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

Zhou Yu stood up slightly and looked at Meng Zhixue.

Her long eyelashes drooped, she bit her lip tightly, and frowned her delicate brows, looking as if she wanted to push him away but had forgotten that she could.

His mind cleared instantly.

It's impossible to question.

He could question Xie Lingfeng, but he had neither the right nor the standing to question Meng Zhixue.

He hadn't forgotten how many times he had confessed his feelings to Meng Zhixue, only to receive the response that she "didn't want to be in a relationship," nor had he forgotten her fear of Xie Lingfeng and her tendency to avoid him at all costs.

Thinking about it this way, it must be that bastard Xie Lingfeng who made things difficult for her, bullied her, and forced her!

From now on, just keep that bastard Xie Lingfeng at bay!

Zhou Yu made up his mind that since he had already gotten up, he might as well half-embrace Meng Zhixue in his arms and lower his head to kiss her cheek and the top of her head.

When she looked at him, a perfectly timed hint of grievance appeared in his eyes, and he lowered his head to nuzzle against her shoulder.

"He locked me out last night, and you were doing this to him inside?" He rubbed the hickeys Xie Lingfeng had left, his voice muffled. "Baby, didn't you hate him?"

Meng Zhixue didn't explain that the marks on her chest were left by Xie Lingfeng yesterday morning. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Actually, I don't like you either."

Zhou Yu: "...?"

I never expected this; it really hurts.

"I told you I didn't want to be in a relationship, but you still hugged and kissed me. Is this how you treat me?" Meng Zhixue covered her mouth and yawned. "I didn't sleep well last night because of my cough. I'm going to take a nap. What about you?"

She didn't mind if Zhou Yu wanted to stay; she knew he wouldn't go too far, at least he was much better than that pervert Xie Lingfeng.

But she was even more eager for him to leave.

Zhou Yu replied without hesitation, "I'm not leaving."

He held Meng Zhixue in his arms and kissed her cheek again: "I'll hold you while I sleep."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Fine.

Winter has arrived, and the temperature is getting colder and colder. Men with high body temperatures still have some advantages.

Meng Zhixue quickly fell asleep.

But she hadn't slept long when she was startled awake by the piercing sound of a power drill. Her heart was pounding and her head was buzzing.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Zhou Yu's ashen face.

"What's going on? Is there some kind of renovation going on?" Meng Zhixue asked, bewildered. "Why do I hear the sound of a power drill?"

As she spoke, she rubbed her temples in discomfort.

Every sound of the drill felt like it was drilling into her head; she felt like her head was going to split open.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and said with a dark face, "It's that madman Xie Lingfeng. He must have called workers over to remove the lock."

Meng Zhixue: "...What?!"

She could understand every word Zhou Yu said, but why couldn't she understand it when they were put together into a sentence?

Is she still dreaming?

……

The noise from the electric drill was incredibly annoying.

Meng Zhixue was already feeling unwell, and after two nights of not sleeping well due to getting up at night and coughing, she was woken up again this morning when she tried to go back to sleep...

When she woke up, she was so angry she wanted to cry.

Zhou Yu gently patted the top of her head and whispered reassuringly, "You continue to rest, I'll go check on the situation."

"No." Meng Zhixue pursed her lips, her face tense. "I'll go myself!"

She made up her mind that she would definitely give Xie Lingfeng a good beating.

Let him know that she's not someone to be trifled with!

When she opened the bedroom door and walked into the living room, she saw Xie Lingfeng kick open the door, which had had its keypad lock removed, and her anger flared even more.

"Xie Lingfeng, are you ever going to stop? I just..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Meng Zhixue paused, unable to finish saying, "I just don't want to see you, is that not okay?"

The door opened, and she saw Xie Lingfeng standing outside.

Xie Lingfeng wasn't wearing a hospital gown, but her right hand was holding onto a tall, mobile support, and her left hand, hanging by her side, had a needle inserted into the back of her hand and covered with medical tape, indicating that she was receiving an IV drip.

