The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Zhi suddenly bent down and reached out to hug her waist tightly.

His whole face was buried in the crook of her neck.

"you!"

Wen Yisheng froze and trembled, forgetting to push him away.

After realizing what was happening, she was both shocked and angry, and pushed his shoulder hard: "What are you doing!" She was really frightened.

He held her very tightly, holding her firmly in his arms.

Wen Yisheng could feel his muscles pressed against her chest, and his body temperature was very high.

Hard. Hot. Vigorous and powerful.

Wen Yisheng couldn't push him away, and she was so anxious that sweat broke out on her back: "Wen Zhi! Let me go..."

Suddenly, a warm, wet sensation brushed against her neck.

Are they... tears?

Wen Zhi, did you cry?

Wen Yisheng was stunned again, her pushing motion abruptly stopped, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Why is he/she crying?

"Ah Sheng...you're so good. After my mother passed away, no one in this family will really care about me anymore." Wen Zhi hugged her, pressed his face against her soft neck, and his low, husky voice revealed his vulnerability.

"I can only study hard and strive to be better and more perfect than anyone else. I can't have a temper; that's immature and will disappoint people."

"Now I finally have family, little sister Asheng..."

As Wen Zhi spoke, his voice seemed to choke up.

He was as vulnerable as a child, holding Wen Yisheng as if he were afraid she would run away if he let go.

This is a stark contrast to his usual gentle and composed demeanor.

"Ah Sheng... thank you, Ah Sheng. I'm so touched that you're willing to call me brother. Please don't hate me getting close anymore... I want to take care of you and protect you, like a brother protects his sister."

Wen Yisheng's newly raised sense of vigilance instantly crumbled.

She sighed inwardly, thinking that Wen Zhi was too starved for love.

A dysfunctional family of origin can really be harmful!

It's heartbreaking to think about how she was abused by her stepmother when she was ten.

Wen Yisheng curled her fingers and slowly wrapped them around Wen Zhi's shoulders and back.

"Don't cry, don't cry... I promise you, I have no parents or relatives, but from now on we'll be family and take care of each other."

Wen Zhi's hair was still a little damp, cool and itchy, brushing against her soft skin.

He was pressed too close. His entire face was buried in the crook of her neck.

Like a ferocious beast that has sheathed its fangs, it nestled against her seeking comfort.

"You...promise?" Wen Zhi asked in a hoarse voice, "You won't lie to me?"

Wen Yisheng's heart softened, and she tilted her head back to hug him, gently stroking his shoulder and back: "Mmm! I'm not lying! Don't cry."

Feeling the person in his arms relax, Wen Zhi hugged even tighter, and the corners of his lips silently turned up.

His eyes, brimming with tears, were filled with a wicked smile.

Little Ah Sheng, you're easy to fool.

For Wen Zhi, tears were not an expression of emotion, but merely a means to coax her into lowering her guard. He performed this act with perfect control.

Women are born with maternal instincts and have no resistance to the weak.

Besides, she's such a kind-hearted girl, and she's very soft-hearted.

A calm and sensible boy suddenly reveals a vulnerable and humble side, and he happens to have an exceptionally handsome appearance. Who wouldn't be confused?

"Ah Sheng, I believe in you."

"You'll always be with me," Wen Zhi paused, "Hmm? Right?"

Wen Yisheng was taken aback, and pulled back from his embrace: "Forever?"

She wouldn't dare accept such a promise. How strange.

Wen Zhi's eyes turned dark and murky in an instant.

"My mother said she would never leave me, but she still left. So, I want to hear Ah Sheng say forever."

"Tell me, tell me you'll never leave, that you'll always be with me. Only those words will put my mind at ease. Please tell me, Ah Sheng..."

Tears streamed down his face, wetting her neck.

Wen Yisheng's heart melted instantly: "I will always be with you, don't worry. Even if we go our separate ways in the future because of our respective ideals and lives, our feelings for each other will never be separated!"

...Huh? What is she saying?

Wen Zhi smiled inwardly; Ah Sheng seemed not to quite understand what he meant.

