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

Zhou Yu walked ahead, carrying a disposable bag and cat litter in his hand. He walked slowly, as if to accommodate Meng Zhixue's pace, or as if to silently comfort her.

Meng Zhixue followed behind him, not thinking too much about it.

It's a bit embarrassing.

But she told herself: It's natural for people to need to use the restroom, it's not something to be ashamed of.

I figured it out after thinking about it, it doesn't matter.

Neither of them spoke. The mountaintop was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, which made a series of soft rustling sounds underfoot, particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

After walking along a small path, Meng Zhixue saw a huge rock.

She said, "How about... we stay here?"

Zhou Yu carefully surveyed the surroundings, picked up a dry twig, swept it through the grass, and, after confirming it was safe, stopped and said, "It's fine."

He neatly arranged his things, turned on his phone, selected a rock song, and casually shoved the phone into her hand.

Without saying anything further, he naturally turned his back and walked a few meters away to the downwind side.

Meng Zhixue held his phone, listening to rock music, feeling both amused and exasperated, but she had to admit that her already slight embarrassment had lessened considerably.

After she finished dealing with the matter, she was about to pack her things when Zhou Yu's voice suddenly rang out.

Are you feeling better?

She turned to look at his retreating figure and raised her voice to reply, "...Okay."

Zhou Yu added, "Then don't pack yet, I need to too."

"...Oh," Meng Zhixue replied.

She glanced hesitantly at the disposable bag containing cat litter, contemplating "destroying the evidence," but then changed her mind.

They were all in the same boat, and her last bit of embarrassment disappeared.

well.

After switching places with Zhou Yu, Meng Zhixue stood where he had just been, looking at the sparks dancing in the distance, and suddenly burst out laughing.

In her past life, she had many relationships, but she never compared them in her heart.

But this time the comparison was just too stark. And since she wasn't anyone's girlfriend, she felt no pressure and could freely offer her opinions...

Compared to that awful pervert, the refined yet cunning CEO Zhou was indeed more considerate of her feelings, making her feel better.

No, it's not better.

It's much better.

She felt maddened just thinking about the arrogant Xie.

Walking back to the campfire with Zhou Yu, Xie Lingfeng still felt annoyed and frustrated when she saw Xie Lingfeng sitting on a small stool.

She pursed her lips, unconsciously stopping in her tracks, not wanting to get any closer.

"Don't be afraid," Zhou Yu suddenly said in a low voice, patting her back reassuringly with his large hand.

"Huh?" Before Meng Zhixue could react to what he was telling her not to be afraid of, she saw him stride towards Xie Lingfeng, flexing his wrists as he walked.

This……

She had a premonition...

Before his thoughts had even settled on this point, Zhou Yu had already walked up to Xie Lingfeng, grabbed his collar, and fiercely punched him squarely in the face.

It was the side of the face she had slapped.

With a dull thud, Xie Lingfeng was thrown off the stool and onto the ground, his ears ringing violently.

"Damn it!" He jumped up from the ground, ruthless and taciturn, wiped his lips with his hand and quickly retorted.

The two had only been playing around with their sticks before, but now they were really getting serious, with every punch landing hard.

Xie Lingfeng still maintained her carefree and nonchalant demeanor, exuding a calm madness.

Zhou Yu, however, seemed genuinely enraged. His eyes were calm yet ruthless, and every punch he threw carried the intent to utterly destroy his opponent, a stark contrast to his usual aloof and refined demeanor.

Meng Zhixue had mixed feelings.

She didn't rush to scream or shout "Stop fighting!" nor did she panic, cry helplessly, or feel guilty.

Silently, she picked up a small stool, slowly sat down, took out her phone from her pocket, and opened a novel app.

Since I can't fall asleep anytime soon, I might as well read a novel to pass the time.

The fight between Zhou Yu and Xie Lingfeng ended when both were exhausted.

Meng Zhixue looked at them again.

The two men lay on the ground, each panting heavily, their faces bruised and battered. Xie Lingfeng's lip was split, and Zhou Yu had a swollen and scraped forehead.

Zhou Yu was the first to stand up, casually brushing the dirt off his clothes, and stride over to her side.

"Stop looking at your phone. Staying up late is bad for your eyes. Go to sleep."

"...Oh." Meng Zhixue put away her phone.

