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

Meng Zhixue was covered tightly with the blanket, with only one hand resting on the blanket to facilitate injections and IV drips.

Although little was exposed, Zhou Yu wouldn't have noticed the oddity of her clothing so quickly if it weren't for that.

After all, he wasn't a pervert; he wouldn't deliberately lift the covers to see what she was wearing...

He would never even consider going there.

In his subconscious, the patient's clothes were too wet to wear; if anyone should be changed, it should be a hospital gown.

The white shirt Meng Zhixue was wearing was made of stiff material and was extremely loose. The collar and cuffs exuded a military-like strictness and coldness, which immediately reminded him of the man from earlier.

What upset him even more was that the shirt smelled of lemon from laundry detergent, exactly the same as the scent of the man named Feng Tingyun.

The only difference is that the people wearing the clothes have different body odors, resulting in slight variations in the scent they emit.

Zhou Yu's eyes were cold and indifferent.

If he was initially very grateful to Feng Tingyun, now he is filled with nothing but anger.

When he slowly lifted the blanket covering Meng Zhixue and found that she was naked under her shirt and that her pants had been changed to a pair of military green trousers, his anger flared up into a raging fire.

Block Cloud!

He silently repeated these three words in his heart, and his usually cool and calm peach blossom eyes unconsciously turned cold and sharp.

After sitting for a while, he went to the balcony of the ward and called his assistant, Lin Heng, asking him to investigate Feng Tingyun's identity, background, and contact information.

After finishing the call, he walked back to the ward and noticed a set of blue and white striped hospital gowns at the foot of the bed. He paused in his tracks.

Should we change Meng Zhixue's unsightly white shirt?

Zhou Yu thought for a second and came to a conclusion:

Yes!

……

Having decided to make the change, Zhou Yu no longer hesitated.

He first locked the ward door, then drew the curtains tightly, and after thinking for a moment, turned off the bright ceiling light.

The lights weren't that bright, so he couldn't see very clearly, and his unease probably wasn't as intense.

He was aware of his own depravity, but he couldn't control himself.

Unable to control jealousy.

Unable to control his anger.

They also cannot control their possessiveness.

He knew he was being driven by a beast-like instinct to erase the marks of another man from the person he loved, but he couldn't be rational.

The ward was dark, with only the balcony light shining in. The warm, dim light made Meng Zhixue's flushed face look even more beautiful, like a rose on a branch.

Zhou Yu stared intently, his Adam's apple bobbing as a thirst welled up inside him, an urgent need to find a way to relieve it.

But when he saw Meng Zhixue's dry and pale lips again, he felt nothing but pity, and he cursed himself as a beast.

After calming himself down, he first lifted the blanket near the foot of the bed a little, and then felt up the waistband of Meng Zhixue's army green trousers.

As he grabbed the waistband and pulled it down, his fingers inevitably brushed against the woman's warm and delicate skin. His eyes darkened, and he barely managed to control his wandering thoughts.

Suppressing his emotions, he opened the blanket and saw that Meng Zhixue was wearing women's briefs. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly covered himself with the blanket again.

His ears turned red, but he didn't care at all.

He picked up the blue and white striped hospital pants, unfolded them, and tried to be as gentle as possible as he put them on the patient.

Taking off clothes is fine.

The wild man's white shirt was only fit to be thrown in the trash can. Zhou Yu went out to the nurses' station and got a pair of scissors. He then cut open all the parts of the white shirt that needed to be cut.

Without lifting the covers, he supported Meng Zhixue's neck with one hand and reached under the covers with the other to pull out her tattered white shirt and throw it on the floor. They could pick it up and dispose of it properly later.

It was time to get dressed, but Meng Zhixue's left hand was on an IV drip, making it inconvenient to get dressed. This was the most difficult part for Zhou Yu.

He mentally simulated the steps several times before selecting the optimal solution and taking action.

He first took the IV drip off the stand, put it through the left sleeve of the hospital gown, then hung the IV drip back on the stand, and put it through Meng Zhixue's left sleeve. The most troublesome part was done.

Next, all he had to do was gently lift Meng Zhixue up, blanket and all, put her clothes through her back, put on the right sleeve, and fasten the buttons.

...When he's buttoning his shirt, he definitely won't be looking around.

Zhou Yu's plan was well-thought-out, and the operation started smoothly.

However, just as he finished putting on Meng Zhixue's right sleeve, lifted the blanket, and was about to quickly button up her top, Meng Zhixue, who had been unconscious, suddenly let out a soft groan and slowly opened her eyes.

Zhou Yu's heart skipped a beat, and almost reflexively looked into her eyes, only to be met with a pair of misty almond-shaped eyes.

His Adam's apple bobbed, his body stiffened, and he dared not move another inch.

Meng Zhixue seemed stunned, staring blankly at him.

one second.

two seconds.

When Meng Zhixue sensed something was wrong and slowly lowered her head, she discovered that the black lace panties she had worn that morning were gone. In front of Zhou Yu, she was only slightly better than being "completely naked." Her mind went blank, and she instinctively wanted to scream.

However, the next moment, a large, warm hand covered her lips, successfully silencing her scream.

Zhou Yu looked flustered and embarrassed, and quickly said, "Don't yell, please. I can explain, I really didn't mean any harm, I didn't want to take advantage of you."

Meng Zhixue blinked: "...??"

"Do you remember what happened after you fell into the water?" Zhou Yu asked. "Based on the video surveillance footage, you should have lost consciousness very quickly after that man carried you to the car, right?"

Meng Zhixue thought for a moment and nodded.

She remembered that Feng Tingyun saved her. When she was about to collapse, Feng Tingyun picked her up and put her in his car, but... she didn't know what happened after that...

What about blocking cloud storage?

Is she in the hospital?

How did Zhou Yu find her?

...Meng Zhixue's mind was in a mess. Countless questions were making her head feel like it was about to explode. For a moment, she forgot the embarrassment of being seen naked.

Zhou Yu continued, "I don't know your situation, but when I saw you at the hospital, your underwear was gone, and you were wearing that man's shirt and his military pants..."

He asked, "Baby, were you aware of this, or were you unaware?"