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

In the mountains, the morning fog is so thick it seems to drip water.

Meng Zhixue went to bed early yesterday and woke up very early as well.

She wriggled around in her sleeping bag like a caterpillar, then sat up.

Zhou Yu was still asleep beside me, his bangs were styled back with hairspray, making them look a bit stiff, revealing his handsome and refined eyebrows and eyes, and... a bruise on his forehead.

Meng Zhixue carefully climbed out of her sleeping bag, put on her clothes, draped a cashmere shawl over her shoulders, and quietly lifted the curtain to step out of the tent.

The campfire had been moved, but it had long since gone out, leaving only a pile of grayish-white embers.

Xie Lingfeng sat on a small stool not far from the campfire, leaning against a large rock, his long legs stretched out awkwardly, his head tilted to one side, as if he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Looking at his arrogant face, even with his injuries, Meng Zhixue recalled the humiliation of being bullied by him in his sleeping bag last night, and the anger in her heart flared up again.

Thinking of something, she rummaged through her backpack and, sure enough, found a bundle of paracord used to reinforce the tent.

She tiptoed over to Xie Lingfeng, untied the parachute cord, walked around him twice, and tied him to the large rock.

She tied it round and round, and then deftly tied a knot.

The paracord was thin yet extremely tough. Xie Lingfeng, dressed in a black jacket, was tightly bound to the rock, looking just like a tied-up brown bear.

Looking at her "masterpiece," Meng Zhixue clapped her hands with satisfaction!

Happy!

joy!

She rushed back to the tent and forcefully woke Zhou Yu: "Quick, quick! Get up and wash up, we're going down the mountain now!"

Zhou Yu opened his eyes, paused for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, his dark, peach-blossom eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

He stayed up all night last night, and didn't sleep much in the second half of the night either. He only managed to doze off for a short while just before dawn.

He didn't expect Meng Zhixue to wake up so early, and to wake him up so early as well.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Meng Zhixue exclaimed "Oh dear!" and continued tugging at him, "Don't worry about that, get dressed first!"

"Okay." Zhou Yu obediently sat up, put on his coat, and walked out of the tent.

He stretched his limbs, and when he saw Xie Lingfeng, who was tied to a rock and sleeping like a dead pig, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Looking at Meng Zhixue, who was covering her mouth and secretly laughing, he was surprised. His eyes were filled with helplessness and amusement, and he became more wary.

This vigilance was directed at Xie Lingfeng.

He knew Xie Lingfeng very well, having been friends for many years.

With Xie Lingfeng's radar-like alertness, he would not tolerate anyone wrapping ropes around his body; he would wake up if anyone came within three meters of him.

Defeating the enemy in one move is not difficult.

The only explanation for his current miserable state is that this mad dog is using his methods to "coax" Meng Zhixue and appease her anger.

I don't know what terrible thing I did last night that required such a self-inflicted injury.

Zhou Yu clicked his tongue inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

He took out his toiletries bag, and under Meng Zhixue's urging, he even sped up his movements to cooperate.

"Young Master Zhou, should we take down the tent?" Meng Zhixue asked softly.

Zhou Yu replied without hesitation, "No need."

When he went up the mountain, he took all the equipment he could find because the summit was an undeveloped wilderness with nothing there. He was afraid of running out of supplies.

It doesn't matter once we get down the mountain.

He only carried essential food and water in his backpack, along with a small stool, leaving the rest of his heavy gear behind so someone could come up and take it away later.

Of course, his good brother was also left behind.

"Let's go." Zhou Yu held a trekking pole in one hand and naturally took Meng Zhixue's hand with the other. "The morning dew is heavy, and the mountain path is slippery. I'll hold your hand."

Meng Zhixue did not refuse.

The two walked quickly down the mountain, their figures soon disappearing into the morning mist.

Less than five minutes after they left, Xie Lingfeng, who had been "asleep," slowly opened her eyes.

He glanced at the empty mountaintop and a roguish smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He hunched his shoulders, and with a strange inward twist of his arms, the paracord tied to him, which seemed difficult to untie, fell to the ground as easily as a loosened coil.

He stood up, stretched his aching neck, kicked the umbrella cord on the ground, and looked listless and depressed.

"You heartless little brat, you've got a pretty strong grip."

"They tied me up like a dog, and I don't even know if they've calmed down yet."

The view from the top of the mountain is beautiful.

But without the person who interests him, even the most beautiful scenery becomes somewhat dull. He decided to stop looking and head down the mountain.

But before leaving, he picked up the umbrella rope that Meng Zhixue had used to tie him up.

He intended to throw it far away, but for some inexplicable reason, he couldn't help but smell it... There seemed to be a familiar fragrance lingering on the rope, which he liked very much.

But realizing he had done something strange, he quickly came to his senses, looking resistant and even a little broken, and muttered a low "Damn it."

Oh shit!

Could he really be a pervert?

……

Two hours later, Meng Zhixue and Zhou Yu finally returned to the hot spring resort at the foot of the mountain.

After soaking in the hot spring in her room and taking a shower, Meng Zhixue felt as if she had been reborn.

I had just dried my hair when Zhou Yu called.

"Want to go back?" he said. "I had the driver come over last night, and he's waiting for you at the resort now. We can leave anytime you want."

Meng Zhixue bit her lip, conflicted.

Should we go back alone with Zhou Yu?