Obsessive Young Master Wei: My Beloved Loses Control Every Night

The next day was Saturday, and she got up very early.

Her parents were still asleep. She quietly washed up, changed into a comfortable long dress, tied her hair in a ponytail without makeup, and went out.

Our first stop was the city library.

She needs some "theoretical guidance".

Although I've lived for almost thirty years, I have very little experience with serious romantic relationships.

My last relationship with Wei Zixian started hastily and abnormally, and there was no healthy dating process to speak of.

As for Chang Xiting... she always felt gratitude towards him as a friend, and never even felt her heart race.

Therefore, the topic of "how to give your boyfriend a romantic confession" is an academic-level problem for Bian Zhizhi.

She stood in front of the emotional life bookshelf for a full hour, flipping through all the books that seemed useful, only to find in despair that...

Most of the content teaches girls how to accept a boy's confession, or how to subtly hint at a boy's confession.

"A Guide to Women Taking the Initiative to Confess Their Feelings"? It doesn't exist.

Bian Zhizhi sighed and put the book back on the shelf.

She took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then opened her chat window with Su Wan.

Bian Zhizhi: "Wanwan, I have a question for you."

Su Wan replied instantly: "Speak."

Bian Zhizhi: "If you were to prepare a surprise confession for a man, what would you do?"

The message "The other party is typing..." appeared above the chat box for a full minute.

Then Su Wan called directly.

Bian Zhizhi rushed to the library corridor to answer the call, but before she could speak, she heard Su Wan say loudly.

"Bian Zhizhi! You're going to confess to that vixen Wei Zixian?!"

"Keep your voice down..." Bian Zhizhi shrank back. "I just... was asking."

"Ask? Don't I know what you're like? You won't even ask if you haven't made a decision!"

"So, what stage is the plan at? Do you need me to book a hotel for you or buy roses?"

Bian Zhizhi: "..."

Having a best friend who knows you too well isn't always a good thing.

"I'll book the hotel myself," she said softly. "I just... don't know how to set up the scene. Also, what clothes to wear, what to say... I have no experience with any of that."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Su Wan sighed.

"Alright then." Her tone softened; her own little cabbage had finally learned to "fight the pig" (a Chinese idiom for being easily manipulated).

She had noticed Wei Zixian's changes and felt it wouldn't hurt to lend a hand.

"Since you've made up your mind, I'll definitely help you, sister. But Zhizhi, have you thought this through? Are you really going to take the initiative? That Wei Zixian guy, if you take the initiative once, he'll be smug for the rest of his life."

Bian Zhizhi held her phone and looked out the window.

The early summer sun was lovely, streaming through the glass window and casting bright spots of light on the floor.

"I've made up my mind," she said softly. "He's done so much for me, waited for me for so long. This time, it's my turn to walk towards him."

Su Wan remained silent for a while.

"Okay," she finally said. "Come to my house this afternoon, and we'll talk in detail."

I know a friend who works in event planning; he can give you some professional advice.

Also, leave the clothes to me; I know which stores suit you.

"Wanwan..."

"Stop, stop being so mushy," Su Wan interrupted her. "This is your own choice. If that jerk bullies you again, I'll still beat him up. But today, I'm helping you."

After hanging up the phone, Bian Zhizhi leaned against the wall in the corridor, feeling incredibly warm inside.

How lucky she is to have a friend like Su Wan.

What Bian Zhizhi didn't know was that from the moment she stepped into the library, her every move was being monitored by someone.

No, it's under the guise of "concern".

The CEO's office at Miguang.

Wei Zixian sat behind his desk, an analysis report on the merger and acquisition case spread out in front of him, but his eyes were not on the paper at all.

His phone screen was lit up, displaying several photos that were being sent to him in real time.

First picture: Bian Zhizhi stands in front of the emotional life bookshelf in the library, her brows slightly furrowed, carefully flipping through a book.

The second picture shows her squatting in front of the bookshelf, her phone screen pointed at the pages, seemingly taking a picture of something.

The third photo shows her answering a phone call in the hallway, her profile turned towards the camera, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

Wei Zixian stared at the third photo for a long time, his fingertips gently tracing her smiling face on the screen.

Then he opened WeChat and sent a message to Lu Fangchi.

Wei Zixian: "She went to the library and was looking at books on dating strategies."

Lu Fangchi replied instantly: "??? How did you know? Did you send someone to follow her?!"

Wei Zixian: "It's protection."

Lu Fangchi: "...Fine, whatever makes you happy. So what? Why is she reading dating guides? Maybe she wants to learn how to get along with you?"

Wei Zixian: "She took a picture of one of the pages, which was about 'how to prepare a surprise confession for your loved one'."

This time, Lu Fangchi called directly.

Wei Zixian answered the call and heard an excited voice on the other end.

"Holy crap! Really?! Bian Zhizhi is going to confess to you?! Wei Zixian, you're amazing! You've waited three years for this to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel!"

Wei Zixian's lips curled up involuntarily, but he tried to keep his voice taut: "It's not certain yet. She might just be looking around casually."

"Come on!" Lu Fangchi scoffed. "You're secretly overjoyed, aren't you? Stop pretending. But I'm telling you, are you just going to sit here and wait? Not take the initiative?"

"I'll wait for her," Wei Zixian said, his gaze returning to the smiling face on his phone. "This time, I want her to come to me willingly."

"Tsk, how cunning," Lu Fangchi retorted. "So what are you planning to do now? Pretend you don't know?"

"Hmm." Wei Zixian paused for a moment, "However, it would be appropriate to give her some 'encouragement'."

"for example?"

Wei Zixian did not answer and hung up the phone.

He opened the chat window with Bian Zhizhi, hovered his fingertip over the screen for a few seconds, and then started typing.

Wei Zixian: "Zhizhi, are you busy? (˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ )"

Almost simultaneously, Bian Zhizhi replied with a message.

Bian Zhizhi: "I'm looking up information at the library. What about you?"

Wei Zixian's smile deepened as he looked at the words "check information".

Wei Zixian: "Thinking of you. (｡•́︿•̀｡)"

Bian Zhizhi: "...Work hard."

Wei Zixian: "Work is nothing compared to Zhizhi. What are your plans for today? Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

Bian Zhizhi: "I'm having dinner with Wanwan tonight. Maybe next time."

Wei Zixian stared at the words "having dinner with Wanwan" and raised an eyebrow.

Su Wan.

That best friend who always gave him the cold shoulder.

Bian Zhizhi went to see her, most likely because of her confession.

Wei Zixian took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anticipation and eagerness in his heart.

Wei Zixian: "Okay. Have fun, Zhizhi. Remember to think of me. (⋟﹏⋞)"

Bian Zhizhi: "Okay. You too, don't overwork yourself."

Wei Zixian put down his phone, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Library, dating guide, Su Wan.

All the clues connected pointed to a possibility that made his heart race.

His sister, Zhizhi, is really going to give him a formal confession.

This made Wei Zixian so happy that he felt like he was floating on clouds, light and unreal, yet incredibly sweet.