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

Zhou Yu stood at the door of the ward, holding his phone with a sullen face.

The man's heavy breathing, the woman's soft nasal sounds from her difficulty breathing, and the wet sounds of their kissing were all clearly audible.

Without even thinking, he could imagine how smug Xie Lingfeng must be right now.

The thought of Meng Zhixue being held in Xie Lingfeng's arms, her face flushed from being kissed, her breathing rapid, and her eyes filled with a shallow mist, made him unable to control his anger.

Staring intently at the tightly locked door, he felt an urge to grab an axe and chop it open.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me.

He hung up the phone casually and turned his head to look at the other person indifferently.

Wen Jueming raised his hands to indicate that he had no intention of getting involved, but then asked, as if he didn't want to miss out on the fun, "Do you need me to call a locksmith for you? The lock is in the way, just take it off, don't try to save me money."

"..." Zhou Yu gave him a warning look and said in a deep voice, "No need."

He actually wanted to smash the door down too.

But the noise of breaking the lock was too loud. Knowing Meng Zhixue as he did, he knew she was unaware that Xie Lingfeng had maliciously answered the phone and made him listen to their kissing.

She's easily embarrassed. If she knew that Xie Lingfeng was being disliked, he would be happy for it, and he himself probably wouldn't be able to get close to her in the future.

She has no desires for him, and her current lack of resistance may be due to her gentle and easygoing nature.

If she's truly provoked and enraged, she'll definitely turn around and leave without hesitation, and she'll be absolutely ruthless.

He only wanted to slowly boil the frog in the water, letting her gradually get used to his presence and adapt to his closeness to her, without scaring her away.

……

At the same time, at the Nancheng Military Region Hospital.

Feng Tingyun rushed to the ward where Meng Zhixue used to live, only to find that it had been cleaned up and there was no sign that anyone had lived there.

Just then, a couple who had just been assigned to this ward arrived with their luggage and were about to check in. Before entering, they looked at him with surprise, seemingly not understanding why he was standing at the door like a doorman.

Seeing this, bodyguard Zhang Qi quickly said, "Commander, should I ask the nurse when Miss Meng was discharged from the hospital and if she left any contact information?"

Feng Tingyun remained silent for a moment, then finally said, "Okay."

When I went to the nurses' station and asked, the nurse checked the records and said that Meng Zhixue had been transferred to another hospital at noon.

He also reminded Feng Tingyun that the medical expenses he prepaid last night had been refunded, and that a very handsome young man had paid the outstanding medical expenses when he was discharged from the hospital.

Zhang Qi looked at his regimental commander with sympathy. He was good-looking, but his perpetually cold face made him look extremely serious, and he had been single for so long that no girl dared to pursue him.

Feng Tingyun's brow twitched, and he asked in a deep voice, "Was it Mr. Zhou, who stayed with me last night, who handled the discharge procedures?"

"Mr. Zhou?" The nurse hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you referring to the Mr. Zhou who looks refined and mature in a suit, or the one who looks intimidating in a black leather jacket?"

Feng Tingyun: "..."

Zhang Qi's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Two men?"

Nurse: "...Um, yes."

Zhang Qi inquired further about the events of the previous night and Meng Zhixue's phone number, but the nurse refused to provide them. She stated that this was the patient's private information and declined to elaborate further.

"Then..." Zhang Qi looked at Feng Tingyun with difficulty, "Commander, what do we do now?"

Feng Tingyun said, "Let's go home first."

……

Tianzehui International Medical Center.

Xie Lingfeng had planned to stay overnight before she arrived.

He would have forced Meng Zhixue to stay if she disagreed, but when she did agree, his voice was filled with smugness as he called his assistant to bring over a change of clothes.

As soon as the clothes arrived, he took them straight into the bathroom.

Of course, the restroom he entered was the public restroom outside.

Meng Zhixue would never allow him to take a shower in the bathroom of the master bedroom, and he didn't want to make a fool of himself.

However, after he finished showering and came out covered in hot steam, he walked towards the master bedroom while drying his still dripping black hair.

Meng Zhixue was leaning against the bed looking at her new phone when Xie Lingfeng walked right up to her without closing the door.

