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

The next day, as soon as Gan Cai'er arrived at Jinxiufang, she went to find Boss Zhang.

“Mr. Zhang, I went to the Wu residence yesterday, but the maid told me that there was no lady or young lady there. I couldn’t stay any longer, so I left early.”

"There are no women in the household, yet they're making women's clothing. Is this Young Master Wu just playing a trick on us?"

Boss Zhang glanced at Gan Cai'er and sighed heavily: "Young Master Wu has already paid a deposit of five hundred taels."

“But there are no measurements, so the clothes can’t be made,” Gan Cai’er politely declined.

Mr. Zhang has been in business for many years and has long been a shrewd businessman. If he still can't see through the true purpose of this important person, then he has lived in vain all these years.

The other person didn't care about the clothes at all; they cared about the person.

Alas, how can ordinary people like them possibly compete with high-ranking officials and nobles?

After pondering for a while, Mr. Zhang carefully chose his words and asked, "Madam Lan, if I may be so bold as to ask, is there any connection between you and Young Master Wu?"

Gan Cai'er was unable to answer for a moment.

She had been thinking about this problem all night. Logically speaking, she and Meng Yu were not acquainted at this time.

In her past life, before going to the capital, she and Lan Tingzhou had always lived in Qingshui Town and had never been to Danzhou Prefecture. Therefore, she didn't know whether Meng Yu's appearance in Danzhou Prefecture at this time was because he was there in her past life or because something had changed in this life.

Regardless, she and Meng Yu should have no connection whatsoever. Apart from the time she impersonated Zhu Youchen, the two of them had never even met once.

But why does Meng Yu appear around her so frequently? And why has he changed his name to Wu Ming instead of his real name?

She racked her brains but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

"A few days ago, I bumped into someone while walking and stepped on their foot. I only realized yesterday that the person was Young Master Wu's servant. If we're talking about a connection, would this count as one?"

Mr. Zhang sighed.

“Mrs. Lan, we’ve been working together for about half a year now. Since you came, the business at the shop has been booming. I’m very grateful.”

“I am much older than you, so today I will take the liberty of speaking frankly as your elder.”

Gan Cai'er looked at Boss Zhang. Boss Zhang's usually cheerful face was unusually serious.

"Not long after you left the Wu residence yesterday, Young Master Wu's servant came to the shop, saying that his young master was very angry."

"We business people here believe in making money through harmony, especially the principle of 'the common people don't fight with the officials.' If you can keep the high-ranking officials in check, they can give you immense wealth. But if you anger these gentlemen, losing your business is a small matter; you might even lose your family and your life."

"I think you've also sensed that the purpose of this order is probably not so simple."

"Either you do as the important person wishes and make the clothes properly; or you can avoid coming to the shop and tell others that an elder in your family is ill and you have gone home to take care of him."

Gan Cai'er remained silent. Boss Zhang's words further convinced her that Meng Yu's appearance in her life was no purely accidental.

"However, if he can find his way into the shop, he can probably find your home too," Mr. Zhang said meaningfully.

Thinking of Meng Yu's current residence, which was only a short walk from her home, Gan Cai'er clenched her fists. What on earth was this bastard up to?!

She wanted to see what Meng Yu was really up to!

"I left in a hurry yesterday, which was indeed impolite. Mr. Zhang, rest assured, this order will definitely be fulfilled."

Gan Cai'er took Xiao Hong to the Wu residence.

After being informed, the two, mistress and servant, were quickly welcomed into the mansion. Gan Cai'er followed a maid to the side hall, while Xiao Hong was taken to the side room.

In the side hall, Meng Yu sat at the head of the table, with Feng Zhao attending him.

"Lady Lan left without saying goodbye yesterday. Is there anything in your household that you have neglected to entertain her?" Meng Yu asked with a soft laugh.

"There was no inadequacy in our hospitality. I left because I learned that there were no women in your household and felt it was inconvenient to stay any longer."

"It is extremely impolite to leave without saying goodbye. I hope Mr. Wu will forgive me."

Gan Cai'er frowned and lowered her eyes, not even raising her eyebrows.

From the moment Gan Cai'er entered the room, Meng Yu's gaze was fixed on her, never looking away for a moment.

Although Gan Cai'er seemed aloof and unapproachable, Meng Yu felt inexplicably content whenever she was around.

Meng Yu's fixed gaze startled Gan Cai'er. Having known Meng Yu for many years, she was acutely aware of his flaws. He clearly seemed extremely interested.

What did I do to pique his interest?!

"Regarding the color and pattern of the clothes, I wonder what Mr. Wu's preferences are?" Gan Cai'er asked with a straight face.

"Then what colors does the young lady of the Lan family like?" Meng Yu raised his peach blossom eyes slightly, his words light and flirtatious.

