After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Although Xu Musen had decided to tell her about his relationship with Nuannuan,

He couldn't help but think of the words He Qiang had just said.

With Yao Mingyue's temperament, how would she react upon hearing the news?

If it were the last life, this sickly sweet person could indeed do anything.

Even though his choice wasn't wrong,

the affection between the two families was still a consideration, and Xu Musen certainly didn't want to see Yao Mingyue do something foolish because of his affairs.

He could only ponder if there was a gentler way to break it to her...

Xu Musen let out a small sigh, bid them farewell, and left.

After Xu Musen left,

"Alas, what a sin..."

He Qiang watched the figure of his troubled good brother leaving and sighed, shaking his head.

But the next moment, his ear was twisted again.

"Why are you twisting it again?"

"It's November, and you're still wearing just two outfits every day, let's go, you're buying two outfits today."

"I have clothes... Ow, ow, alright, I'll go, I'll go."

Before He Qiang could finish speaking, he was pulled up by Chu Wenhui.

Feeling helpless but also somewhat enjoying the situation.

...

Back at Hu Hai University,

Xu Musen took out his phone and stared at his chat with Yao Mingyue, realizing she had been almost absent lately.

Messages weren't really sent either.

Xu Musen paused slightly, and then sent her a message: "Aunt Liu invites us to go shopping for clothes together, do you want to come?"

It took a good while before the message got a response.

...Xu Musen suddenly felt a strangely familiar feeling.

This sense of waiting for a reply.

After a while, Yao Mingyue directly called him.

"Did you see the message?" Xu Musen asked.

"Yeah, I'm in the library, wait for me a bit."

The voice of Yao Mingyue was a bit dry, lacking her usual assertiveness.

It seemed to him that Yao Mingyue had changed quite a bit recently.

"No worries, take your time."

Xu Musen responded, and for some reason, perhaps knowing he was about to confess everything, felt an inexplicable... sense of guilt towards Yao Mingyue?

Though the debt from the last life was cleared in that final car accident,

could those happy memories from the first two years of marriage truly be easily forgotten?

Xu Musen thought for a while, glanced in the direction of the library, but turned around and headed back to the milk tea shop first.

Meanwhile,

Yao Mingyue sat in a corner of the library, in front of her lay a well-written proposal, a thick stack, and some contracts, all calculated by her.

With these contracts, Musen's milk tea shop and takeout cutlery costs could save at least thirty percent.

Now that he liked making money so much, he would surely be happy to see this.

At the very least, that way, he wouldn't be able to shake her off that easily...

Yao Mingyue coughed, her voice raspy, having practically stayed up until midnight these past days to complete these tasks.

She felt a bit overworked.

Glancing at the time, more than ten minutes had passed.

Looking at the materials in her hand, she was almost finished; she shook her sore wrist, picked up some dark chocolate that was next to her, and chewed on it.

It was bitter, but it was invigorating; this was a little trick she had figured out.

It would energize her to finish her work sooner so she could go see him for a longer time...

"How many times have I told you not to eat this stuff?"

A voice suddenly sounded in front of her.

She raised her head and met Xu Musen's gaze.

Xu Musen held a cup of milk tea and sat down across from her, instinctively taking the dark chocolate from in front of her, his expression complex.

He remembered from the last life how Yao Mingyue liked to eat this chocolate while working. Pure dark chocolate was bitter but could keep one alert, clearing the mind.

She would go without sleep or food, rushing to finish two days' worth of work in one.

Because by doing so, she could spare an extra day to cling to him.

This might be, what belonged to Yao Mingyue's, bitterness before sweetness…