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

When Meng Zhixue dragged her suitcase out of Zhou Yu's large apartment, the sun was blazing outside.

She stood by the roadside, steadyed her suitcase, took out her phone from her pocket, found Ying Shunian's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

Ying Shunian's voice carried a hint of surprise, as if he hadn't expected her to call him first: "Miss Meng, is there...is there something you need from me?"

"I broke up with Zhou Yu," Meng Zhixue said, holding her phone with a hint of amusement in her voice. "Are you coming to pick me up?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, as if Ying Shunian was struggling to process what he had just said.

Then, Meng Zhixue heard the sound of a chair being pushed back through the receiver, a sudden and abrupt sound, as if echoing Ying Shunian's feelings at that moment.

His anxious voice came through at the same time: "Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up!"

Meng Zhixue gave the address.

Ying Shunian immediately said, "Let me check the map."

Meng Zhixue responded, "Mm."

After finishing her investigation, Ying Shunian's voice carried a hint of anxiety: "It will take me half an hour to get there by taxi. It's hot outside, so could you find me somewhere with air conditioning and wait for me? I'll be right there, okay?"

"Please don't stand in the sun waiting for me, or you might get heatstroke."

Meng Zhixue smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

Ying Shunian breathed a sigh of relief and laughed out loud: "I'm leaving now!"

Actually, in the sweltering summer heat, it seemed like the best solution for Meng Zhixue to simply take a taxi to Ying Shunian's place.

But Meng Zhixue didn't mention it.

Even if it were a year, it wouldn't be mentioned.

In Ying Shunian's mind, he couldn't express his appreciation and happiness if he didn't come to pick him up.

Although he was also anxious, worried that Meng Zhixue would regret waiting for half an hour and turn back to the golden cage that Zhou Yu had woven for her.

Meng Zhixue hung up the phone, put her phone in her bag, and leaned against her suitcase to wait.

It is indeed hot outside.

The sun was scorching the ground, but she had no intention of wasting time inside the shop. Instead, she moved to the side and stood in the shade of a roadside tree.

The summer sun shone through the leaves overhead, casting romantic dappled patterns of light on her.

About twenty minutes later, a taxi stopped by the roadside, and Ying Shunian got out of the back seat.

He was wearing a white linen short-sleeved shirt, his hair was a little messy from the wind, but his clear, almond-shaped eyes were incredibly bright.

His gaze fell on her, then looked at the suitcase beside her, and he couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes.

He strode over and took her suitcase. The bright sunlight shone on his face, but his smile was even brighter than the sun.

In both her past and present lives, Meng Zhixue rarely saw him look so radiant.

"Where are we going now? To your house?" Meng Zhixue asked.

Ying Shunian's smile faded slightly, and he looked somewhat uncomfortable.

He tightened his grip on the suitcase handle slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, but he still spoke frankly: "I've been living in the studio to save money, and I haven't rented any other place."

"Let's stay at a hotel today, and then move in together in a couple of days after I've rented a place, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at her with a hint of trepidation in his eyes, as if he was afraid that she would be unhappy.

He knew he was just a poor kid and couldn't compare to Zhou Yu, but he would do his best to work hard and give her the best future.

Zhou Yu will give her even more than he can give her...

And he wasn't just talking; he wasn't just making empty promises. The projects he had were very promising, and if they succeeded, he was fully capable of making them happen.

"Xuexue..." He looked down at him and solemnly promised, "Please believe me, I won't let you suffer injustice here for too long."

Meng Zhixue looked at him and smiled gently: "Yes, I know."

In every lifetime, he had never mistreated her.

I always present her with the best things, without exception.

Meng Zhixue put her phone back in her bag and said with a smile, "There's no need to stay in a hotel. If your studio has accommodation, we can stay there together."

"I can't bear to stay in hotels that are too expensive, and I'm worried that hotels that are too cheap might not be clean."

Ying Shunian's eyes lit up; he had never expected her to say that.

He confirmed repeatedly, "To save costs, I rented a studio in a basement. Although I kept it fairly clean, the room was still a bit small and the air circulation wasn't very good."

Meng Zhixue found him nagging: "Alright, alright, I know what you've said."

Ying Shunian smiled, lowering his eyes, dragging his suitcase with one hand, and tentatively taking her hand with the other: "Shall we set off?"

Meng Zhixue nodded: "Okay."

The two hailed a taxi.

Ying Shunian put Meng Zhixue's suitcase in the trunk, opened the back door for her to get in first, and then got into the car himself.

The car turned a few streets and drove into an old town area, stopping in front of a building that looked quite old.

Ying Shunian paid the fare, picked up his suitcase, and led Meng Zhixue into the residential area.

I walked to a residential building, went down a not-too-wide iron staircase, and pushed open a mottled iron door.

Meng Zhixue visited this basement during her first incarnation.

It's like revisiting a familiar place.

The basement environment wasn't actually that bad.

As soon as you open the door, you can see a row of narrow skylights. The afternoon sun shines through the windows and casts a rectangular patch of light on the floor.

The room height should be over 2.5 meters, which is not too low. The walls are painted in a diamond pattern white, and there is an air purifier in the corner.

The studio has three rooms in total. The middle room serves as the living room and also as the office area.

Apart from the papers and documents being scattered around, everything was clean and tidy, with no dust, mold, or old grime.

There is a room on each side of the office area, which is used as a bedroom. Ying Shunian's room is on the left.

There was another guy in the studio, a friend of Ying Shunian, who was also an employee. His name was Jiang Yue, and he lived in the bedroom on the right.

Meng Zhixue was not unfamiliar with Jiang Yue.

In his second life, Jiang Yue was Ruan Qingyu's man. Although they never married, they were together for a very long time and had two or three children.

When they entered, Jiang Yue, wearing a plaid shirt, was sitting in front of the computer, busy with something.

Hearing the noise, he nodded at them with obvious social anxiety and called out "Brother Nian" and "Sister-in-law".