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

"A-Cai, what's wrong?"

The anger and ruthlessness emanating from Gan Cai'er frightened Zhu Xiaoxiao.

"Hey, young lady, you're the one who stepped on me, I didn't touch you." Feng Zhao was also startled and quickly declared.

He had wanted to say a few more curses, but he didn't dare now.

Hearing Zhu Xiaoxiao's worried voice, Gan Cai'er gradually came back to her senses.

No, the timing is wrong.

It is now the fourth year of Jinghe, and she and Meng Yu have never met. They are complete strangers.

She was a simple country woman, while he was the high-ranking third young master of the Duke of Wei's mansion; they had no connection whatsoever. Even if he were here, she couldn't bring herself to confront him.

If a fight really breaks out, she will be the one who suffers, and she will also drag Lan Tingzhou down with her. In this life, she cannot let this bastard hurt Lan Tingzhou again.

Gan Cai'er clenched her hands, forcibly suppressing the surge of blood in her heart and calming herself down.

"Xiao Xiao, I think I twisted my ankle. Can you help me back to the carriage?"

She gripped Zhu Xiaoxiao's arm tightly, barely managing to steady herself, and strode toward the carriage.

Zhu Xiaoxiao's expression changed, and she quickly helped Gan Cai'er up. Before leaving, she glared fiercely at Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao looked bewildered, staring down at his dusty shoes, puzzled. He was the one who had been stepped on, so why did it seem like he was the one who had bullied someone?

It’s simply baffling!

Inside a private room at Tianxiang Restaurant, a man dressed in black was drinking on a daybed by the window. Hearing a commotion downstairs, he peeked out and suddenly pointed his fan out the window.

"Hey, isn't that your Feng Zhao?"

It seems like he got into an argument with someone.

The man drinking with him lifted his eyelids and glanced out the window, then saw the bewildered Feng Zhao and the departing figures of two women.

"Don't worry about him. When you're traveling, you're bound to run into trouble. He'll handle this little thing himself."

After saying that, he drank the cup in one gulp, and then lazily leaned back on the couch.

"Meng San, I'm telling you, you really didn't tell your family anything before leaving this time, you just ran off without a word?"

The two people in the private room were none other than Meng Yu, whom Gan Cai'er had just been looking for, and Chu Mingyuan, one of his cronies and the young master of the Si Nan Marquis's mansion.

"Hmph, if I told you, would I have gotten away?" Meng Yu raised his peach blossom eyes slightly and glanced at him sideways.

"Meng San, you're really my boss! If your brother finds out that I was the one who led you away, he'll beat me up!"

The thought of Meng Yan, the heir apparent of the Duke of Wei, sent a chill down Chu Mingyuan's spine. Meng Yan was a boy who could ride into battle and fight enemies at the age of eight.

"If he catches you, just tell the truth. Say that I followed you out by crawling under your carriage, and that you had no prior knowledge of the situation."

“My brother looks fierce, but he’s actually the most reasonable person. If he’s going to beat someone up, he’ll beat me up, not you.”

Meng Yu smiled nonchalantly, poured himself another glass of wine, and slowly sipped it, but his gaze fell on the window, looking in the direction where Gan Cai'er and Zhu Xiaoxiao had left.

He felt that the figure on the right looked very familiar, so familiar that he couldn't take his eyes off it, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"So what if your family arranged a marriage for you? Is that really worth running away from home?" Chu Mingyuan complained.

"The Mei family and your family are a good match. Miss Mei the Second is beautiful and talented, and you two know each other. What makes you so unwilling?"

"It's none of her business. I just don't want to get married too early. Having a woman in the house is a nuisance to me." Meng Yu said with a look of disgust.

"Hehe, I think you're not annoyed by the trouble, you're just worried that once you're married, you can't live like you used to, indulging in all sorts of pleasures. What will happen to all those women outside?"

"After all, you are going to marry Miss Mei, and Prime Minister Mei is known for his upright family traditions."

Chu Mingyuan laughed heartily, mercilessly exposing Meng Yu's true thoughts.

"That's why I feel annoyed." Meng Yu took a sip of his drink.

"If you really can't bear to part with them, why not just buy all the houses you like? It's not like your family can't afford to support them," Chu Mingyuan advised him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng Yu glanced at him sideways.

