any work, and if she weren't afraid that she wouldn't be able to make a living after her youth faded, she really wouldn't want to work hard anymore.

I was reading until 10 o'clock, feeling dizzy, when my phone rang.

When I picked up my phone, I was surprised to see it was Zhou Yu.

Meng Zhixue had a bad feeling.

Making a phone call at this hour always feels like it's not going to bring good news...

Taking a deep breath, she answered the phone, first feigning a yawn, then weakly saying in a tired voice, "Young Master Zhou, is something wrong? It's so late, I was just about to go to sleep."

"Come out, I'm outside the villa gate." Zhou Yu's voice was cold as he hung up the phone, giving the caller no chance to refuse.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She was still preparing for her second yawn, hesitating whether to give it another go, but they didn't give her a chance to perform at all.

However, she decided not to go any further.

She has already ended her work contract with Zhou Yu, which is commonly known as a settled transaction. Even if they are friends, there is no need for him to be available every time he calls, right?

With that thought, she felt at ease.

But as if knowing she would do this, her phone vibrated. Zhou Yu had sent a message: "If you don't want me to come upstairs to find you, come down."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Ok.

Not wanting to disturb Xie Lingfeng in the opposite room, fearing he might go crazy, she resigned herself to her fate, grabbed a knitted cardigan and put it on, then tiptoed downstairs.

The autumn night was quite chilly, and Meng Zhixue hunched her shoulders as soon as she stepped outside.

He rushed to the villa gate and saw Zhou Yu's usual black Maybach parked quietly under the streetlights, the window half-rolled down, the scarlet cigarette butt flickering in the darkness.

As soon as Meng Zhixue reached the car window, before she could even speak, Zhou Yu turned his head and glanced at her: "Get in the car."

Meng Zhixue said "Oh" and went around to the other side to sit down.

The car was heated, filled with a faint smell of tobacco and the scent of Silver Mountain Spring, which Zhou Yu was used to.

Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway.

Meng Zhixue simply took the initiative and asked, "Young Master Zhou, what exactly is the matter?"

"You called me this evening and said you didn't want tutoring anymore. Was it because you were busy?" Zhou Yu's voice was unhurried, but it made Meng Zhixue feel uneasy.

"...Yes, I'm busy."

"The truth?" Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes were calm, yet seemed to see through people's hearts. He asked directly, "You and Zhao Yuanzhou have known each other for a long time, haven't you?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Is this what highly intelligent people are like? Nothing can be hidden from them!

Thinking of Zhou Yu's cunning and shrewdness, Meng Zhixue had a feeling that if she confessed honestly, things might be fine, but if she resisted passively, it might cause her even more trouble later.

Actually, the "accident" between her and Zhao Yuanzhou wasn't really a "story," just a minor mishap that made her a little embarrassed, right?

No, no, no, it wasn't her who was seen naked, it was Zhao Yuanzhou, and it was Zhao Yuanzhou who should have been killed.

As long as she's not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Meng Zhixue made up her mind, sighed, and said, "Yes, I've known Zhao Yuanzhou for a long time. We went to the same high school, and one day I..."

Blah blah blah, blah blah blah.

Meng Zhixue told her story about how she went to deliver something to Zhao Yuanzhou on behalf of her teacher, only to find him watching porn and doing indecent things in his dormitory.

She was particularly upset: "I thought he didn't know it was me, and he didn't remember the incident either. But then, after he finished tutoring last time, he suddenly brought it up with me, and it almost scared me to death!"

"That's it?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Yes, that's right." Meng Zhixue nodded. "That's it! I just felt awkward, that's why I didn't want him to be my tutor."

Zhou Yu responded with a "Mm".

Seeing his calm expression, Meng Zhixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This should count as passing the test, right?

As a result, Zhou Yu's gaze swept across her face inch by inch, and suddenly, his eyes fixed on her lips.

Meng Zhixue widened her almond-shaped eyes slightly, trying hard to restrain herself from touching her lips, when a frantic alarm suddenly rang in her mind.

Help, help!

Has he discovered something?

Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes darkened considerably. He reached out, cupped her cheek in his hand, and then stroked the corner of her lips with his thumb: "Was it Zhao Yuanzhou who did it, or someone else?"

Meng Zhixue's heart nearly stopped: "Huh?"

"I said, there's a tooth mark on your lip, who bit you?" Zhou Yu asked.

"A bite mark? No, right?" Meng Zhixue touched her lips, pulled down the passenger side partition to look in the mirror, and blurted out in frustration, "Xie Lingfeng bit me, but not particularly hard..."

Suddenly, she realized what she was doing, and her voice trailed off.

The carriage, which had been in a relatively harmonious atmosphere, suddenly became deathly quiet.

Meng Zhixue forced a smile and turned to look at Zhou Yu.

I wanted to say something witty or lighthearted.

But when she looked into Zhou Yu's deep, dark eyes, she opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

She felt that the price she had just written on a whim was too low for the "forced kiss" item.

Money is nothing, she wants Xie Lingfeng dead!