The innocent and sweet girl turned red at first glance, shattering her abstinent and domineering per

Caught off guard by the mention of his "dark history," Wen Song looked embarrassed and said, "Who ran away? I already told you, I just didn't want to scare the outsiders...scare your mom."

Lu Zhiheng snorted softly, "Anyway, you're not allowed to go to his appointment tonight."

Wen Song looked down and fiddled with the buttons on Lu Zhiheng's shirt. "What should we do? We have to make things clear, otherwise he'll keep coming home every day, and you'll be even more annoyed."

Lu Zhiheng frowned slightly. "We can talk about it over the phone. If he still insists on bothering me, I have a way to get rid of him."

After having lunch at Lu Zhiheng's place, Wen Song went downstairs and found a quiet place with few people to call Zhou Shijing back.

Zhou Shijing responded quickly, his first question being, "Where are you?"

Wen Song was taken aback by his question, paused for a second, and answered truthfully, "At the company."

"Get down, I'm in your company's underground parking lot."

Zhou Shijing's tone was completely different from his previous gentle tone, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger that was about to burst out.

In their company's underground parking lot?

Wen Song could almost imagine the scene of him rushing over at lightning speed after hearing the man's voice on the phone.

She took a soft breath. "Shi Jing, you can say whatever you want to say over the phone. There's no need..."

"Either you come down, or I'll go up."

Zhou Shijing gritted his teeth, "But I can't say for sure what kind of trouble I'll cause if I go up there."

Wen Song understood Zhou Shijing's personality fairly well. When he was in a good mood, he would say whatever he wanted, but once he lost his temper, he wouldn't care about anyone's feelings.

Just like before, when he caused a scene at Old Master Lu's birthday banquet in order to cancel his engagement with her.

Wen Song thought for only two seconds and nodded in agreement, "I'll come down right away."

When Wen Song went down to the underground parking lot, Zhou Shijing was sitting on the hood of his sports car, smoking.

He looked down at the ground, lost in thought, until he heard Wen Song's footsteps approaching, at which point he suddenly looked up.

The girl's face was as obedient as ever, but Zhou Shijing felt inexplicably unfamiliar with her at this moment.

In particular, that suppressed groan from the phone call earlier kept replaying in his mind like a demonic sound.

"Brother Shi Jing."

Just then, a spark burned his finger. He winced from the burn, casually tossed the cigarette butt aside, and immediately demanded, "Who was that man on the phone just now?"

Wen Song pursed her lips and remained silent.

Zhou Shijing's temper flared instantly. He straightened up, took a few steps to Wen Song, and gripped her shoulders tightly. "I'm asking you, who exactly is that man on the phone?"

Zhou Shijing's expression was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he would devour Wen Song alive if she said anything he couldn't accept.

However, Wen Song felt no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he appeared unusually calm.

"Who he is and what does it have to do with you?"

She spoke in the same gentle tone, and her words, though seemingly casual, made Zhou Shijing freeze in place.

"Furthermore, by what right are you questioning me?"

Wen Song raised his hand and gently removed the hands that were clasped on his shoulders. "If you are here as his elder brother, I can tell you who he is. But if it's someone else, I'm sorry, I have nothing to say."

Zhou Shijing stood frozen in place, his anger suddenly choking him, with nowhere to vent it.

He gazed at Wen Song's indifferent and aloof eyes, and for a moment, he was completely speechless.

He certainly didn't want to be her brother.

As for his other identities, what other identities could he have in front of her?

Ex-boyfriend? Ex-fiancé?

The flames burning in Zhou Shijing's eyes were extinguished as if by a bucket of ice-cold water.

He slumped his shoulders in dejection, his tone losing its previous arrogance. "Songsong, can you please stop talking to me like that? I really can't stand it."

A pang of sadness welled up inside Wen Song. "At least I'm still standing here talking to you. When you insisted on breaking up with me, you didn't even give me a chance to talk."

Zhou Shijing's eyes grew increasingly ashen. "So, you're taking revenge on me? Taking revenge for breaking off our engagement, taking revenge for my relationships with other women..."

Wen Song shook his head.

She had been unilaterally dumped by him and had witnessed him with other women time and time again. At that time, her heart ached so much that she could hardly bear it.

But now, when she thinks back on those days, it's as if there's a distant layer of time between them, and they can no longer stir up the slightest ripple in her heart.

"Why would I want revenge? You just don't like me, you haven't done anything heinous."

"Who said I don't like you?"

Zhou Shijing felt as if he had suddenly grasped a lifeline in a fog that could engulf him. "Songsong, how could I not like you?"

His tone was urgent, and his eyes were filled with an excited crimson, "If I didn't like you, would I have gotten engaged to you? If I didn't like you, would I have been with you for so many years? Others may not know, but you should know best in your heart: in all these years, have I ever had any other woman besides you?"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice unconsciously rising, "If it weren't for that car accident, we would be married now, we would be together!"

"Really? If it weren't for that car accident, we would have already gotten our marriage certificate?"

Compared to Zhou Shijing's near-out-of-control emotions, Wen Song's expression could only be described as calm and composed.

She hadn't originally intended to expose Zhou Shijing, but now he was actually trying to use this lame excuse to absolve himself of everything he had done to her.

To be honest, Wen Song was actually somewhat disappointed with Zhou Shijing.

"Brother Shi Jing."

Wen Song looked up at Zhou Shijing and said, "Do you remember when you were in your second year of high school? You were sick once, vomiting and having diarrhea, and you didn't even have the strength to walk. Aunt Yun and Uncle Zhou were terrified, afraid that you had contracted some kind of virus, and they rushed you to the hospital overnight."

Zhou Shijing certainly remembered that incident. His illness was a pretense; his real purpose was to use his discomfort to get Lu Yun to ask for leave from school on his behalf.

Around that time, the school was approaching its final exams, and his favorite race car driver was having a race in a neighboring city. In order to be able to go and watch him race, he came up with a plan on the spot...

Zhou Shijing's thoughts suddenly stopped here. He snapped back to reality and stared blankly at Wen Song.

"Songsong, what do you mean by suddenly bringing this up?"

He already had a terrible suspicion in his mind, but he still clung to a sliver of hope.

He stared intently at Wen Song, not missing a single micro-expression on her face. He saw her blink slightly, and her pink lips curved into a bitter smile.

"Brother Shijing, I came to the Zhou family when I was twelve years old and have been following you like a little tail for so many years. I can see better than anyone when you are genuinely happy and when you are just pretending to be happy."

"That day at the Lu family's old house, when Aunt Yun brought up the matter of us getting our marriage certificate, your expression revealed your reluctance to me."

"And sure enough, you didn't come on the day we got our marriage certificate."

"You said you had amnesia, and that you erased me from your memory, but you clearly know that the box of cookies Aunt Yun took to the hospital was made by me. Every time you get angry with me, you don't dare to look me in the eye..."

Wen Song took a deep breath and said, "At first, I was very anxious, confused, and scared. I had no idea why you didn't like me and didn't want to be with me anymore."

"Later, I realized that you didn't actually like me at all. Your kindness towards me was just because you wanted to repay the kindness my father showed you when he saved you."

When Zhou Shijing heard this, he was struck dumb, completely at a loss for words. He could only shake his head repeatedly, "No, Songsong, it's not like that..."