He wanted her world to consist only of Wen Zhi, forever.

Ideals, life, going their separate ways?

If she abandons, betrays, or leaves him because of these things in the future, he will have no choice but to lock her up and discipline her properly.

"Yes, thank you, Ah Sheng." Wen Zhi suppressed his emotions, perfectly embodying the duality of his words and actions.

"Um," Wen Yisheng's neck was getting a little sore from craning her neck—he was so tall—"Wen Zhi, can you let go of me now?"

Wen Zhi was startled, and seemed to only then realize what was happening. He quickly let go of her.

"I'm sorry, Ah Sheng... Are you angry? I was too excited just now, so I couldn't control myself and hugged you."

"No, it's nothing." Wen Yisheng waved her hand, her ear tips slightly red. After all, she had never hugged a man like that before.

She added quietly, "Just don't do that again, it scared me."

Wen Zhi's eyebrows curved slightly: "I promise I won't scare you again." But I can't promise I won't hug you again.

Not only do they want to hug, but they also want to do something even more outrageous, like that.

"What's this about the fox mask you mentioned earlier? Did Yihan get into some trouble outside?" Wen Zhi asked.

Wen Yisheng paused, nodded, and recounted how Wen Yihan had taken revenge on Gu Xuan because of her.

After listening, Wen Zhi frowned, his handsome brows furrowing: "Yi Han has really been spoiled by Aunt Jiang. He does whatever he wants and is becoming more and more lawless."

"Ah Sheng, don't tell anyone else about this yet. I'll ask Aunt Jiang to handle it and go to the Gu family to ask for their forgiveness. Also, don't let Father know for now."

Wen Zhi said with a complicated expression, "This is a very serious matter. If Father finds out, he will definitely beat Yi Han to death. After all, he is my half-brother. I... I hope you can understand."

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Wen Zhi is such a wonderful and kind young man!

Wen Yisheng was amazed. Despite being abused by her stepmother since childhood, she was still taking such good care of Wen Yihan.

When Wen Yisheng looked up at him, it was as if a halo of saintly light was emanating from Wen Zhi's head!

Gentle, kind, saintly, and persistent.

Wen Yisheng: "Okay, I won't say anything. You can handle it."

"Hmm." Wen Zhi sneered inwardly.

Yi Han? A complete waste. His bitch mother spoiled him rotten.

That's right, Wen Zhi had anticipated all of this.

Gu Xuan dared to touch his Ah Sheng, so he had to teach her a lesson.

However, Gu Xuan is not worthy of his help.

With his youthful mentality, Wen Yihan was tricked into revealing some inside information to Wen Zhi, and he went to teach Gu Xuan a lesson like a mad dog.

This is hilarious! That idiot Wen Yihan actually went to Ah Sheng with the mask to curry favor?

Well, in the end, it won't do him any harm. It's a win-win situation: it teaches Gu Xuan a lesson and makes A Sheng hate Wen Yihan to the core.

He deliberately didn't explain, letting Ah Sheng wrongly accuse him.

When the truth finally came out, the result was perfect.

Wen Zhi thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of having everything under his control; it gave him a great sense of accomplishment, and he was very good at disguising himself, never failing.

Having lost her memories of her past life, Wen Yisheng, just like when they first met in her previous life, had no idea how wicked and twisted the soul was hidden beneath his hypocritical facade.

She said, "Then I'll go back to my room first. It's quite late, you should rest too."

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious.

Wen Zhi's expression softened: "Okay, by the way, how's your preparation going? Do you need my help?"

Before Wen Yisheng could answer, he continued, "This time, you're not allowed to make excuses to refuse."

"...I don't understand physics." Wen Yisheng was embarrassed and had no choice but to tell the truth.

Wen Zhi smiled and reached out to pat her head: "Okay, go back to sleep first. I'll study with you tomorrow."

"Good night."

He wasn't very strong, and his hair wasn't ruffled.

Wen Yisheng wasn't used to this kind of intimacy, but then she thought that it seemed normal for siblings to pat each other's heads.

She relaxed and said, "Goodnight."