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

Fortunately, Zhou Yu wasn't that "hungry" and hadn't become a pervert.

Once he withdrew his hand, Meng Zhixue returned to her Zen-like state.

Seeing her seemingly self-righteous attempt to renege on her debt, Zhou Yu couldn't help but laugh.

But he was willing to indulge him.

"Alright, get up and eat something?" Zhou Yu sat up slightly, raised his hand to feel her forehead, "I had the doctor examine you. Your menstrual cramps this time were caused by catching a cold. Drinking a few packets of traditional Chinese medicine should prevent any lasting problems."

Meng Zhixue's face fell, and she forgot her unease: "Traditional Chinese medicine?"

Zhou Yu looked at her scrunched-up face and found it amusing: "Yes, good medicine tastes bitter, but drinking it will only benefit your health."

"Not only do you need to take medicine, Wen Jueming also said he would give you acupuncture to assist with the treatment. After dinner, I will take you to his office to find him."

Meng Zhixue, with a deadpan expression, said listlessly, "...Okay."

Although she didn't want to drink bitter Chinese medicine, she wasn't that delicate either.

Zhou Yu rubbed her head, wanting to say, "Since you don't want to take medicine or get injections, don't be impulsive in the future," but he didn't say it.

After all, her "silliness" was one of the reasons he fell in love with her; it was a very precious quality about her.

……

After dinner, Meng Zhixue drank a packet of bitter Chinese medicine under Zhou Yu's supervision, and then he dragged her to find Wen Jueming.

Wen Jueming's office was in the office building, a few minutes' walk from the inpatient department. Zhou Yu wrapped her up tightly in his newly bought down jacket.

As he zipped up her zipper, his peach-blossom eyes lowered to look at her, a hint of a smile in them, along with a secret sense of satisfaction.

When they arrived at the office building, the building was well-heated. He said he was worried she would get hot, so he personally took off her down jacket.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

She felt like a little figurine, and Zhou Yu was playing with her. Was it the same as how otaku play with figurines and find it fun?

But I have to say, being taken care of and served doesn't feel bad, so whatever.

Her mind was wandering as the elevator stopped at the top floor of the office building.

The two stepped out of the elevator and walked to Wen Jueming's office. They rang the doorbell for a while, but no one answered.

Meng Zhixue looked at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu took out his phone: "I'll give him a call."

However, no one answered the phone.

Although the soundproofing of Wen Jueming's office door was very good, one could vaguely hear loud rock music coming from inside. It was unclear whether he was listening to music and therefore did not hear the doorbell or cell phone ring.

Zhou Yu rang the doorbell again, then simply entered the password: "I know the password, let's go in."

Meng Zhixue exclaimed, "Wow! You actually know his office password? You two are definitely related..."

Before she could finish her exclamation, the office door opened, and the surrounding silence was quickly shattered by a cacophony of heavy metal rock music crashing into the doorway.

Meng Zhixue looked inside out of curiosity and was immediately surprised, her eyes widening in astonishment.

In the office, Wen Jueming, wearing a white lab coat, pinned a petite woman, whose face was obscured, against the desk. Judging from their posture, they were...

Just as she thought of this, Wen Jueming seemed to notice her gaze and suddenly looked at her.

The man, who was usually gentle and smiling with a distant attitude, still had a strong lust in his eyes at this moment, and his deep gaze made Meng Zhixue's scalp tingle.

Her heart pounded, and she instinctively stepped back, retreating into a broad and sturdy embrace.

The next moment, everything went black before her eyes. A warm, large hand covered her eyes without warning and pulled her back a few steps.

The sound of the door lock clicking shut filled my ears, and silence returned. The loud music and the absurdity of the office were all silenced by the door being locked again.

Meng Zhixue's heart was still pounding, her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, making Zhou Yu's palms itch, and his heart itch too.

He raised his hand and turned her around, then lowered it and said in a deep voice to Meng Zhixue, "Ahem... He's treating someone else. Let's go first and come back later."

Meng Zhixue: "...?!"

Zhou Yu: "What?"

"Treatment?" Meng Zhixue hesitated, her almond-shaped eyes filled with speechlessness, looking at him as if he were talking nonsense.

Zhou Yu cleared his throat, pressed his fist to his lips, and said something he himself didn't believe to smooth things over: "Yes, that... he was giving someone acupuncture."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Suddenly, her pale face flushed red as she thought of something, and she quickly lowered her head and walked towards the elevator.

Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow, took long strides, and leisurely followed her, asking as they walked, "Baby, why are you so red? Did you think of some inappropriate scenes again, hmm?"

Meng Zhixue: "...?"

She didn't say anything, she just kept walking forward.

What made her think of inappropriate content for children? If she's so capable, Wen Jueming, then don't do it! Speaking of "doing"...

Cough cough, Meng Zhixue's face turned even redder as she thought of this.

The entire top floor of the office building belonged to Wen Jueming. The two walked to the elevator without encountering anyone.

As soon as they reached the elevator, Zhou Yu grabbed Meng Zhixue's wrist.

He pulled her close and held her in his arms, pressing her against the wall next to the elevator door.

Meng Zhixue looked up at the man's smiling peach blossom eyes, and before she could say anything, he kissed her deeply.

Perhaps stimulated by the scene of Wen Jueming and the other man acting so recklessly, the usually refined and dignified man kissed Wen Jueming deeply and urgently this time.

Meng Zhixue couldn't push him away and was almost out of breath.

God knows, her nose was already stuffy from a cold, and with her lips blocked, she was practically unable to breathe.

Her face flushed red, and she clenched her fists, slamming them hard against Zhou Yu's broad shoulder.

However, in Zhou Yu's eyes, her strength was nothing more than a kitten scratching a small ball with its paw.

Fortunately, he seemed to have finally realized her "predicament," chuckled softly, and kissed her on the cheek reassuringly so she could take a few breaths.

But before getting up, he whispered in her ear, "Baby, how about I 'treat' you like that from now on?"

Meng Zhixue: "...?"

She bit her lip, then pinched his waist hard in anger, and only felt satisfied when she heard him wince and hiss in pain.

Unbeknownst to her, a fleeting smile crossed Zhou Yu's eyes after she lowered her gaze. There was no pain whatsoever.

The elevator arrived, and Meng Zhixue was about to step inside when Zhou Yu stopped her again.

She looked at him warily: "You don't still want to kiss me, do you?"

Aren't you afraid of getting infected?

She has a cold right now.

Zhou Yu laughed again: "No, I just wanted to ask if you want to go back to the ward to wait, or if you want to rest here for a while."

He pointed to the rest area not far away: "If you're bored, you can play on your phone on the sofa."

Meng Zhixue was somewhat tempted.

It was freezing cold, and she wasn't feeling well, so she really didn't want to move or run around. But if she had to wait a long time, she didn't want to waste her time here.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhou Yu said, "Don't worry, it won't take long."

Meng Zhixue looked at him questioningly, wondering why he was so certain.

Based on her experience as a kept woman in her previous life, once men start, it really takes a very, very, very long time before they stop.

Could it be Wen Jueming...?

Lowering his voice, Zhou Yu said as if casually, "With so many inappropriate things on your mind, you should know that men's explosive power varies, and their stamina also varies, right?"

His eyes held a meaningful look.

Meng Zhixue's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, as if she had overheard a huge piece of gossip. "Is this... something I can talk about?"

My best friend's privacy was just exposed like that?