So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

Zhou You paced around his room a few times, but his unease did not subside; instead, it lingered in his mind and wouldn't go away.

He frowned, left his room, stood outside Chen Youzi's bedroom, and knocked on the door.

"Little heartthrob?" Chen Tangtang peeked out from behind the door. "Are you leaving yet? Wait for me a little longer. I'm still thinking about whether I should wear stockings tonight."

She left the bedroom door wide open, revealing stockings and a lot of women's clothes on the bed. "Why don't you help me choose? What style do you like? I'll wear it for you."

"Sister Bing," Zhou You himself didn't realize his voice had become unusually serious, "I want to ask you to help me find out where Sister Mo is right now?"

"Huh? Why don't you just call her and ask?"

"I just can't get through on the phone."

"Well……"

Chen Tangtang glanced at Zhou You, who had a serious expression, went back to the bedside, rummaged under her clothes to find her phone, and called Rose.

"Rose, tell me Ning Moxin's location within thirty minutes."

"Yes, Miss."

…………

Hangzhou is a metropolis, and even torrential rain cannot stop some young people who are addicted to nightlife from seeking pleasure at night.

Ah Huang, who had drunk a bit too much, came out of a bar and rubbed his temples, looking at the torrential rain with a headache.

With the rain so heavy, he probably won't be able to find any unconscious 'corpses' on the roadside today.

He opened his umbrella, his alcohol-numbed brain managing to muster a little energy, and took a few steps.

"Ok?"

Ah Huang squinted and looked into the distance. "Why do I see a woman wearing Hanfu?"

He approached with a bit of curiosity, and when he got closer, he realized that there really was a woman dressed in Hanfu lying on the ground.

"No way, Miss, it's one thing for you to come drinking in Hanfu, but instead of getting someone to take you home, you're just lying on the roadside getting soaked in the rain. Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Ah Huang was genuinely surprised, and even sobered up a bit.

The woman lying on the ground seemed to have heard the sound. She turned her head and glanced at the man holding the umbrella next to her, revealing half of her beautiful face, which was stained with dirty water but made her even more breathtakingly beautiful.

"Xiao You, is that you?"

"Xiao You?" Ah Huang squatted down. "Is he your boyfriend, Miss?"

As he got closer, he noticed just how beautiful the woman lying pitifully on the ground really was.

So beautiful it could topple kingdoms, so beautiful it would make you want to commit a crime.

"Xiao You, take me to a quiet place, I'm so tired," Ning Moxin murmured drowsily.

"..."

Ah Huang couldn't help but reach out his hand.

Then, he was grabbed from the side by another person.

148. Is this really okay?

"What do you want to do?" Zhou You grabbed the stranger's wrist tightly.

"Of course, I'll take her to a hotel." Ah Huang didn't seem embarrassed at all.

To expect a man who spends every night in bars to encounter a stunningly beautiful woman who is incoherent and makes all sorts of demands while he is drunk and out of his mind, and then, in a very gentlemanly manner, take her home.

Is it realistic? Of course not.

"Are you serious about what you're saying?" Zhou You silently clenched his fist.

“Of course.” Ah Huang glanced at Ning Moxin and couldn’t help but swallow. “Brother, first come, first served. I can’t let you have this woman.”

"At most, I'll have the first taste, and you can take the rest..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou You finally lost his temper.

Bang!

This was probably the first time Zhou You had hit someone since he helped Chen Youzi teach those school bullies a lesson in his second year of high school.

You can see the fist making intimate contact with Ah Huang's face, twisting and deforming it. He was thrown backward uncontrollably by the force and fell to the ground. Rainwater soaked his clothes in an instant, and two lines of blood from his nose meandered down to his upper lip.

He raised his hand and touched it lightly; the red bloodstains spread from his fingertips along with the rain.

"You!" Ah Huang's eyes widened, about to shout angrily.

Zhou You raised his leg and kicked.

"Ugh~~" Ah Huang clutched his lower abdomen, retching incessantly, no longer able to argue with Zhou You.

Zhou You ignored the man rolling around beside him, a man whose body had been ravaged by alcohol and women. Even in normal circumstances, let alone now that he had drunk a lot, he would not be a match for him.

He has always been disciplined in his exercise and aspires to be a modern-day male god.

“Sister Mo.” Zhou You knelt down, his eyes filled with heartache. He didn’t know why this principal, who had always taken good care of him, would suddenly become like this.