"Taking a concubine before the wife has even entered the family is a great disrespect to the wife. Are you trying to make me marry into a family or make an enemy? Forget about the Mei family, even my brother would beat me to death."

"Besides, the world is full of beautiful women, each with their own unique charm. Even if I were to take them all, how could I possibly take them all?"

Meng Yu's expression was nonchalant and casual, as if he didn't care about any of this.

"Sigh, I really feel sorry for all those beautiful women you have. You seem to enjoy attracting beautiful women but have no desire to take any responsibility."

Even Chu Mingyuan found Meng Yu's heartlessness and ingratitude unbearable.

"Don't worry, I always act according to propriety and keep my feelings within limits. I won't touch a woman I haven't married."

Everyone says Meng Yu is a romantic and passionate man, but his closest friends know that he is actually the most cold-blooded and ruthless.

Despite his seemingly charming and affectionate appearance, he is actually wicked, arrogant, and full of malicious intentions.

"Young master, the roasted chestnuts you requested have been brought back." Feng Zhao pushed open the door and entered.

He took a bag of hot, roasted chestnuts from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"I saw you arguing with someone downstairs just now, what happened?" Chu Mingyuan asked.

"A girl was walking carelessly and stepped on my foot. Not only did she not apologize, but she also glared at me fiercely. This girl is really unreasonable," Feng Zhao complained.

Meng Yu picked up a chestnut and slowly peeled it, his gaze involuntarily falling on the carriage outside the window.

"Feng Zhao, go and find out which family's daughter she is."

"Meng San, you can't be serious! You've already fallen for someone just from seeing their back?" Chu Mingyuan was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth.

"Aren't you being a little too indiscriminate?"

Meng Yu ignored him, but he naturally understood the implication behind Chu Mingyuan's words.

When women from aristocratic families went out, they would wear veils and be accompanied by a large group of servants. Generally, those who showed their faces in public were either maids from wealthy families or women from poor families.

For a son of a duke to be interested in such a woman is indeed a sign of being indiscriminate in his desires.

Meng Yu is far from that point.

However, he couldn't ignore the sudden jolt in his heart when he saw that figure, and the lingering gaze that he couldn't tear away, as if there was something there.

Back in the carriage, Gan Cai'er was also somewhat weak. After the intense anger, waves of emptiness and powerlessness washed over her.

“A-Cai…” Zhu Xiaoxiao looked at her with concern.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm fine. I just want to be alone. There are some things I'll tell you later." Gan Cai'er leaned against the carriage, her eyes closed.

The fact that Meng Yu was in Danzhou ignited a fire within Gan Cai'er, a fire that burned fiercely. While she wouldn't actually want to kill him, she certainly wanted to shove a sack over his head and beat him senseless.

Gan Cai'er truly loved Meng Yu. She picked up the pieces of her heart that had been shattered at Lan Tingzhou, carefully repaired them, and then presented them to him.

She thought she had finally found happiness and a home, until one day she discovered that he had been lying to her from beginning to end, and not a single word of truth had been told.

Gan Cai'er clutched her chest, seemingly still able to feel the raw pain she felt upon learning the truth.

"Miss, you don't look well. How about we wait another day before we leave?" Xiao Hong was startled when she saw Gan Cai'er's slumped posture as she returned to the carriage.

"No need, I was just upset and felt a little dizzy and my heart was pounding. I'll be fine after resting for a while." Gan Cai'er slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that Gan Cai'er's complexion was gradually improving, the group finally felt relieved. Mo Yan cracked his whip and drove the carriage out of the city.

Meanwhile, in a private room at Tianxiang Restaurant, Feng Zhao quickly learned of the situation and returned to report.

Feng Zhao was able to succeed so smoothly simply because Gan Cai'er's carriage was so eye-catching and memorable, and at the same time, she was a regular customer of Tianxiang Restaurant.

“Young master, the two young ladies are the owners of Jinxiufang in Xicheng. The restaurant manager said that they bought food today and are going out of the city to Zhushan County,” Feng Zhao replied.

"Zhushan County, why does that sound so familiar?" Meng Yu thought, resting his chin on his hand.

“My cousin Wu is going to Zhushan County today, and my mother wanted us to go with her. You refused.” Chu Mingyuan’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “So now, are you going or not?”

Meng Yu rose with pleasure, dusted off his robes, and smiled slightly.

"How could we, as the younger generation, refuse such a kind invitation from your aunt?"

"Meng San, you're shameless."