Yes, this person had a fever of nearly 40 degrees Celsius; if they didn't get an IV drip soon, they would go crazy from the fever.

Thinking about why Xie Lingfeng had a fever, Meng Zhixue cursed inwardly, "Serves him right," but looking at his miserable state, she couldn't bring herself to continue getting angry.

A quick glance revealed several nurses lingering nearby, and further away, a few patients and their families secretly watching the scene. She was even more determined not to be the center of attention...

"Come in!" Meng Zhixue said to Xie Lingfeng.

"Okay." Xie Lingfeng smiled and pushed the mobile support frame toward the ward.

After taking a couple of steps, he found the mobile support in the way, so he casually ripped it off, tearing off the needle and tape stuck to the back of his hand, causing a string of blood droplets to fly out.

Meng Zhixue hissed softly as she watched, but Xie Lingfeng had already pulled it out, so there was no point in stopping him, and she couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

She led Xie Lingfeng to the master bedroom, closed the door, and then ran to the bedside, grabbed a pillow, and angrily started throwing it at him.

He smashed things while simultaneously cursing.

"Xie Lingfeng, are you out of your mind?"

"If I lock you out, you'll break the lock. Next time I throw you out of the building, do you think you'll fly?"

"I was sleeping and you woke me up, I'm so annoyed!"

"I'm so angry!"

"..."

Meng Zhixue kept hitting him, but Xie Lingfeng neither fought back nor said a word.

She was almost tired of hitting him and decided to let him go for the time being, but he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Stop hitting me." His voice was hoarse and unnatural, as if he was sulking.

"What?" Meng Zhixue glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes and asked irritably, "Do you think I hit him wrong?"

Xie Lingfeng pressed his tongue against his cheek, a slightly roguish smile on his face: "You did the right thing, but if you keep hitting me, I'm going to..."

Meng Zhixue rolled her eyes and retorted, "Are you about to die?"

"no."

"What is that?"

"It's hard."

Meng Zhixue: "...??!!!"

She looked at Xie Lingfeng in surprise.

Xie Lingfeng straightened up and spread his hands, letting her look at him.

The young, handsome man's pale face was flushed red. Although his long, narrow, dark phoenix eyes were still surprisingly bright, he still looked somewhat pitiful, with a kind of sickly and sinister beauty.

but! !

You shouldn't look at a man's lower body, below the waist.

With a fever of almost 40 degrees Celsius, is it really necessary to be so energetic?

Meng Zhixue glanced at it to confirm, then quickly looked away as if she had been burned. Even though she no longer had a fever, her face suddenly turned bright red.

"Xie Lingfeng, you, you...you're really a pervert!" Meng Zhixue was a little frantic.

Ahhhhh!

What kind of man can be so enthusiastic about being yelled at and beaten? Unbelievable!

Meng Zhixue covered her burning cheeks and pointed to the door, saying, "Get out of here, now!"

Xie Lingfeng: "...I'll go fix the door for you."

Anyway, they didn't say they were leaving.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Oh right, she had almost forgotten about this.

"Can the door be fixed?" she asked worriedly.

"..." Xie Lingfeng paused in his steps toward leaving, then said, "It's okay if it can't be fixed, we'll just move to another ward."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Her fists were itching again.

Just then, Zhou Yu walked to the door and knocked on it. His deep, captivating eyes looked up with a smile: "I had breakfast brought up. Would you like something to eat?"

Meng Zhixue rubbed her stomach, her eyes lighting up.

I'm not sleepy now, and I'm hungry.

Before she could respond, Xie Lingfeng said without any hesitation, "I want one too."

"..." Meng Zhixue wasn't going to put up with him. When she walked up to him, she stomped on his foot in annoyance. "But I don't want to see you."

She didn't want to go too far in front of so many people, but she didn't care about doing it in private.

"Please don't show up in front of me for at least three days, or I'll really get angry!"