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

Xie Lingfeng felt that it wasn't that he was weak.

What hadn't he seen? But following Meng Zhixue's peculiar train of thought, imagine him and Zhou Yu...

Xie Lingfeng suppressed the urge to vomit, his handsome face instantly turning as black as the bottom of a pot. The joy of having slightly "bullied" Meng Zhixue turned into speechlessness in the blink of an eye.

He had originally planned to use up his last chance for a passionate kiss, but this time it wouldn't be as simple as just a kiss on the lips; he wanted to French kiss her like before.

but……

"Meng Zhixue, are you poisonous?" Xie Lingfeng gritted his teeth and pinched Meng Zhixue's cheek hard.

Not satisfied, he even tugged at it.

"Oh! I'm just logical!" Meng Zhixue slapped his hand away and pointed to the door with an air of self-righteousness. "Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave, or I'll continue talking about your indirect kiss with Zhou Yu."

Xie Lingfeng: "..."

He stared at Meng Zhixue with dead fish eyes for a while, and seeing that she still looked like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, he snorted angrily and slammed the door and left.

Meng Zhixue immediately locked the door from the inside.

Then, silently stomping my feet in my mind, "Ahhhhhh!"

Help! What kind of plot twist is this?

She felt like she had experienced more today than she had in the past few months since her rebirth; it was almost enough to overwhelm her brain.

Looking at the time, it was already very late. Meng Zhixue, who had originally wanted to talk to Wei Suying, gave up and decided to try again tomorrow.

After washing up, she went to bed with a clear mind, read a novel for a while, and then fell asleep.

What she didn't know was...

While she was sleeping, in the room opposite, Xie Lingfeng was brushing his teeth for the thirteenth time at the sink, muttering angrily as he brushed: "...Damn it."

……

The next morning, Meng Zhixue got up a little later than usual.

When I came downstairs, Sister Ju was busy tidying up the restaurant. As soon as she saw me, she whispered, "President Xie left early this morning. He had a cold face and didn't even drink a glass of water. He said he was going on a business trip out of town for a few days."

"I don't know who upset him, he seems to be in a bad mood."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Xie Lingfeng is such a pervert. Even if no one bothers him, he still has a sour face, right?

Knowing he was gone brought her a great deal of peace of mind.

well.

Business trips are good, business trips are wonderful, it's best to stay away for a while, and not just make a feint.

After finishing breakfast, Zhuangzhuang, the little boss, was still asleep, so she went back to her room and made a video call to Wei Suying.

Wei Suying took Xiaoxin to a seaside city. The weather there must still be very hot. She was wearing a deep V-neck silk robe and holding a cup of coffee on the terrace, enjoying the breeze.

"You called me so early in the morning, is there something on your mind that you want to tell me?" Wei Suying pushed up her sunglasses and leaned closer to the camera.

Then, she gave a meaningful laugh: "Wait, wait, something's not right. What's wrong with your lips?"

Meng Zhixue sighed, propped her phone up on the desk, and rubbed her face in front of the screen.

"Sister Wei, please stop teasing me. I was almost scared to death by those two lunatics last night."

Wei Suying couldn't help but chuckle: "Oh, not one, but two?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She didn't hide anything and told everyone about Xie Lingfeng's crazy, forceful kiss, Zhou Yu's "first come, first served" attitude, and how she used an "indirect kiss" to annoy Xie Lingfeng.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the video call, after which Wei Suying burst into a thunderous laugh, laughing so hard she was shaking uncontrollably.

"Talented! Xiaoxue, you're truly a talent!" Wei Suying finally managed to stop laughing, then gracefully tossed her hair and asked with a smile, "So, are you now agonizing over how to end this, or agonizing over which man to choose?"

"I don't want to choose either," Meng Zhixue said sadly. "You know, after what happened to Sister Chen's eldest sister who jumped off a building, all I want to do is be a good children's sensory integration therapist and make a living with my own skills in the future."

Wei Suying laughed and retorted, "Who says that winning over men isn't a woman's skill?"

"Huh?" Meng Zhixue asked, her mouth slightly agape.

Upon realizing what she had said, the first thing that came to her mind was what Wei Suying had once told her: "Use men's resources to gain your own benefits."

Sure enough, Wei Suying said, "You're not going to become a nun, so why do you have to keep your distance from men? If you like them, then be with them; if you don't, then break up. If they give you any benefits during the relationship, then accept them without hesitation. Don't be so considerate of men."

She paused, then said with a malicious smile, "After all, they didn't consult you before they forcibly kissed you, right?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Blushed.

Why does what Sister Ying says sound so off?

"They kissed me one by one, not all at once," she explained weakly.

Wei Suying burst out laughing: "I never said you two were a trio, what are you thinking?"

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She decided it was best not to explain.

"Sister Ying..." she pleaded.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore," Wei Suying said. "Anyway, what I mean is, you don't need to separate your relationship and career so much. These two things don't conflict; they can even complement each other."

"Putting everything else aside, if you don't want to work for someone else your whole life and want to start your own studio in the future, wouldn't you need to invest?"

"If you let any of them invest in you, wouldn't your funding problem be solved?"

"Don't put yourself on the defensive. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan is nothing to them, hmm..." Wei Suying said mischievously, "After all, they're willing to pay 100,000 yuan for a forced kiss, and they kiss with great enthusiasm, aren't they?"

"What's that saying again? As long as we have no morals, no one can morally blackmail us."

"This is for you."

"I still remember the first time we met at Night Jue, you said you didn't want to be with men because it meant sleeping with them..." Wei Suying laughed again, but said in a very womanly way, "If you don't want to, you just refuse. You still get paid, and if you don't want to serve, you don't have to, that's all."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

After the video call ended, she held her face in her hands and stared blankly for a long time.

In her past life, she was extremely honest. Her boyfriends would give her money regularly, which she would accept. She didn't spend much and enjoyed the feeling of her savings growing fuller, like a little hamster guarding a granary.

But she never asked her boyfriend for money or anything material.

First, she lacks nothing.

Secondly, she was too embarrassed to speak up.

They would harass her at night, driving her to exhaustion and breakdown. She would cry until her voice was hoarse, and then she would feel too embarrassed to refuse them the next time.

Recalling her past and present lives, Sister Ying's words seemed to open a door to a new world for her.

She was too young back then!

With that thought in mind, she took out her phone and started sending messages.

I sent Zhou Yu a message: "From now on, whenever I need you to study with me at night, you have to do it!"

They also posted a meme of a fierce little kitten flipping a table.

Zhou Yu quickly replied via voice message: 【Okay.】

His voice carried a hint of laughter.

Meng Zhixue's face flushed, but she did not reply further.

She opened her chat window with Xie Lingfeng and transferred 100,000 yuan to him directly: 【Third forced kiss service cancelled, I will not accept.】

Xie Lingfeng, seemingly also quite free, immediately retorted: "Why should I?"

Meng Zhixue replied matter-of-factly: "Because my lips are my own, I don't want you to kiss them!"

Xie Lingfeng then asked, "Then Zhou Yu would be a good candidate?"

Just as Meng Zhixue was about to reply, she saw Xie Lingfeng retract the message.

Huh? Why withdraw it?

As a result, the pervert sent another message: "【No kissing on the lips, can we kiss somewhere else?】"

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

Help.

That's a pervert!