If he hadn't sensed something was wrong today...

"Xiao You." Ning Moxin barely opened her eyes. Seeing the familiar figure, she put on a faint smile. "Take me to a quiet place, please."

"it is good."

Zhou You solemnly agreed, decisively threw away the umbrella, letting the rain soak him, and wrapped his arms around Ning Moxin's knees, lifting her up tightly.

It was much heavier than expected, after all, Ning Moxin's Hanfu had absorbed a lot of water.

"Where to go?"

"My home is nearby."

Ning Moxin trembled as she pointed in a direction.

Zhou You moved Ning Moxin's head closer to his chest, bent down a little, and stopped the rain from getting on her face.

Then, I rushed into the rain.

…………

The torrential rain was stinging their faces and made it hard to open their eyes, but the boy's movements were steady as he held the woman tightly, shielding her face against his chest.

"Don't run so fast, be careful not to fall." Ning Moxin turned her head, still concerned about him even though she was in a miserable state.

Zhou You pressed her head forcefully against his chest, shook his head to wipe the water from her face, and he could already see a house in the distance.

"We'll be there soon."

Ning Moxin certainly doesn't live in a villa. It's not a matter of whether she has money or not, but rather that it would be bad for her reputation if people talked about it. She just lives in a government-allocated apartment building, and her neighbors are all professors from Z University.

Zhou You ran up to the sixth floor, panting, glanced at the room number 602, and asked the woman in his arms, "Sister Mo, where did you put the key?"

"It's inside the clothes."

Without thinking too much, he unceremoniously pulled open Ning Moxin's clothes. The white inner lining, soaked with water, clearly outlined the shape of her bodice, and her curvaceous figure unexpectedly came into his view.

Fortunately, Zhou You had the composure that Yun Mingyue and Chen Tangtang had honed, and he kept his gaze focused, preventing himself from wandering around uncontrollably.

Even though Ning Moxin looks so pitiful right now, she is indeed so beautiful that it makes one's heart flutter.

Click~~

He found the key in the lining of Ning Moxin's lower abdomen, opened the door, and went inside.

"Sister Mo, can you change your clothes by yourself?"

"I'm a little weak." Ning Moxin didn't dare to look at Zhou You.

"..."

rustling sounds~~

Zhou You carried two large clumps of soaking wet clothes into the bathroom. Ning Moxin, like a concubine about to be favored by the emperor in ancient times, rolled herself up in a wool blanket and lay quietly on the sofa. A faint blush floated on her pale face, giving her an indescribable feeling.

Zhou You took off his coat, wrung it out, and hung it in the bathroom to dry. He then returned with his phone and a dry towel, handing the towel to Ning Moxin. "Sister Moxin, dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

"Hmm." Ning Moxin took the towel and idly dried her long hair with it.

After a while, she looked at him and made a suggestion.

"I'm fine now. You can go home now. Thank you for your hard work, Xiao You."

"Sister Mo?" Zhou You frowned.

"You have two girlfriends, and it's not good for you to stay at my place..."

“But.” Zhou You revealed an expression that Ning Moxin had never seen before.

He stared intently at her pale, pretty face. "You've always smiled at me since I met you, Sister Mo, but now you're not smiling anymore."

"So, how could I possibly go back?!"

Zhou You took the dry towel from Ning Moxin's stunned hand and started drying her hair.

"I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'll just stay here and watch you."

"Xiao You, don't be willful. This isn't right for us."

"..."

Seeing that Zhou You remained silent, Ning Moxin felt a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She lowered her head, secretly curled the corner of her mouth with her finger, and then looked up at him with a 'smile'.

"Alright, stop being childish. Go back now. I'm really fine. Why would I need a little kid like you to worry about me?"

"..."

"Ning Moxin! Do you really think I'm a child?!"

Zhou You's voice was noticeably louder, but then he realized it wasn't appropriate and quickly lowered it, "If you think my staying at your house will cause you gossip, then I'll go back."

"..."

"Xiao You is so cunning." Ning Moxin's forced smile vanished. "If you say that, won't I have no choice but to let you stay?"

She shifted her body slightly to make it easier for Zhou You to move around. "I'm worried that those two might misunderstand you. It could cause a lot of trouble if they make a scene."

"As long as we explain things clearly, they won't misunderstand. We're not children."