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

Meng Zhixue floated in the water, her vision blurred by the cold.

But she still kept watching the man swim towards her, staring intently, as if afraid that what she was seeing was just her imagination.

The man's swimming movements were extremely precise, with each swing of his arms carrying astonishing explosive power. For him, a distance of several meters was as easy as casually stepping over a ditch, and he quickly swam to her.

It was at this moment that Meng Zhixue saw his cold and dignified face clearly.

With a "buzz" in her mind, her almost frozen thoughts miraculously began to turn.

Blocking the cloud?

Cloud shutdown?!

This... In her past life, when she was a kept woman, her longest relationship was also her last boyfriend?!

In his previous life, Feng Tingyun was so physically strong that he was a headache, and his stamina was so abundant that he was like a machine that never knew fatigue. His personality was also so strong that he was the one who did not listen to reason.

During the years she spent with him, every time they were together, Meng Zhixue would wake up the next afternoon with a feeling of utter exhaustion, as if she were about to die in bed.

Yes, if the two of them spent the night together, she would never wake up until the afternoon of the next day.

Because Fengtingyun is just too capable.

But now, his strength seemed to have become the most reassuring thing in the world, making her nose tingle and almost bring her to tears of joy.

After all, the more powerful he is, the safer she is.

"Hold me!" The man's voice rang in my ears, deep and rough, carrying an unquestionable sense of command.

Meng Zhixue trembled and couldn't speak, but she was very obedient and immediately reached out to him, wrapping her arms around his neck with his help.

She was so cold; the warmth emanating from Feng Tingyun was extremely attractive to her.

To her now, he was like a giant human heater, and she couldn't help but want to stick to him and cling to him.

She actually stuck it on.

She pressed herself against him, burrowing into his arms. In the midst of the movement, her cold lips unconsciously brushed against the man's warm neck, pressing against his throbbing carotid artery.

She didn't notice this small detail, only thinking about absorbing the heat from Feng Tingyun's body, and didn't realize that Feng Tingyun's body stiffened for a moment.

Swim to the shore.

Feng Tingyun first helped her and the child ashore, then braced himself against the stone steps and broke out of the water.

The onlookers cheered.

But after Meng Zhixue went ashore, the autumn wind made her even colder.

The light and warm cashmere sweater had become a huge burden; soaked with water, it clung to her body, making her feel freezing.

She shivered as she wrung out as much water as possible from her clothes, but it did little to help.

She hugged her arms and trembled, turning her head left and right to look for the clothes she had taken off on the shore before going into the water. Suddenly, she saw a guard in military uniform running towards her with a blanket and her clothes.

"Miss, are these your clothes?"

Meng Zhixue's head was spinning, and she nodded happily while trembling, "Yes, yes, yes..."

She remembered the guard Feng Tingyun and knew his name was Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi was much younger than she remembered...

That's true. In her previous life, she started dating Feng Tingyun several years later, when Zhang Qi was several years older than he is now.

Thinking of this, another gust of wind blew by, and Meng Zhixue immediately shivered.

Zhang Qi quickly said, "Miss, you're soaking wet. Why don't you come to our car, change into some clean clothes, enjoy the warm air, and then put your coat back on?"

"Huh?" Meng Zhixue was dumbfounded. "I... I don't have any clean clothes."

Zhang Qi said, "Our regimental commander has some! He's very clean and keeps several sets of clothes in the car. You can just wear his."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She subconsciously looked at Feng Tingyun, waiting for him, who was a bit of a germaphobe and obsessive-compulsive and was most careful to keep his distance from women, to object.

As a result, Feng Tingyun, who was performing CPR on the child who had fallen into the water, paused, but did not look up or express any objection.

Ok……

He must have been moved by her act of bravery and felt embarrassed to refuse.

"Thank you, but no need." Meng Zhixue clutched her soaked clothes, her teeth chattering from the cold, but she still refused, "I... I can go back by myself."

After saying "thank you" to Feng Tingyun, he prepared to leave.

