The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Congnan's face also darkened, and the atmosphere in the room became cold and eerie.

Once he calmed down and thought about it for a moment, he realized that something was amiss with what happened tonight. He had indeed drunk some alcohol at the dinner party, but not to the point of being so drunk that he would mistake someone for someone else. He quickly guessed that it was Wen Zhi who was behind it.

Wen Congnan glared at him, suppressing her anger: "Sheng Sheng is a good child, don't even think about ruining her."

"I won't let you take her out of the Wen family. Forget about it."

After all, they were father and son. Over the years, how could Wen Congnan not see the dark nature hidden beneath his seemingly gentle and harmless eldest son?

The key is that Wen Zhi resembles him, and really looks like him when he was young. In appearance and outward personality.

No, Wen Zhi's methods are far more wicked and vicious than his own; he's utterly evil and hypocritical to the point that even his father would have to admit defeat.

On the other hand, he is also very outstanding, with strong abilities in all aspects, making him the most suitable heir to the Wen family. Wen Congnan is satisfied and at ease handing over the family business to him.

But today he even dared to scheme against his own father! This is truly outrageous! And he hasn't even retired yet!

However, he returned the kick. Wen Congnan felt much better.

Wen Zhi scoffed, his voice icy: "I'm determined to take her with me."

"What exactly do you want to do!" Wen Congnan was furious.

Wen Zhi remained calm, his pursed lips exuding a sinister aura as he spoke each word clearly.

"I only want to hear the sound of the sheng."

"You...you bastard!" Wen Congnan looked at his own son with a chill down his spine. "Sheng Sheng is already pitiful enough, orphaned and alone. What else do you want to do to her?!"

"The suffering you endured as a child has nothing to do with Sheng Sheng. Besides, Si Nian and your mother are both gone. How long are you going to hold a grudge?"

"Would you only be happy if you inflicted all the pain you've suffered on Sheng Sheng? What do you gain from torturing a young girl?"

Wen Zhi listened quietly, expressionless, and tilted his head to look at him: "Hey, have you said enough?"

"Torture?" He laughed. "I'm too busy treasuring her to bother with her."

Wen Congnan choked: "What do you mean?"

"Literally, I like Wen Yisheng, and it has to be her. No one can stop me." Wen Zhi said in a light tone.

Wen Congnan suddenly felt overwhelmed.

He loved his superior, Si Nian, back then, and his own son was in love with Si Nian's daughter—what a tragedy! If he had known this would happen, he would never have brought Wen Yisheng to the Wen family.

Wen Zhi's true nature is known to his father, so being favored by him is definitely not a good thing.

Wen Congnan said sternly, "You're too young to understand what liking someone means. When you see a prettier girl you like in the future, you'll definitely..."

"Don't compare me to you, you old stallion."

Wen Zhi smiled and interrupted him calmly.

Wen Congnan nearly jumped up in anger. What kind of son calls his father a philanderer?! This bastard puts on such a polite and refined act in public!

He was so filial he died.

Wen Zhi's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was unhurried, yet it revealed a calm seriousness: "Back then, you were crazy about Si Nian, but in the end, you couldn't control your lower body and had children with other women. Haven't you kept enough mistresses?"

"What else could it be but a stallion?"

"What do you know!" Wen Congnan said, somewhat exasperated.

"Yes, I don't understand you, and I'm not the same as you."

Wen Zhi's lips were pale and thin, and when one side curled up, it revealed a mocking smile: "If I were you, I would kill Wen Yisheng and then commit suicide rather than give her the chance to marry another man and have a daughter."

"I want Wen Yisheng to remain loyal to me, and in return, I will remain absolutely loyal to her, both in body and soul. She will be my only one until I die."

Wen Congnan was taken aback by these remarks, but not surprised.

"Ah Zhi, you're going too far."

Wen Zhi chuckled softly, seemingly unconcerned, and turned to leave: "I'm taking the person with me."

"Have you ever thought about how Sheng Sheng will react if she discovers your true nature? Will she be able to accept you?" Wen Congnan's voice rang out from behind.

Wen Zhi paused for a moment.

He rolled his eyes, looked at a point in mid-air, and smiled dismissively, "Does it matter? I have a hundred ways to make her stay obediently by my side and not go anywhere."

After Wen Zhi finished speaking, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared, and his expression turned as cold as ice, as if he were squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.

"You have to put up with it whether you like it or not."

Wen Zhi opened the door and walked out. Wen Congnan had no choice but to look at the photo frame on the table. The woman in the photo frame had a gentle smile and was elegant and refined.

"Ah Zhi, one day you'll regret this."

"If the person you love really dies and disappears from this world forever, you will know that it doesn't matter if her smile and her gentleness bloom for another man."

The only response Wen Congnan received was the sound of Wen Zhi slamming the door shut, which sounded like a mocking and disdainful remark.

~

Midnight.

A black sedan slowly drove out of the Wen Family Manor.

The night was dark. Wen Yisheng leaned against the car window, her long, soft hair draped over her shoulders. Her face was pale, and her bright black and white eyes stared blankly out of the car, unfocused.

"Are you sleepy?" Wen Zhi asked her in a low voice.

Wen Yisheng shook her head and hugged her arms tightly.

Wen Zhi patted her hair and didn't ask any more questions until the car drove into the city, where the lights were dazzling and the city night scene was radiant.

The car drove directly into the underground parking garage. Wen Zhi got out and picked up his suitcase without asking the driver for help. He walked ahead and led Wen Yisheng into the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the 26th floor. Wen Zhi, carrying his suitcase, smiled at her and said, "Let's go."

"……Um."

Wen Yisheng stepped out of the elevator and looked at the bright and spacious corridor, which was decorated in a luxurious and high-end style. The entrance door was right outside the elevator. The door... shimmered under the chandelier... and seemed to be inlaid with rhinestones.

She was in the underground parking garage just now and saw that all the cars parked there were supercars and luxury cars.

Wen Yisheng tugged at Wen Zhi's sleeve and asked softly, "Is...this really the little house?"

Wen Zhi unlocked the fingerprint lock, and the front door opened automatically.

He smiled at her: "Go in and take a look. See if you like it. If there's anything you don't like, we can renovate it."

As soon as the door opens, you are greeted by a very large living room with a panoramic view of the city's nightscape through huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wen Zhi dragged her suitcase inside, his eyebrows and eyes curving slightly as he innocently called out to her, "Come in."

"Ah Sheng".

……

"Sweetie, this will be our home from now on... Do you like it?"

"like!"

Do you love me?

"Ah, what are you doing...?"

"I ordered the extra-large bed; it's very soft and comfortable. Shall we go try it on first?"

"No way, you pervert! My back is still aching, put me down!"

"I'll be gentle... just once, okay?"

"You said the same thing last time!!"

……

The sounds of a man and woman playfully cuddling rang in Wen Yisheng's ears, indistinct and unclear, but the tenderness and affection they conveyed were exceptionally moving.

"Ah Sheng..."

"Ah Sheng, what's wrong?" Wen Zhi's voice snapped her back to reality.