After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

KFC.

Orange juice spilled onto the ground, splashing over Yao Mingyue's feet, which were adorned with sandals.

It was as if a layer of golden-yellow cheese had been sprinkled over white jade, the plump orange pulp playfully bouncing around her crystal-clear fingertips.

"Musen..."

Yao Mingyue called out softly, as she was someone who had a penchant for cleanliness.

Yet, there wasn't too much urgency in her eyes, but rather she lifted her gaze to look at Xu Musen.

She had felt it during their last foot bath together.

This guy seemed to have some... special little quirks.

In the KFC across from one another, the space was tight, making it somewhat inconvenient to bend down.

With just a slight lift of her foot, it reached right under Xu Musen's table, a distance where a reach of his hand could easily touch it.

"..."

But Xu Musen always felt that he had seen this scene before, right here in this KFC, at this very spot.

An Nuannuan had spilled a cup of coconut milk.

Then, he had wiped it off for her himself.

At this moment, he looked down at Yao Mingyue's petite feet.

He raised an eyebrow.

Had she deliberately changed her clothes and worn these sandals just for this trick?

He pushed the napkins on the table towards her.

"Wipe it yourself."

Yao Mingyue, however, slightly tilted her head, showing an expression of slight grievance.

"Didn't a certain someone claim they would treat everyone equally? If you could help her, why can't you help me?"

Yao Mingyue's gaze was intense.

"Are you the same as her? She's physically challenged."

"I'm physically challenged too, the doctor said I'm a bit weak, what if I get dizzy from insufficient blood supply to my brain when I bend down?"

Yao Mingyue seemed to be competing in terms of physical frailty.

Xu Musen knew about her health; indeed, since the accident, Yao Mingyue had been traumatized, and since she had been caught in the rain late at night, there had always been lingering illness.

But the idea that it was to the point where touching her would make her fall over was out of the question.

Xu Musen picked up a wet wipe from the table and gently wiped her foot, feeling the soft touch of the girl's tender feet through the wipe.

It was somewhat different from An Nuannuan's little feet.

An Nuannuan's, because they had hardly walked, were very soft, like marshmallow, with bones that felt somewhat brittle.

Whereas Yao Mingyue's were soft but with a bit of resilience, allowing one to feel the delicate and smooth curves of her bones.

Although in his previous life, he had come into contact with many.

But the eighteen-year-old Yao Mingyue felt even fresher.

Damn this orange juice!

Xu Musen only wiped a couple of times before he stood up.

"There's a bit more under your foot."

"Wipe it yourself later."

Yao Mingyue pursed her lips, looking at Xu Musen; this guy didn't know how to seize the opportunity given to him.

She pointed to her foot playfully and said, "It feels a bit sticky after you wiped it."

"..."

Xu Musen was speechless and tossed the wet wipe to her: "Then wipe it again yourself."

"But the orange juice is sugary, it'll still feel sticky after wiping."

"Then wait till you get home and wash it with soap."

"Actually, I have a method."

Yao Mingyue narrowed her eyes, her phoenix eyes that moment looked a bit sly, like a cunning little fox.

"What is it?" Xu Musen drank his cola, watching her warily.

"Human saliva contains enzymes that can break down sugars, even more effective than soap—and it's natural and pollution-free~"

She said this while thoughtfully glancing at Xu Musen's lips.

Her little foot wiggled as if inviting a taste.

"..."

Xu Musen looked at her; Yao Mingyue was never particularly reserved, a fact he came to understand abundantly after they got married.

In front of others, she was a cold-hearted goddess, a domineering businesswoman.

But once she returned home, she transformed into a pure desire enchantress, a high-powered juicer...

Sometimes, the thought of having this contrast just for himself was quite appealing.

Nevertheless, why did Xu Musen always feel like they were pushing him down the path of being a foot fetishist?

Xu Musen certainly was not one!

"I don't have saliva, but how about an old phlegm?"

Xu Musen glanced at her irritably: "Hurry up and eat, then let's get going."

Yao Mingyue also stopped teasing him, but she felt quite pleased with herself watching his reaction.

She wished that days like this could go on forever.

...

Meanwhile.

In Hu Hai.

An Nuannuan was slowly standing up from her wheelchair, her legs continuously trembling.

Xiang Ayi was ready at her side to support her at any moment.

An Nuannuan held onto the handles of the wheelchair, gradually standing up, a few beads of sweat forming on her pale forehead.

Using the wheelchair as a walker, she took a few unsteady steps; it was difficult, but finally, she was able to move forward bit by bit.

In October's weather, she was so exhausted that perspiration covered her.

"Nuannuan, you've already gone several rounds, take a rest." Xiang Ayi watched with sympathy.

After this period of treatment, Nuannuan could finally slowly try to walk.

It wouldn't be long before the wheelchair could be completely abandoned, she believed.

The doctors had advised that it was enough to walk around the room two or three times a day as part of her exercise regimen.

But An Nuannuan insisted on walking eight or nine rounds every day, almost collapsing from exhaustion before she would stop.

"It's okay, Xiang Ayi, I'll go around one more time."

An Nuannuan continued, struggling to take the next step.

"Nuannuan, the doctor said that it's sufficient to persist with the prescribed exercise every day, there's no need to push yourself so hard."

An Nuannuan paused for a moment, her fair face glistening with a bit of sweat making it look especially tender.

Her peach-blossom eyes sparkled as she spoke softly: "But, I don't want to wait that long."