Gan Cai'er's temper flared up. This person was still as unserious and shameless as ever!

"Since Young Master Wu has paid for these clothes, we should naturally choose colors that suit his preferences," Gan Cai'er said coldly.

"Usually, people are better at what they do. So, is there anything wrong with me asking Miss Lan what she likes?"

Meng Yu leaned back in his chair with a languid expression and smiled slightly. It was as if he wasn't the one who had just raised his eyebrows.

“Black. Black is stable and meticulous,” Gan Cai’er replied.

Meng Yu has always liked bright colors, especially red, purple, and white, and he hates black the most.

"Then black it is," Meng Yu decided.

Huh?! Gan Cai'er's eyes widened slightly.

He actually chose black?! You know, in his previous life, Meng Yu didn't own a single black garment.

"What kinds of flowers does the young lady of the Lan family like? Insects, birds, fish, beasts, or all kinds of flowers and plants?"

"I've come to your residence today to discuss Young Master Wu's preferences, not mine," Gan Cai'er said, her voice growing colder.

“But,” Meng Yu chuckled, drawing out the last part in a lazy tone, “the preferences of the Lan family’s young lady are my preferences too.”

"Young Master Wu, please have some self-respect!" Gan Cai'er could no longer suppress her anger.

She slammed her teacup down on the table and glared at Meng Yu.

"Oh, what if I don't want to respect myself?" Meng Yu raised an eyebrow, his peach blossom eyes slightly teasing and provocative.

"Then I don't mind teaching the young master what self-respect is!"

Enraged, Gan Cai'er smashed the teacup to the ground with a loud "smash." The blue-and-white porcelain teacup shattered into pieces, startling Feng Zhao, who was standing nearby.

Meng Yu, however, curled his lips slightly, revealing a smile.

Just now, he subconsciously felt that she was about to glare at him with wide eyes in anger.

As a result, her eyes widened in surprise.

Then he felt that if she got any angrier, she would smash the cup.

As a result, she actually smashed the cup the next moment.

This fall seemed to have precisely scratched the tip of Meng Yu's heart, relieving that slight itch and making him extremely comfortable. His eyebrows and eyes relaxed completely, and a smile appeared on his face.

A strange sense of familiarity rose in Meng Yu's heart.

He desperately wanted to rush forward, hug the woman, and then yank her hair back and forth. He imagined she would punch and kick him, glaring at him with bright, angry eyes.

Then, he would humbly coax her, soothing her. Until her anger subsided, and she looked at him with a gentle, reproachful expression, her eyes charming and playful, a hint of smugness in them...

If she asked for anything at that moment, he would give it to her, even if it were the stars in the sky, he would be willing to try.

Meng Yu stared at Gan Cai'er, his gaze deep, as various images suddenly flashed through his mind. He was lost in thought when suddenly, his body stiffened.

Meng Yu realized that he was tempted.

The woman was sitting there, and he was actually moved by just a few more glances at her!

Meng Yu's face flushed instantly, his ears turning bright red. He had never been so embarrassed or ashamed in his entire life.

He grabbed the teacup and gulped down several large mouthfuls, trying to calm his restless body.

Gan Cai'er has been with Meng Yu for many years and is very familiar with all his reactions.

She watched as the man went from being nonchalant and flippant at the beginning to becoming extremely uncomfortable, his face flushed... Her gaze also changed from angry stare to disbelief!

In broad daylight, in the main hall, the two were worlds apart, barely exchanging a few words, and she was still furious. How could that possibly give him the wrong idea?!

Is this person a beast?!

After drinking several large cups of tea, Meng Yu realized that as long as Gan Cai'er was sitting there, he couldn't calm down.

If he sits down any longer, he'll really lose face.

"Please wait a moment, Miss Lan, I'll be right back." Meng Yu practically fled.

Sit down my ass!

Gan Cai'er was so angry she was practically fuming.

In his past life, Meng Yu was merely a playboy, lustful but not excessive. Unexpectedly, in this life, he's become a complete scoundrel!

She gritted her teeth and rushed out of the Wu residence.

This time, however, she was smarter and left a few words for her maid to pass on to Meng Yu before she left.

"As a woman, it is inconvenient for me to see men outside the home often. In the future, Master Zhang will come to your residence."

"I have asked all the questions I wanted to ask today, so I will take my leave now. Jinxiufang will surely be able to make clothes that will satisfy you, young master."

After returning home, Gan Cai'er recalled several of Meng Yu's clothes and copied them, asking Master Zhang to make one first, and then went to show it to Meng Yu.

Upon seeing the clothes, Meng Yu's expression turned unusually solemn as he stared at the robe for a long time.

I can't say whether I like it or not, I just feel like this outfit should belong to him, it's a strange feeling.