She was indeed tired, so she didn't say much, obediently stood up, and followed Zhou Yu into the tent.

Xie Lingfeng, lying on the ground, squinted as he watched the two walk into the tent one after the other, and sneered coldly.

Once inside the tent, Meng Zhixue pulled out a wet wipe and wiped her face and hands.

Zhou Yu followed her procedure and did it as well.

After she lay down in her sleeping bag, he took the thick wool shawl and draped it over her, then gave her a recharged hand warmer.

Meng Zhixue couldn't fall asleep and quietly watched Zhou Yu busy himself, her mind filled with curiosity.

"Are you angry because of me?" she suddenly asked, curiously. "Are you angry because he bullied me, or because you treat me like your property and feel your rights have been violated? You couldn't possibly have developed real feelings for me in such a short time, could you?"

Zhou Yu paused as he was about to lie down, looked down at her in surprise, and chuckled softly after a while.

After a moment's thought, his answer was quite serious.

"On one hand, I'm angry that he doesn't respect me, and on the other hand, he deserves a beating."

"As for feelings... my feelings for you haven't reached the point of 'until death do us part,' but right now I'm only interested in you, and I only want to be with you. You're my only exception. Does that count as sincerity?"

Meng Zhixue stared at the top of the tent and responded with a faint "Oh".

She didn't answer the last question.

Zhou Yu chuckled softly again, seemingly somewhat helpless: "Aren't you going to ask me about Bai Xue and me? I thought you'd be curious."

"I'm not curious, and I don't care." Meng Zhixue turned her head and looked at him directly. "Maybe it's because I don't like you right now. I'm not jealous; I just find it a bit troublesome. So when Bai Xue transferred money to me, I accepted it; it's what I deserve."

She tucked the lower half of her face into her sleeping bag, revealing only her bright eyes: "But I thought you'd take the opportunity to kiss me forcefully after you came in. After all, we just had a fight; according to your logic, shouldn't you do something to assert your dominance?"

"Who are we?" Zhou Yu asked.

Meng Zhixue said, "A Celestial Dragon."

Zhou Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

He gave her a deep look, then roughly ruffled her hair. "Don't worry, I won't force a kiss. Sleep peacefully."

"Oh." Meng Zhixue closed her eyes.

She thought she would have insomnia, but to her surprise, the electric hand warmer kept her warm and she fell asleep quickly.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Zhou Yu got up and turned off the hanging light on the top of the tent.

In the darkness, he crawled into his sleeping bag, resting one hand behind his head, lost in thought.

While casually playing with a strand of Meng Zhixue's black hair that had fallen onto the pillow, he reflected on himself in his heart.

He admitted that he had been too lenient in his attitude toward Meng Zhixue's matter.

Having been brothers with Xie Lingfeng for many years, he knew that Xie Lingfeng had always kept his distance from women, almost to the point of being misogynistic. Therefore, he assumed that Xie Lingfeng was just teasing Meng Zhixue and was not too wary of him.

But recent events have clearly shown him that he was wrong.

Regardless of Xie Lingfeng's intentions, what he needed to do was nip them in the bud and completely separate him from Meng Zhixue.

Suddenly, a soft, warm substance touched the back of my hand.

Zhou Yu was startled. By the faint firelight filtering through the tent, he realized that he had accidentally touched Meng Zhixue's cheek while playing with her hair.

She seemed to be tickled by him, and in her sleep, like a kitten, she unconsciously rubbed against the back of his hand.

The delicate and soft touch travels from the back of my hand straight to my heart, like a gentle yet powerful blow.

Zhou Yu stared intently in the darkness, his gaze passing over her long, curled eyelashes, then her delicate nose, and finally settling on her lips, which were slightly swollen from being kissed.

This person looks well-behaved and beautiful, but deep down she has a calmness that is "without desires" and so straightforward that he has no way to deal with her.

And at this moment, he was indeed just as shameless as she had imagined...

He longed to press her down and kiss her passionately, deepening the kiss until her cheeks were flushed and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, until she cried softly in his arms, yet clung to his clothes, refusing to let him leave.

Zhou Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally withdrew his hand to suppress the surging desire in his heart. He rubbed his throbbing temples with a headache.

In a few hours, when it gets light, he will immediately take Meng Zhixue away.

That bastard Xie Lingfeng, don't even think about finding her again!