After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

No sooner had Meng Yu finished speaking than a figure flashed past. While Gan Cai'er and Xiao Hong were still stunned, Xiao Hong was abducted.

In the blink of an eye, Gan Cai'er was all alone.

"What are you trying to do?!" Gan Cai'er was both shocked and angry.

"I'm not doing anything." Meng Yu raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled lazily. "I just want to have a good talk with you."

"Aren't you afraid I'll yell for someone to come and kick you out?" Gan Cai'er asked in a cold, hard voice.

Meng Yu stroked his chin, leaned over, and smiled at her with a teasing expression: "Want me to shout for you? My voice is louder than yours."

"Or perhaps I could accompany you inside now to pay my respects to Madam Yao?"

Gan Cai'er was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She forgot that this person had always been a shameless rogue, with a skin thicker than a city wall.

"what do you want to say?"

Seeing that Gan Cai'er had sheathed her sharp edges and was willing to talk to him, Meng Yu lowered his voice: "Why don't you want that house in Dongcheng?"

"What business is it of yours which house I buy?" Gan Cai'er said coldly, giving him a sidelong glance.

"You've always liked that place, haven't you? Fine, I'll sell it to you for a lower price."

"Why would I want to buy your house?" Gan Cai'er scoffed.

Meng Yu choked, remained silent for a long time, and then said quietly, "Fu'er likes to play shuttlecock in that little garden the most."

Gan Cai'er was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, she looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that Lan Tingzhou wouldn't let you see Fu'er?"

"Hmph, just because he won't let me see him doesn't mean I can't. Are the walls of the Lan residence so hard to climb over?" Meng Yu sneered.

Upon hearing this, Gan Cai'er glanced at him silently, speechless. A dignified first-rank Duke of the current dynasty, going around climbing over other people's walls for no reason... she really didn't know how to comment on this.

However, Gan Cai'er felt it was difficult to comment on the fact that Lan Tingzhou could force a duke to climb over the wall.

She had no idea how things had turned out this way after her death. In her memory, Lan Tingzhou had a very good temper and was a very reasonable person.

It was probably Meng Yu who angered him.

"You came here today just to tell me these things?" Gan Cai'er asked.

"Yes and no," Meng Yu replied.

By this time, the two had arrived at another courtyard, where the covered walkway wound its way around a large bamboo grove. Beside the bamboo grove stood several oddly shaped rocks and two or three artificial hills.

Not wanting anyone to discover the two of them, Gan Cai'er went straight behind the artificial hill to hide herself.

"I've come here today for two reasons: first, to see you, and second, to introduce Lan Tingzhou to Shen Jinlun," Meng Yu said casually, leaning against the artificial hill.

Gan Cai'er was slightly surprised.

She naturally knew Shen Jinlun. He was the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, Lan Tingzhou's later mentor, and also Shen Yunxi's father.

However, if she remembered correctly, Lan Tingzhou and Shen Jinlun did not meet in this life, but rather on the Lantern Festival next year.

“In my previous life, Lord Shen never attended the Fragrance-Seeking Banquet,” Gan Cai’er said.

“So, I’ve brought him here in this life.” Meng Yu smiled.

"Anyway, he likes Lan Tingzhou very much. Let the two meet as soon as possible, and let him take Lan Tingzhou as his disciple as soon as possible."

"Why did you do this?" Gan Cai'er asked, puzzled.

"Naturally, it's so that Lan Tingzhou and Shen Yunxi can get to know each other as soon as possible."

A surge of anger and bitterness washed over her. Although Gan Cai'er knew the two were destined to meet, hearing this still made her feel choked up. She pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and turned to leave.

She had just taken a step when Meng Yu grabbed her arm tightly, stopping her in her tracks.

She turned around impatiently to look at Meng Yu, and said irritably, "What else do you want to do?!"

"Are you reluctant to part with it?" Meng Yu chuckled softly, but his eyes were dark and unreadable, devoid of any smile.

"None of your business!" Gan Cai'er said bluntly, seemingly unable to contain her anger any longer.

A sudden pain shot through her arm, and Gan Cai'er almost cried out. Meng Yu's hand clenched tightly around her slender arm. Then, with a deft pull, he drew her into his arms.

Meng Yu lowered his head slightly, put his lips close to Gan Cai'er's ear, and whispered, "Nannan, do you still like him?"

Meng Yu's voice was soft, with his usual nonchalance. Gan Cai'er, however, couldn't help but shiver, feeling a chill run through her body.

"Let go!" Gan Cai'er said through gritted teeth.

"I won't..." Meng Yu said lazily, his tone ambiguous and flirtatious.

After saying that, he pulled Gan Cai'er even closer to him, bringing her even closer to him.

He leaned close to Gan Cai'er's ear and whispered, "My darling, if you still think about him so much, be careful I don't rip out your heart and then kill him."

Meng Yu's demeanor resembled that of a most intimate lover, but his words were full of coldness and cruelty.

Gan Cai'er turned her head sharply to look at Meng Yu, only to see a cold and stern look in his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent. She instantly understood that he was not threatening her, nor was he joking; he was stating a fact.

The man before them was not Meng Yu, the纨绔少年 (playboy) who rode his horse through the streets, but Meng Yu, the Duke of Wei who would later fight his way out of thousands of troops.

He truly dared to kill, and he was truly skilled at killing.

"Nannan, you'd better not test my limits."

Meng Yu gently licked Gan Cai'er's earlobe again and again, his voice tender and gentle.

Gan Cai'er's whole body was stiff, and she dared not move.