The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Looking at the neat rows of question marks on the screen, Chen Zhi felt a chill run down his spine.

Did Pei Ningxue take the wrong medicine so early in the morning?

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, tapped his finger on the screen, and sent back a simple symbol.

Chen Zhi: ?

Less than a second after the message was sent, the other party's chat box displayed "The other party is typing...".

Immediately afterwards, a message popped up.

[Bad woman: Did you use protection last night?]

"puff--!"

Chen Zhi nearly choked on his own saliva and coughed violently.

What kind of lewd nonsense is going on in this woman's head?!

What do you mean by "did you take precautions last night?"

Before Chen Zhi could figure out how to refute this outrageous statement, Pei Ningxue sent him another picture.

It's a screenshot from WeChat Moments.

Chen Zhi opened the large image and froze on the bed instantly.

In the photo, under the dim, ambiguous bedside lamp, he is fast asleep, with a bright red hickey on his neck that is very conspicuous, while a small, fair hand is making a peace sign on his shoulder.

Let's look at the copy again:

I've finally waited for you, and I'm so glad I didn't give up. Goodnight, my silly boy.

Chen Zhi was a smart man, and he quickly realized what was going on after a little thought.

Lin Wanwan, that girl, not only took photos of him while he was asleep last night, but she also posted them on WeChat Moments with the "visible only to certain people" setting?

This is a show of force to a love rival, a declaration of sovereignty!

No wonder Pei Ningxue was so angry this morning.

Anyone would break down if they were attacked in the middle of the night by their love rival.

Chen Zhi was both amused and exasperated.

My phone vibrated again.

[Bad woman: Are you mute? Or are you feeling guilty?]

[Bad Woman: Chen Zhi, you're something else. You're already this impatient after just finishing the college entrance exam?]

Chen Zhi took a deep breath, feeling that he had to defend his innocence.

[Chen Zhi: Pei Ningxue, please watch your words.]

[Chen Zhi: Am I that kind of person? Before marriage, I would never lay a finger on the girl I love. This is a matter of principle.]

After typing this out, Chen Zhi felt as if he were radiating a holy light, like a modern-day Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his virtuous conduct).

However, Pei Ningxue only replied with one word.

[Bad woman: Ha.]

The word "heh" is extremely sarcastic.

Chen Zhi was a little unhappy.

[Chen Zhi: What do you mean? Who are you looking down on? I've always been a man of integrity and upright character.]

[Bad woman: righteous indignation?]

[Bad woman: Who was it that grabbed my foot on the bus and wouldn't let go? Who was it that was playing around under the desk like that?]

Chen Zhi blushed, and his fingers trembled slightly as he typed.

[Chen Zhi: That was an accident! That was beyond our control! Besides, I was single back then. Can something a single young man does be called being a hooligan?]

[Bad woman: And now?]

[Chen Zhi: I have a family now. Lin Wanwan is my girlfriend, and I have to take responsibility for her. All the joking around with you before is in the past. Now, please call me Niu Hulu, the God of Pure Love.]

Chen Zhi spoke with such righteous indignation, as if the word "pure love" was engraved on his forehead.

The other side remained silent for about half a minute.

Just as Chen Zhi thought Pei Ningxue was intimidated by his righteous spirit and was reflecting on her own filthy thoughts, a picture suddenly popped up.

Chen Zhi clicked on it subconsciously.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The background of the photo appears to be Pei Ningxue's bedroom, which is brightly lit.

A pair of long, straight, beautiful legs dominate the main subject of the picture.

But this time it's different.

Instead of wearing her usual black stockings, she put on a pair of thick-knit black over-the-knee socks.

The sock cuffs were tightly pressed against the soft flesh of her thighs, leaving a slight indentation.

That patch of snow-white skin, set against the black cotton stockings, was dazzlingly white and incredibly tender.

This thick texture, compared to sheer stockings, has an indescribable, innocent allure, like a campus goddess straight out of a comic book, exuding a restrained sexiness.

Chen Zhi felt his throat go dry and subconsciously swallowed.

[Chen Zhi: What are you doing?]

[Chen Zhi: I'm warning you, don't do these things. I have a girlfriend, it wouldn't look good if she saw this.]

Despite saying no, Chen Zhi's fingers honestly didn't swipe away; instead, they zoomed in on the image to examine it closely.

Yes, those legs are absolutely gorgeous.

The material of these socks looks so nice to the touch... no, it looks so warm.

[Bad woman: Is it pretty?]

Chen Zhi: It's so-so. This kind of thing has no effect on a gentleman like me.

[Bad woman: Is that so?]

Along with this message came a barrage of images.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The WeChat notification sound kept ringing.

Chen Zhi stared in disbelief at the constantly refreshing images on the screen.

It's all legs.

Various angles, various poses.

Some sat on the edge of the bed with their legs crossed and toes pointed, outlining a perfect arch.

Some were lying on the bed with their calves raised, their ankles wrapped in over-the-knee socks, exuding a lazy air.

There's also a close-up shot where a finger is gently hooking the edge of a sock, as if the restraint is about to be torn off at any moment.

Each and every one of them perfectly captured Chen Zhi's aesthetic sensibilities.

This woman... she knows how to manipulate men.

