He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

Everyone in the department knows Wen Zhaoci. He comes from a top-tier family, has the best grades, and is aloof and cold. He usually keeps to himself and no girls ever get close to him. No one has ever heard of him having a girlfriend.

Shen Yi's enthusiasm vanished instantly, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand, saying, "So you're Young Master Wen's girlfriend. Sorry to bother you."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and left, not daring to say another word.

Sang Jiuning watched the person leave, and before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, a deep, warm, and somewhat lazy, magnetic male voice suddenly rang out beside her.

A figure landed opposite her. The man was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black casual sweatpants. He had a tall and superior figure, clean and handsome features, and a cool and noble temperament.

He carried an exquisite thermos and gently placed it on the table.

The man leaned down slightly, his gaze falling on her, a faint smile playing on his lips, his voice low and gentle: "Girlfriend, I'm your boyfriend, Wen Zhaoci."

boom--

Sang Jiuning's mind went completely blank on the spot.

My pupils dilated, and I froze in my seat.

What?!

Hearing Zhao resign?

The name struck her like a thunderbolt.

She snapped back to reality, and the plot of the first chapter of the original work instantly flashed through her mind.

This is not what you call a simp.

This is clearly the most insane and crazy male protagonist in the whole book!

Weng Zhicheng and Wen Zhaoci... the first letters of their names are both WZC!

She was blind and heartless, and she took the male lead, who was criticizing the original novel, as the female lead's simp, and flirted with him on WeChat for a month!

Luck?

This is absolutely terrible bad luck!

Sang Jiuning screamed inwardly, her inner monologue completely collapsing: It's all over, it's all over, it's all over!

She flirted with the wrong person! She flirted with the biggest boss in the whole book!

She clearly remembered the original character settings: Wen Zhaoci appeared cold and gentle, but was actually paranoid and mad inside, with an extremely perverse possessiveness. Later, his personality became sinister and ruthless. It was rumored that those who offended him met a tragic end, and some villains were even thrown into the deep mountains and forests to be fed to wild wolves.

Is it too late to run away now?

If I break up with him on the spot now, will I even survive today?

No, no, we absolutely cannot bring that up directly.

The male protagonist's madness is ingrained in his very being; rashly turning against him would only lead to a terrible end.

Sang Jiuning frantically tried to save herself in her mind: Don't panic, stay calm first.

Pretend everything is normal, spend a few days together, slowly find excuses, and later say that you are incompatible or have different values, subtly break up, quietly slip away, and run away without anyone knowing.

Forcibly suppressing the panic, fear, and embarrassment surging within her, she tried to steady her expression, forcing a perfectly sweet smile, three parts shy and three parts polite, and softly said, "Boyfriend... hello, I'm Sang Jiuning."

Wen Zhaoci's dark, deep eyes fell on her face.

He accurately captured the fleeting panic, astonishment, and helplessness in the girl's eyes.

He didn't point it out, assuming it was just the girl being shy and nervous about meeting in person for the first time.

Instead, his gaze was firmly drawn to the girl in front of him.

Wearing a white dress, with long hair flowing down her shoulders, she looked exceptionally beautiful with her bare face and light makeup. Her eyebrows and eyes were soft and clean. Sitting there quietly, she resembled a little flower untouched by the world. She was both the same and a stranger to the girl on WeChat who was always acting coquettish, cute, and charming, and who would say sweet nothings from time to time.

His deep, magnetic voice softened, his tone carrying a barely perceptible gentleness: "Ningning, are you hungry?"

She gently pushed the thermos on the table with her fingertips: "It contains lean meat porridge and shrimp and egg pancakes."

He specifically instructed the housekeeper to prepare it early last night and have the driver deliver it ahead of time.

The insulated containers were all ordered through a group-buying program and delivered to his home last night.

Sang Jiuning's gaze fell on the insulated container, then she looked up and met Wen Zhaoci's deep, probing gaze.

The man's gaze was calm, fixed on her intently, without blinking.

The girl's ears instantly turned bright red, spreading from the tips of her ears to her neck, and they felt extremely hot.

A wave of shame washed over me.

She recalled how unrestrained she had been on WeChat lately.

She's fearless even through the screen, calling everyone "boyfriend," acting cute and flirtatious, sending sweet nothings every day, and being bold and proactive.

Face-to-face, close contact, being stared at by the person in question, all the arrogance online instantly vanished.

At this moment, I wish I could dig out a three-bedroom apartment on the spot and hide in a crack in the ground.

She flirted boldly with men online, but was utterly humiliated when she met her lover in person.

It turns out that the person I've been flirting with day and night is actually the male protagonist who's constantly criticizing the entire book.

Sang Jiuning inwardly groaned, but on the surface she had to maintain a pure and sweet appearance. Her fingertips curled slightly as she whispered, "Thank... thank you, boyfriend."

Looking at the sweet-faced, flustered girl in front of him, Wen Zhaoci smiled gently, a deep, tender smile spreading across his eyes. His voice was magnetic and affectionate as he slowly said, "Don't call me boyfriend anymore, call me by my name, or... call me Aci."

Two simple words, intimate and tender, carrying the gentle affection unique to lovers.

Sang Jiuning's heart clenched suddenly, her heartbeat abruptly out of control, pounding wildly as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

Her lips parted slightly, her fingertips clenching nervously, and she softly called out, "Aci...have you eaten?"

"no."

Wen Zhaoci answered decisively, his gaze remaining fixed on her face, carrying a depth she couldn't decipher.

The girl grew increasingly embarrassed, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. She whispered, "Then... then let's eat together."

The two sat facing each other in seats by the window in the cafeteria and opened their thermos containers.

The delicate lean pork congee is smooth and creamy, and the shrimp and egg pancakes are fragrant and delicious – both are carefully prepared breakfast dishes.

Throughout the breakfast break, it was mostly Wen Zhaoci who took the initiative to ask questions, and Sang Jiuning answered them cautiously.

He didn't say much, but every word he spoke was gentle, and his gaze was always subtly fixed on her, observing her subtle expressions.

Sang Jiuning felt incredibly guilty the whole time, sipping her porridge in small bites while inwardly wailing.

The man in front of me is the original novel's crazy male protagonist, with an immense family background and an obsessive personality. I flirted with him recklessly back then, and now that we're in close proximity, every second feels like walking on thin ice. I just want to get away as soon as possible.

Having finally finished breakfast, Sang Jiuning couldn't wait to find an excuse to escape. She quickly stood up, her tone somewhat hurried:

"Aci, I'm about to take the CET-4 exam, so I need to go to the library to study. I'm going now."

She fully expected that the other party would give up and that she could finally escape for a moment.

To everyone's surprise, Wen Zhaoci calmly stood up and naturally followed her, his tone even and calm, yet leaving no room for refusal: "Perfect timing, I don't have anything to do today, I'll go to the library with you."

Sang Jiuning froze instantly.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, her mind racing to come up with all sorts of excuses, but a thousand thoughts were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't think of a single suitable pretext.

Looking up, she met Wen Zhaoci's deep, refined, and noble eyes, which were both cool and gentle, carrying an invisible sense of pressure.

The refusal that was on the tip of her tongue was abruptly changed, turning into a soft, sweet "Okay."