After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 147 Don’t believe it

Bao Fu Hu Baoshan was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't find anything wrong with You Sijia, so she could only turn her head away sullenly.

Pshaw, so what if you're married!

Miss Hu thought angrily to herself.

Yu Sijia ran back to Meng Weiyuan, her little face upturned, her eyes shining brightly as if they were filled with tears.

"Alright! Now it's just the two of us, aren't you happy?" Yusjia's voice was light and cheerful.

She considered herself quite skilled at charming men!
Meng Weiyuan was in a bad mood ever since he saw Hu Baoshan get into the car with You Sijia.

Just now, he saw You Sijia find a coach for Hu Baoshan. After realizing what You Sijia was doing, Meng Weiyuan suddenly felt that the weather was really great today.

Hearing Yustia's voice in his ear, he nodded reservedly.

"Let's go, do you want to go to the intermediate or advanced track?" Meng Weiyuan asked.

Yu Sijia chuckled. Others might not notice, but she could sense that Meng Weiyuan couldn't hide his good mood.

"What if I fall on the advanced track?" Yusjia felt that her skills were not very good. The slope and length of the advanced track were much more difficult than the intermediate track, but there were also advantages. There were not as many people on the advanced track.

Meng Weiyuan said confidently, "With me here, it won't happen."

"Let's go to the high-end one!"

As the two went to take the cable car up, they happened to see Hu Baoshan queuing next to the magic carpet on the beginner track. Yu Sijia even waved to Hu Baoshan, who looked mournful.

Hu Baoshan: "..."

Who stays all lovey-dovey like Yuska after getting married?

She looked disdainful, but secretly she seemed a little envious.

Her marriage to Jiang Lingyu was almost finalized, and it was scheduled for May of this year. However, the thought of his illegitimate child made Hu Baoshan's expression turn quite indifferent.

Will she be able to be like Yuska after marriage?
When Yusja stood on the advanced track and looked down from above, she couldn't help but feel her legs go weak.

She reached out and grabbed Meng Weiyuan's clothes tightly around his waist, like a little squirrel hugging its pine cone, refusing to let go.

"Are we sure we want to slide down from here?" Yustia's voice was almost trembling.

She hadn't skied in a long time, and when she saw the endless snow in front of her, she was naturally a little scared.

Meng Weiyuan felt how tightly the small hand on his waist was pulling. He suppressed the urge to laugh and looked down to adjust Yustia's ski goggles. "Slow down first. I'll follow behind you. You won't fall. Trust me."

Yusjia still didn't let go, staring longingly at Meng Weiyuan through her snow goggles.

Meng Weiyuan was defeated. "Still afraid?"

Yuska nodded, "Will you skate it out for me first?"

When Meng Weiyuan realized what was happening, he almost laughed in anger.

So, his wife was scared on one hand, but on the other hand, she was even more worried about his own skills? Was he afraid he wouldn't be able to catch her?
Having not faced such blatant questioning for many years, President Meng was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

If it were someone else, he might just turn around and leave.

believe it or not!

But the person in front of him was Yusjia, and he couldn't just leave his wife there alone, could he? Meng Weiyuan simply raised his hand, flicked his finger, and gave Yusjia a sharp rap on the head on her hat.

“Wait,” he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Weiyuan adjusted his bindings, then raised his waist and, as if obsessively, adjusted his snow goggles and gloves. Finally, he glanced at Yustia and said, "Wait for me here."

In Yusjia's sight, she only saw a black figure, which flashed past her like lightning.

The snow slope, cleaved open by the carving board, looks like one after another sparkling snowflakes exploding on the side of the board's edge.

Meng Weiyuan pressed his knees together at an angle, and at the corner, his body was almost parallel to the ground.

The large hands, gloved in black, touched the snow, the fingertips darting across the surface. This action made Yustya, who was standing at the very top, scream in delight.

The reason she wanted to learn snow carving was because she had watched videos of other young men and women on short video platforms and thought their snow-touching moves were so cool, so incredibly cool, that it made her scream in front of the screen.

But now, seeing Meng Weiyuan carving and gliding through the snow, where in Yu Sijia's mind could she still think of the handsome guys she'd been watching on short video platforms? None of them were as handsome as Meng Weiyuan!

The blade carved lines into the snow with remarkable smoothness.

When Meng Weiyuan was below the advanced slope, he saw that there was no one around. He almost stood on the board and created a snow wall that was almost as tall as a person.

When Meng Weiyuan took the cable car up the advanced slope, he found that Yusijia did not rush to greet him as he had expected. Instead, she was sitting on the snow with her snow goggles hanging on her arm, looking down and fiddling with her phone.

Meng Weiyuan strode over and almost lifted Yousijia off the ground in one swift motion.

"Aren't you cold? Won't your stomach hurt later?" Meng Weiyuan said.

Yuska was interrupted from what she was doing. She exclaimed "Ah!" and gripped the phone she had almost dropped.

"You scared me to death," Yusjia muttered, without even looking up at Meng Weiyuan.

Meng Weiyuan, who thought his performance just now was pretty good: "..."

He had expected to receive starry-eyed looks from his wife when he came back up, but things didn't go as planned. Yusjia didn't give him any feedback at all.

A term he had recently learned online—emotional value—came to Meng Weiyuan's mind somewhat inappropriately.

"What are you looking at?" Meng Weiyuan asked patiently, while Yousijia kept her head down and didn't even glance at him.

"Hehe, look at how people are praising you!" Yusjia finally looked up this time, smiling broadly.

Meng Weiyuan was taken aback.

Yu Sijia had already handed her phone to Meng Weiyuan with a beaming smile, looking like she wanted praise. "Look, didn't I take a handsome picture of you!"

Just as Meng Weiyuan slid down, You Sijia recorded a video of him.

The black figure in the video moved fluidly, like a dragon swimming on the empty high-rise road. The snowflakes that flew up seemed to glow in the sunlight.

You Sijia posted on her Xiaohongshu account, which she hadn't logged into for a long time. Ever since netizens exposed her identity, You Sijia hadn't used this account much.

Now that she's thinking about how it's been almost half a year since the fashion show, and with so many new things happening online every day, who would be watching her all the time? This is her private social media account, so of course she can post whatever she wants.

However, to You Sijia's surprise, the short video she posted received a lot of messages in the background shortly after it was released, whether it was because she included the popular tag "skiing" or because Meng Weiyuan's skills looked really good.

(End of this chapter)