He was only wearing a snow-white bath towel around his waist. Fine water droplets clung to his broad shoulders, and his strong, thick chest muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles were visually striking under the light.

He held a towel in his hand, coughed loudly, and deliberately walked to the bedside to ask, "Where's the hair dryer? I can't find it anywhere."

After saying that, he added, feeling guilty but also self-righteous, "It's almost winter, and you'll easily get sick if you don't dry your hair after washing it."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She was speechless, but she couldn't help but look the man up and down. He was indeed quite handsome.

It must be said that Xie Lingfeng's physique and appearance truly deserve the title of "top-tier male beauty".

His temperament is gloomy, wicked, and wild. If he were to enter the entertainment industry, he would definitely be an absolute top star, the kind that no one else on the internet could replace. I wonder how many women who are attracted to his body would shout, "Husband, look at me from the front!"

After all, the comment sections of some social media apps are sometimes like no man's land, with bitter words flying everywhere, and there are plenty of girls who talk big but are actually cowards.

Forget about saying things like "My husband is facing me directly." Some women have probably already picked out names for their great-grandchildren.

Wait, I can't think about it!

Meng Zhixue quickly stopped herself from thinking about it and turned to glare at Xie Lingfeng, who was flaunting his male charm: "Go look in the mirror cabinet in the public restroom, it's probably there."

"Okay." Xie Lingfeng readily agreed, without lingering, and turned to leave the master bedroom.

He didn't care about being given a friendly face; he had achieved his goal anyway.

His physique is the result of daily running and fitness training. If he can cook with his body, then he deserves it!

Once he's able to make a living off his strength and physique, and she's completely infatuated with him, then maybe she'll be the one begging him softly, "No, I want more."

Thinking of this, Xie Lingfeng smiled with delight.

……

at night.

Although a hungry wolf was sleeping in the living room, it did not affect Meng Zhixue's sleep.

It must be said that private hospitals are indeed better than public hospitals. The electric bed adjusts to support her sleeping position and even has a soothing function, so she quickly fell into a good sleep.

When Meng Zhixue got up at three in the morning, she was pleasantly surprised to see a ring of dim yellow lights illuminate the area around her bed as she got out of bed and put on her shoes.

After washing her hands and coming out of the bathroom, Meng Zhixue thought about Xie Lingfeng, who was sleeping in the living room.

I wonder if he, with his height and long legs, can sleep well on the sofa, and if he's covered with a blanket or something...

But she didn't seem inclined to go and check.

Xie Lingfeng insisted on staying. They're all adults, so she figured they'd take good care of themselves and wouldn't bother with that.

Covering her mouth and yawning, Meng Zhixue got into bed and quickly fell asleep.

Unbeknownst to her, Xie Lingfeng on the sofa had already woken up the moment she got out of bed.

He was always alert; even when he was fast asleep, he would immediately wake up at the slightest sound or movement around him.

Considering that Meng Zhixue might come out to check if he was sleeping well, he had an idea. He kicked the blanket covering him to the ground and deliberately hunched his shoulders, pretending to be cold, waiting for Meng Zhixue to come over and cover him with a blanket with heartache.

He had it all planned out: as soon as she came closer, he would take the opportunity to push her onto the sofa and kiss her forcefully, and he would not let her go until he had kissed her for at least ten minutes.

However, he held his breath and waited in the dark for a long time, analyzing Meng Zhixue's movements with his voice, but he didn't see anything.

Meng Zhixue got out of bed, Meng Zhixue went into the bathroom, Meng Zhixue came out, Meng Zhixue went to bed, Meng Zhixue must have fallen asleep...

Some people didn't even plan to leave the house the whole time, which made them seem a bit presumptuous and like clowns.

Xie Lingfeng: "..."

He glanced at himself, who was awkwardly hugging his arms and pretending to be cold, and then at the blanket he had kicked to the ground. In an instant, a feeling of grievance and speechlessness welled up in his heart.

Meng Zhixue should be ruthless to him. When she falls for him in the future, he'll let her taste the feeling of being neglected!

I won't talk to her for at least three days!

Two days, no, even one and a half days will do!