The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

That person was like a mad dog that had gone out of control today.

Wen Yisheng curled up in his arms, but her back was turned, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Silent resistance.

The man froze, then suddenly laughed, a cold laugh: "Why are you crying? You can't stand me after going out with some random guy, can you?"

"You've gotten really bold, daring to team up with Zhong Xu to play me for a fool. You almost ran off with him, treating me like an idiot?"

Wen Yisheng trembled in pain, having long since given up on explaining: "Wen Zhi, it's over between us. How long are you going to keep me locked up...?"

Wen Zhi wiped away her tears with his fingers.

His hand tightened suddenly, grabbing her hair, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Why do you make me sound like a pervert? Wasn't it you, Ah Sheng, who smiled at me first and seduced me?"

"The end?" Wen Zhi sneered, his voice gentle yet extremely oppressive.

"As long as I don't say it's over, your life, death, honor, and favor are all up to me. What you have to do is be humble and obedient, always smiling, and do whatever I say to please me. You can only act coquettishly and gently towards me, and you can't resist me in the slightest..."

Wen Yisheng thought to himself with self-deprecation, "He means he wants me to be his dog."

She's still a dog who's lost all freedom, enduring daily control and possessiveness from men!

Believe it or not, I truly loved you.

But now she truly regrets provoking him.

In her next life and the life after that, she never wants to get close to such a pervert who wears a gentle exterior but is actually ruthless, extreme, jealous, possessive, cold, and selfish!

"Let Zhong Xu go. He and I are innocent."

After Wen Yisheng finished speaking these words with difficulty, all her strength was gradually drained away, and her body and consciousness slowly plummeted downwards.

Is it death?

Then, it seems she... is about to be free.

"Ah Sheng..."

"Wen Yisheng!!" The man froze, his hoarse voice filled with anxiety and rage, "If you dare to die, I will definitely not let Zhong Xu off the hook, and I will make sure his entire Zhong family is wiped out, you believe me?"

The woman in his arms grew cold. She was as broken and lifeless as a toy doll ruined by a naughty child.

The man's face no longer held its usual gentle pretense, only a lifeless, despairing aura. His voice was hoarse and strained, "Don't leave me, Ah Sheng..."

*

The black car slowly drove into the Wen Family Manor.

On the bus, the girl in the back seat had fallen asleep at some point. When she woke up again, her eyes were no longer as blank and childlike as before, but were covered with a layer of water, and her eyes were red and brimming with tears.

Looking out the car window at the endless private estate, Wen Yisheng couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

Suddenly, she burst into laughter through her tears.

Perhaps it was a blessing from heaven.

Unable to bear seeing her die at the tender age of twenty-five, humiliated and tortured by Wen Zhi, she gave herself a chance to escape Wen Zhi.

Now, she has been reborn seven years ago, back to the time when she first came to the Wen family manor.

That year, she was nineteen years old and had just entered university.

She hadn't yet developed any fondness for Wen Zhi's hypocritical facade, despite the initial amazement at their first meeting.

She wasn't even with him yet.

She was not attracted by his feigned gentleness, which led to his strict control and management of her studies, her dream of dancing, all social activities, friendships, and even her clothing!

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the girl in the back seat laughing and crying. He asked suspiciously, "Ms. Wen, are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Yisheng wiped away her tears and smiled, "It was just a nightmare."

The girl's delicate eyebrows curved into a sweet arc, and her fair face instantly became lively.

The young driver blushed and looked away, saying, "Nightmares are always the opposite. Miss Wen's life in the Wen family will definitely be wonderful and smooth."

Wen Yisheng raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Thank you for your kind words."

Having lived through a lifetime, Wen Yisheng knew better than anyone that the Wen family was a den of wolves that devoured people without spitting out the bones.

There are lecherous scoundrels here who covet Wen Yisheng's body and attempt to violate her.

There was a haughty young lady who used various means to frame and insult her.

And then there's the refined yet perverted Wen Zhi, whom she hates most and wants to avoid at all costs!

Perfect and fulfilling? How could that be...

"Uh..." Just as Wen Yisheng was thinking about how to get away from the Wen family and start a new life in this life, her consciousness suddenly went blank for a moment.

What's going on? This isn't right!

It's like there's an eraser, slowly erasing and washing away the memories in her mind.

Could it be that after being reborn, the memories of my previous life cannot coexist with this body?!

Wen Yisheng panicked; her memory was becoming increasingly hazy!

No, she finally managed to get rid of Wen Zhi…

Don't provoke him again!

Wen Yisheng's hands trembled as she rummaged through her schoolbag, as she had a habit of carrying paper and pen with her when she went out.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that blurred her vision and gripped the pen with difficulty.

Write down a sentence stroke by stroke in a small notebook, as if carving it.

Large tears fell, soaking the pages.

Before she finished writing, Wen Yisheng leaned against the car window, exhausted, and closed her eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the girl looked bewildered and touched her tear-streaked face blankly.

Why did I cry?

Wen Yisheng felt that she had forgotten something, a painful memory.

But... I just can't remember.

She lowered her eyes and opened the notebook that she had taken out at some point.

One page in the notebook was wet.

The paper was written in handwriting that made her tremble deep within her bones:

Wen Yisheng, stay away from Wen Zhi! Don't be fooled by his appearance! He's a madman, a psychopath! You will…

The car stopped, and a butler opened the car door for Wen Yisheng.

"Miss Wen, please get out of the car."

"Okay, thank you."

Wen Yisheng snapped out of her daze, put away her notebook, temporarily suppressed her unease, and got out of the car.

What comes into view is an extremely luxurious and magnificent French-style villa.

Uncle Wen's family is so rich...

The butler said gently, "Master and Madam are not in the capital and will not be back until tonight. A room has been arranged for Miss Wen. Please follow me."

Wen Yisheng nodded her thanks and followed the butler to the third floor.

"Stop." A soft, gentle voice sounded from behind.

The boy strode over, his burning gaze fixed on the girl's back, his tone teasing and playful: "Where did this little sister come from? You're not my dad's illegitimate daughter, are you?"

"Little sister, turn your face so I can see your face."

Wen Yisheng's heart tightened, and she inexplicably recalled the sentence she had seen in her notebook before getting off the bus...

Wen, Zhi?

Could he be...?