The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Zhi watched them quietly.

His eyes and brows were still gentle, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned. The dim light shone on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

Lu Zhizhou realized what was happening, and his expression could only be described as horrified.

He hurried over and stopped Wen Yisheng, smiling broadly, "No need to pass it around anymore. This counts as one round. Little Asheng, go back and sit down. Brother Zhou will cut you some cake right away."

The boy glanced at Wen Yisheng, muttering somewhat dejectedly, "But that's not how the game rules are..."

Lu Zhizhou thought to himself, "Does this guy even realize he's courting death?"

He punched the boy in the back with his fist and said in a low voice, "If you don't want your body dumped on the banks of the Yangtze River in Beijing tomorrow, shut your mouth."

The boy, puzzled but impressed, pursed his lips and sat back down.

Lu Zhizhou raised his hand to summon a waiter: "I'm done playing! I haven't even had my birthday cake yet! Bring the cake out!"

An enormous cake was brought out, and a piece was cut and distributed to a few girls.

Wen Yisheng sat quietly in the corner with her hands on her knees. The neon lights shone on her fair face, and her mind was blank.

Wen Zhi brought over the cake: "Want to try some?"

Wen Yisheng's eyelashes fluttered, and she shook her head. Her face was still burning.

"I'm going to the restroom." She got up, didn't even look at Wen Zhi, and hurriedly left the private room.

Wen Zhi let her go out and didn't chase after her.

Lu Zhizhou sat down next to him, his face smeared with cream, and hooked his arm around Wen Zhi's shoulder, saying, "Brother Zhi, are you crazy?!"

Wen Zhi glanced at him sideways.

Lu Zhizhou was quite anxious, gesturing with his chin towards the door of the private room: "Look how scared you've made little Asheng! I can tell with my own eyes that you must have been kissing the poor thing under your coat just now!"

Wen Zhi opened a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and didn't admit it.

But he didn't deny it either.

Lu Zhizhou was baffled: "I really don't understand. What exactly do you mean by this? Are you just going to lay it all out with Xiao Shengsheng like this? Aren't you afraid she'll avoid you?"

"Otherwise what?" Wen Zhi licked the water from the corner of his lips and chuckled lightly, "Would I really be her brother?"

Lu Zhizhou thought for a moment, "That's true. If Xiao Asheng continues to treat you like a brother, it will be hard for her to accept if the sibling relationship deepens later." He paused, "But this is so sudden! You really startled me!"

Wen Zhi leaned back.

Holding a glass of water, the gentleness between her brows faded, and she seemed a little annoyed: "I couldn't resist. I didn't have any candy in my pocket, so I just kissed her."

Lu Zhizhou laughed upon hearing this: "Brother Zhi finally has a moment when his patience fails, haha. Xie Yu said you were so patient, but you couldn't handle Xiao Asheng, could you?"

Wen Zhi splashed water at him: "Get lost. Be careful Xie Yu doesn't cheat on you."

Lu Zhizhou was taken aback. "Huh?"

Wen Zhi remained silent; his observation and perception were exceptionally sharp—to the point of being almost abnormal.

He can easily see through some things, but he just won't say anything; he's just watching the show.

Lu Zhizhou was annoyed by people who only spoke halfway through their sentences. He gave Wen Zhi a disdainful look and walked away, but was called back.

"Take it out."

"What?"

Wen Zhi glanced impatiently at his pocket: "A gift."

Lu Zhizhou understood; this guy wanted the birthday present Wen Yisheng was giving him.

Tsk, why does he feel that Brother Zhi is becoming more and more useless?

Is it really necessary? Xiao Shengsheng just gave him a gift, and this guy immediately tried to take it back!

Do you think that if the two of them really get together in the future, will Xiao Shengsheng still have any social space and personal freedom?

Lu Zhizhou patted his pocket and blinked: "Are you sure you want it??"

Wen Zhi looked at him coldly: "Take it out."

"Alright, alright, alright." Lu Zhizhou raised an eyebrow and chuckled to himself.

I took the keychain out of my pocket and tossed it to him.

Wen Zhi looked at the plastic keychain in his hand; the four large characters "May you live as long as the Southern Mountains" printed on it were quite...

Simple and unpretentious.

Seeing his expression, Lu Zhizhou couldn't help but laugh: "So, Brother Zhi, are you going to take this gift back?"

Wen Zhi's lips twitched slightly, but his expression remained unchanged as he put the keychain into his pocket.

Why not? Of course I want it. He's going to keep it as a keepsake, hmph.

Congratulations to the two gentlemen who each received a keychain from their sweethearts.

May your happiness be as vast as the Eastern Sea and your longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountain.