The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Why did Wen Zhi do that?

Could it be because of myself?

Yesterday morning, she was locked in the bathroom by Gu Xuan and doused with cold water, which made her sick. Then, Gu Xuan had an accident last night. Could it be that Wen Zhi was doing this to get revenge for her?!

If that's the case, wouldn't she be the culprit who got Gu Xuan into the ICU?

All of this was beyond Wen Yisheng's understanding and perception. She felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the coldness reached her heart and lungs.

The handwriting in the notebook was becoming increasingly eerie…

Wen Yisheng closed her notebook, having made her decision. No matter what Wen Zhi's feelings were for her, she would stay away from him!

...

Wen Congnan, who is busy with work and rarely at home, is also here tonight.

At the dinner table, Wen Congnan looked at the three younger members of his family with a comforting and gentle smile on his face.

"School starts in a few days. The courses at Nanchuan University are demanding, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Wen Zhi nodded; Wen Congnan need not worry about his grades.

Wen Yihan, however, was a good-for-nothing with terrible grades. If it weren't for his father donating a school building, he wouldn't have been able to get into Nanchuan at all.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm not under any pressure!" Wen Yihan said leisurely.

Snapped.

Father Wen abruptly flung his hand away, slamming his chopsticks on the table. "All you think about is eating, drinking, and having fun. Of course you have no pressure! You good-for-nothing wretch!"

Everyone at the dinner table was startled.

Wen Yisheng looked up and saw Wen Zhi calmly dining, his posture elegant and undisturbed by the outside world. The light fell on his fair and handsome face, making him seem to be coated with a beautiful soft light.

Knowing her son wasn't doing well in school, Jiang Ling quickly changed the subject, looking at Wen Yisheng: "I heard from the maid that Sheng Sheng is already previewing her major subjects. She's such a hardworking and good child."

Mr. Wen indeed calmed down, his expression softening: "Really? How was your preparation?"

Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then answered truthfully, "They are all quite difficult for me. I still need to learn from the teacher."

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask Ah Zhi to teach you. He's a pretty good student." Father Wen's face was filled with a faint pride, clearly extremely satisfied with his eldest son.

Wen Yisheng just smiled and didn't answer.

She was trying to avoid him, how could she possibly go to him for advice?

Wen's father turned to Jiang Ling and questioned, "School starts in a few days, hasn't Yun Qing come back yet? How long is she planning to go on her wild adventures abroad?"

Jiang Ling hurriedly replied, "Yun Qing has already booked a flight back to China the day after tomorrow."

...

After dinner, Wen Yisheng strolled around the Wen family manor to digest her food.

When he returned, he saw a familiar tall and slender figure standing in front of his door. He was leaning against the door, flipping through a book in his hand, his profile as exquisite as a painting.

Wen Yisheng was taken aback.

I've decided to go downstairs for a walk and then come back!

But just as she carefully turned around, without even raising his head, Wen Zhi suddenly spoke up: "Why did you run away as soon as you saw me, Sister Asheng?"

The boy closed the book, looked over, and said with a low chuckle in his voice, "Am I that scary?"

"……"You have.

Wen Yisheng felt a chill run down her spine whenever she saw Wen Zhi. He was too good at pretending. He looked so gentle and polite, but his heart was wicked and terrifying.

"Did you need something from me?" Wen Yisheng asked directly.

Wen Zhi seemed oblivious to the coldness in her tone, his eyes crinkling with a smile as he raised the book in his hand: "How's your homework preparation going? If there's anything you don't understand, Father asked me to come and tutor you."

Wen Yisheng couldn't figure out what his intentions were towards her.

"I don't need your help," she refused curtly.

Wen Zhi was taken aback by her words, her beautiful eyelashes trembling in a panic, wondering what she had done to upset her.

He tightened his grip on the book and said gently, "Alright, then I won't bother you any longer."

"Here, take this. It contains some key notes I took a while ago. It should be very helpful for you to preview your lessons," Wen Zhi said, handing the thick notebook to Wen Yisheng.

The moment he approached, Wen Yisheng instinctively stepped back.

She frowned and refused, "No, thank you. I don't need it."

Wen Zhi was persistent, smiling gently as he said, "You can open it and take a look at the contents first; you'll definitely need it."

"don't want."

"Take it."

"don't want!"

"Take it..."

The two pushed and shoved each other for a while, then he insisted on giving it to her. Wen Yisheng grew increasingly impatient and agitated: "Why is this person like this...?"

Finally, Wen Yisheng used all her strength.

She raised her voice and yelled at him, "I already said no!"

Snapped!

She flung the notebook away, sending it flying two meters before it pitifully landed on the ground.

The air suddenly froze.

Wen Yisheng looked at the notebook lying on the ground, bit her lip, feeling a mix of self-reproach and frustration: "I..."

She didn't know what to say.

Wen Zhi seemed stunned by her actions. It took him a long time to react.

"I'm sorry, I went too far in meddling and made you angry." Wen Zhi bent down to pick up the notebook on the ground, his face showing disappointment, which he quickly concealed.

He chuckled softly, almost self-deprecatingly, "I was so happy when you first came to the Wen family. I thought that as long as I took care of you and loved you like an older brother, I could also have a younger sister like Wen Yihan."

"So, I've always liked Ah Sheng."

"Because in this family, I finally have a sister-like relative."

Wen Zhi raised his hand and gently smoothed out the creases in the notebook, pursing his thin lips with an indifferent expression.

He gave Wen Yisheng a deep look, picked up his notebook, turned and left: "So, I was just delusional."

"..."?

Wen Yisheng blinked, staring at his disappearing, lonely, and desolate figure, standing there in a daze.

He... he'd always thought of her as a younger sister...

Yes, Wen Zhi lost his mother at the age of ten and grew up under the abuse of his stepmother. Uncle Wen was also busy with work and rarely came home.

He couldn't get any affection from the Wen family and was incredibly lonely, so after I came, he started to care for me so much.

Because he wanted to have a younger sister like Wen Yihan? Someone who could give him warmth?

She had just thrown away the notebook he had kindly brought her: "Was I... too much?" Wen Yisheng murmured softly, her long eyelashes drooping gently.

Wait! He can't hurt others, Gu Xuan almost lost her life!

Wen Yisheng's wavering resolve hardened once more.

Stay away from Wen Zhi! Yes! Her fair cheeks puffed out slightly as she made up her mind once again.

...

At the corner of the stairs.

Wen Zhiwei leaned back against the wall, glanced at Wen Yisheng from the angle, and suddenly grinned, his expression wicked and amused.

Fuck your sister.

He only wanted to carve the two words "Wen Zhi" on her body and possess her until death.