The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

With each additional word he uttered, the hurricane in Wen Yu's eyes grew more violent.

It was no longer a simple warning or annoyance, but a destructive urge that had been touched upon in the deepest taboos and was on the verge of exploding, as if it would tear everything around it apart in the next second.

Su Qingyao was also taken aback by the sudden question, a blank look of confusion flashing across her face.

She tried to search the corners of her memory, blinked hesitantly, and asked softly.

"Didn't you say... you have a girl you like and want to confess to, but you feel your writing isn't good enough, so you asked me to help you polish your writing?"

She frowned again, lost in deeper memories, her tone becoming increasingly uncertain.

"You were worried about not performing well on the spot, so you dragged me to rehearse the confession scene with you... I saw that you were so nervous that you were moving your hands and feet in the same way the whole time, and you were so stiff that I took the love letter and read it to you to help you get a feel for it."

She looked up at Zhou Yibei, her eyes clear, filled with a confused look seeking confirmation, "I remember... that's how it is."

After he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence.

Zhou Yibei's smug expression froze on his face.

His pupils dilated slightly; he could hardly believe his ears.

Back then, he had a crush on Su Qingyao, but he never dared to confess his feelings. His brothers couldn't bear to see him like this, so they came up with a roundabout way to achieve their goal.

He was instructed to lie and say he had a girl he liked, asking Su Qingyao to write a love letter for him, hoping to use the opportunity of "practicing his confession" to confess to her at the last moment.

But at the last moment, looking into Su Qingyao's clear and completely trusting eyes, Zhou Yibei couldn't bring himself to say it.

That long-planned surprise confession turned into a humiliating defeat known only to him.

Feeling too embarrassed and ashamed, he made a pinky promise with Su Qingyao when the party ended, his ears turning red, asking her to promise never to tell anyone about it.

Su Qingyao agreed.

But now she! She just said it so sweetly and innocently??

I said it!!!

Su Qingyao remembered that promise.

At the time, I just thought Zhou Yibei was shy and understanding, so I nodded and agreed to keep it a secret.

But agreements are rigid, while people are flexible.

Especially when this agreement was used to hurt Wen Yu, causing him panic and pain, she no longer wanted to abide by it.

Although she didn't know why Zhou Yibei was hostile towards Wen Yu, her boyfriend was definitely more important than her old classmate.

Looking at Zhou Yibei's ashen and stiff face, she still felt a pang of guilt, after all, she was the one who had broken the contract first.

She pursed her lips and spoke softly, "I'm sorry, Zhou, I promised you I'd keep it a secret, but I don't want my boyfriend to misunderstand."

She thought about it and felt that a verbal apology wasn't sincere enough, so she added it earnestly.

"How about this, add me on WeChat. To express my apology, I'll treat you to a meal as an apology. I can treat you to several meals if I want."

She spoke with utmost sincerity, earnestly considering how to make up for breaking her promise.

Completely unaware that her few casual words had rendered all of Zhou Yibei's provocations frozen in place.

And yet, it cast a calming and brilliant light into the destructive storm that was about to engulf everything in Wen Yu's heart.

The terrifying aura emanating from Wen Yu receded like a receding tide.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort swept over his entire body, causing him to chuckle softly.

So, it turns out, the baby doesn't have anyone he likes.

It turns out the baby has never confessed his feelings to anyone.

It turns out that those love letters that kept him up at night, fueled his jealousy, and nearly drove him to the brink of collapse were just a misunderstanding.

It turns out that from beginning to end, the baby only had him.

This realization washed over him, filling him with such joy that he almost trembled.

My heart was pounding and pounding, as if it would explode with this immense joy at any moment.

The suppressed laughter could no longer be contained and turned into unrestrained laughter.

He raised his hand, his long, slender fingers covering the corners of his upturned lips, but the laughter still escaped from his eyes and brows, and his shoulders trembled incessantly.

Zhou Yibei, sitting opposite him, completely deflated, his expression a mixture of embarrassment, frustration, and a hint of bewilderment as if he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Looking at Wen Yu's smiling face, which seemed so worthless, a surge of anger rose within him.

Does Zhou Yibei lack those few meals?

What he lacks is the opportunity to take revenge and wipe away his shame!

Wen Yu tried to calm the surging joy in his chest, and when he looked at Zhou Yibei again, his eyes were much kinder.

Although that fool's clumsy tricks back then made him misunderstand that the baby had someone else in her heart, he missed a year of time with her earlier.

But... he also gave him a good beating and then sent him to the Cloud Peak to join the army.

By any measure, they've already collected enough interest to cover their costs.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Yu felt a little better.

He politely pushed the menu towards him, speaking in a very friendly tone.

"Young Master Zhou, look, what else would you like to eat? This meal is on me and my baby's behalf today."

Zhou Yibei was so angry at Wen Yu's condescending attitude that he gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely.

"Don't give me that crap! Don't think you can settle things with just one meal. Let me tell you, Wen Yu, this isn't over!"

After saying that, he snatched the menu with a force that seemed to be venting his anger, and ordered a long list of dishes, including the ridiculously expensive signature dishes and the waiter's recommendations, determined to rip off Wen Yu.

Wen Yu watched with a leisurely air, a lingering smile on his lips, seemingly unconcerned.

What's a little money?

At that moment, he was so happy that he wanted to buy the entire restaurant to celebrate.

Song Yunyan took everything in.

It turns out that this rumored cold and unruly heir of the Wen family is not without flaws.

His weakness was so clear, and yet so... easily satisfied.

A girl's unreserved trust and clarification were enough to transform him from an enraged lion into a large, satisfied dog with a dazzling smile.

interesting.

That's really interesting.

Song Yunyan's gaze slowly swept over the three people in front of him.

With just a gentle tug, Su Qingyao controlled the emotional fluctuations of Wen Zhou and the others.

Her value in his heart silently rose, increasing even further.

Su Qingyao watched as Zhou Yibei silently ordered a bunch of dishes and then angrily buried his head in his food.

Before leaving, she was still a little worried and whispered her assurances to him.

"Zhou, I promise I will never reveal this secret again, you can believe me."

In response, she was met with Zhou Yibei's even more hurt gaze and Wen Yu's increasingly hearty laughter from the side.

Su Qingyao sat in the car, unable to understand it at all, and couldn't help but turn to look at Wen Yu.

"Do you have a grudge against Zhou Yibei? Why is he targeting you?"

Wen Yu did not answer, but held her hand even tighter.

His eyes shone with a burning light, almost overflowing, as he gazed intently at Su Qingyao.

He leaned closer, his hot breath brushing against her ear, his voice low and husky, tinged with a hint of grievance.

"Baby, you've never written me a love letter."