Although she was saved by Feng Tingyun, she was in danger because she went into the water to save someone. It's almost like she was in danger. Shouldn't the child's family be the ones to thank Feng Tingyun?

She didn't want to get involved with Feng Tingyun, and she didn't want to deal with this stamina monster anymore.

In her past life, she was truly terrified of him.

She turned to leave, but suddenly felt dizzy and her vision went black. She swayed and fell headfirst to the ground.

Zhang Qi's expression changed, and he reached out his hand: "Miss!"

But someone was faster than him.

A strong arm wrapped around Meng Zhixue's waist, pulling her into a tight embrace and preventing her from suffering a fatal head injury.

Feng Tingyun put one arm around her and handed the child, who had vomited water and was crying loudly in fright, to Zhang Qi with the other, and said in a deep voice, "Take good care of him."

"Yes!" Zhang Qi immediately unfolded the blanket in his hand and took the child into his arms.

After handing the child over, Feng Tingyun bent down and picked up the limp Meng Zhixue in his arms.

Meng Zhixue recovered a little and said weakly, "I..."

The man said in a cold voice, "Don't be stubborn."

Meng Zhixue: "...Oh."

Ok.

She simply couldn't hold on any longer.

Dazed and exhausted, she leaned against the man's chest, her hands seemingly forgetting to avoid any awkwardness, pressing tightly against his firm chest, pitifully continuing to draw warmth from him.

Feng Tingyun paused again, but glanced down at the person in his arms, frowned slightly, and ultimately said nothing. He then strode towards the car parked by the roadside.

But before he even reached the car, he realized that the person in his arms was about to collapse.

Feng Tingyun carefully placed the person in the back seat, while the bodyguard Zhang Qi had already taken the child into the passenger seat.

Watching Zhang Qi take off the child's dripping clothes, roll them up along with the wet blanket, and place them at his feet, he went to the trunk to look for clothes.

He took off his wet white tank top, casually wiped the water droplets off his upper body, took two sets of clothes, sat back in the back seat of the car, and told the driver, Lao Zhang, to drive.

Old Zhang asked, "Commander, where are we going?"

Feng Tingyun pondered for a moment: "Go to the nearest police station."

"Yes." Old Zhang started the car.

Feng Tingyun then pulled up the front and rear partitions of the car, turning the back seat into a private space.

He handed the clothes he was holding to the pale-faced girl who was leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed, and said seriously, "These are clean clothes. Change into them, or you'll catch a cold."

"...Mmm." Meng Zhixue responded softly.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the clothes Feng Tingyun was holding in his hand.

A white shirt and a pair of army green trousers, both looked very clean and smelled faintly of laundry detergent.

Unable to think clearly and with her mind foggy, she took the clothes from the man's hands, placed them on the back seat, and began to pull off her wet cashmere sweater.

Feng Tingyun's heart skipped a beat when he saw her movements, and he quickly turned his head away, but the image of the girl's slender, fair waist remained in his mind.

That shimmering white, that delicate, fragile appearance, made his Adam's apple bob for a moment, and his heart race.

A faint fragrance seemed to waft through the car, one he had never smelled before, perhaps the scent of the girl, which made him even more embarrassed.

The pair of military trousers he was holding, which he was preparing to change into, also became an obstacle.

...failed.

He pulled down the front and rear partitions of the car to provide a private environment for the strange girl to change clothes, so she wouldn't feel embarrassed in front of Lao Zhang and Zhang Qi.

But he actually forgot about himself and was thinking of changing into dry trousers in the back seat?

And she... she seemed to have forgotten that he was still by her side, or rather, she didn't see him as a man and was completely unguarded around him...

Fengtingyun had never encountered such a tricky situation before.

Looking out the window at the street scene, he counted the rapidly receding streetlights and lost in thought, but the rustling sound behind him never stopped, constantly drawing his attention.

In particular, a wet piece of clothing suddenly brushed past his trouser leg and landed next to his military boots, like a heavy hammer blow to his heart.

He glanced down at it, then immediately looked away as if he'd been burned, feeling even worse.

That... was a black lace-trimmed bra.