Chen Zhi felt that his Dao heart was undergoing an unprecedented test.

On one side is her childhood sweetheart, with whom she has just established a relationship. She is innocent, cute, and her heart and eyes are only for him.

On one side is a cunning and ruthless woman who is adept at manipulating human nature and uses this simple and brutal method to unleash her fury.

[Bad woman: This time I won't back down.]

[Bad woman: You don't need to save it. You're a gentleman anyway, you definitely wouldn't bother looking at these things.]

She's provoking me!

Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and his fingers flew across the screen.

Chen Zhi: Pei Ningxue, you underestimate me.

[Chen Zhi: Do you think I'm that kind of person? This kind of low-brow stuff just makes me think you're childish.]

Sending complete.

Then, with lightning speed, Chen Zhi pressed and held the image.

Save.

Next, save.

Next image, save.

joke!

Is there a conflict between being a virtuous person and appreciating art?

There is absolutely no conflict!

He did this to critically examine the sugar-coated bullets of capitalism, in order to know himself and his enemy and never be defeated!

In just over ten seconds, more than a dozen high-definition photos had been safely and securely placed into Chen Zhi's encrypted photo album.

After doing all this, Chen Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that he had once again overcome his inner demons.

He reopened the chat window and replied with one last message.

[Chen Zhi: Boring. I'm getting up for breakfast. You can play by yourself.]

After sending the message, he didn't hesitate at all and clicked the three dots in the upper right corner.

Clear chat history.

Confirm deletion.

With a flash of the screen, all the conversations and all the images vanished instantly, as if they had never existed.

Chen Zhi looked at the empty chat box and nodded in satisfaction.

He tossed his phone onto the bedside table, hummed a little tune, jumped out of bed, and prepared to wash up.

Just as he reached the bedroom door, before he could even open it, Chen Zhi suddenly stopped and subconsciously touched his neck.

broken.

The chat history has been completely deleted, but what about the "medal" around my neck?

Chen Zhi quickly rushed to the mirror and looked at himself.

The red spot stood out starkly against the fair skin, a deep, almost purplish-red, a dark, almost blackish-purple color. It was clear that Lin Wanwan had used a deadly method.

"This girl must be a dog..."

Chen Zhi muttered a helpless complaint and tried to pull up the collar of his pajamas.

But in the middle of summer, the pajamas already have a wide neckline, so they don't cover anything at all.

Just as he was pondering whether to find a band-aid to put on and make up a lame excuse of "being bitten by a poisonous mosquito," the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Son, why aren't you up yet? The sun's already high in the sky!"

My mother, Zhang Guifang, came in briskly, holding a spatula in her hand.

Chen Zhi was startled and almost reflexively raised his hand to cover his neck, his body jerking back as his back slammed against the wardrobe with a thud.

"Mom! Why didn't you knock before coming in?"

Zhang Guifang was startled by his overreaction and looked him over suspiciously: "What's all the fuss about, kid? Why are you knocking on the door in your own home? What, are you hiding someone?"

As she spoke, Zhang Guifang's eyes began to scan the room, and she even bent down to look under the bed.

"No...no one was hiding." Chen Zhigan chuckled twice, his hand covering his neck remaining still. "I just woke up and wasn't dressed properly, I'm shy."

"Shy?" Zhang Guifang said as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You still have photos of yourself running around naked in the streets saved in your album. What are you pretending to be, some innocent young man?"

She straightened up, her gaze returning to Chen Zhi, lingering for two seconds on the hand he was using to cover his neck.

A wise child is better than his mother.

Zhang Guifang narrowed her eyes, shoved the spatula into her waistband, and said in a meaningful tone, "Take your hand away."

"Mom, I have a stiff neck, it hurts..."

"Stop talking nonsense and move aside!" Zhang Guifang stepped forward, exuding an aura of dominance.

Chen Zhi knew there was no way to avoid it.

Rather than trying to hide it and being seen as having done something shameful, it's better to face it honestly.

Anyway, the college entrance exam is over, so it's time to put some things on the table.

He sighed and slowly moved his hand away.

The air suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

Zhang Guifang stared at the mark for a long time, her expression changing from surprise to doubt, then to sudden realization, and finally to relief.

She put away the spatula, clicked her tongue twice, and shook her head.

"Well done, Chen Zhi, you've made something of yourself."

Zhang Guifang looked at her son with a half-smile, "Looks like the thief who broke into the balcony last night didn't come for nothing."

Chen Zhi: "..."

So Mom heard all the noise Lin Wanwan made climbing over the balcony last night?

The sound insulation of this floor is terrible!

"Mom, let me explain, actually this is..."

"Explain what?" Zhang Guifang rolled her eyes at him, turned and walked out. "Hurry up and wash your face, brush your teeth and come out to eat. Oh, and go next door and call Wanwan over later, I have something to ask her."

As she reached the door, Zhang Guifang stopped and turned back to add, "Also, be mindful of your behavior next time. Even though the college entrance exam is over, don't let yourself get too carried away. Young people need to know how to exercise restraint."

After saying that, she hummed a song and left in a good mood.

Chen Zhi was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

control?

What should we restrain?

He didn't do anything last night, he just slept!

Now look what's happened; there's no way to clear my name now, even if I jumped into the Yellow River.