The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Lu Jiefei had never had the concept of love in his twenty-four years of life. His life remained unchanged until Yu Lian came: eating, sleeping, attending classes, and doing experiments.

Even during the most turbulent and repressive period of adolescence, many people secretly held hands and kissed at school. Roommates started masturbating to the same adult video, and the most common topic of conversation was which girl in school had the hottest body and the prettiest face. He never participated in any of this, wearing headphones to block out those jokes about so-called frigidity or erectile dysfunction, and his formulas flowed smoothly from his pen.

He never felt that being in love was a necessity of life. There were many other things in the world worth doing and trying, and if he needed companionship, love, or family.

I don't understand why Yu Lian had to have a puppy love.

Yu Lian is too young. Her baby fat hasn't disappeared yet, and even her eyes are still the dark color of a toddler's, showing no signs of fading.

The brain hasn't developed either.

She's so stupid as to secretly go to a hotel with a man.

His dear sister.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Lu Jiefei said, "Come in." Yu Lian peeked out from behind the door, only half of her face showing. She blinked and looked somewhat obedient and ingratiating.

"elder brother…"

Lu Jiefei stared into her eyes, the naiveté overflowing within them almost hateful. He gripped the mouse tightly and then released it, casually opening an academic paper.

"Yes, come in. Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Yu Lian pursed her lips and slowly closed the door. Perhaps she realized she couldn't let him interrogate her by the nose.

She immediately softened her voice and complained, "Why did you leave me sleeping in the car without waking me up? You made me come up alone. The garage is scary so late, you know. And you didn't even leave the air conditioning on for me. What am I going to do if I'm dying of heat?"

It's always like this.

She always turns the tables and blames others first. She's always the one in the wrong, never the other way around.

Lu Jiefei couldn't concentrate on reading a single word of the document in front of her. Finally, she gave up, turned around, and cast a cold, indifferent gaze upon her.

She stood not too far from him, her hair wet and then dry, a few frizzy strands sticking up, making her face look even smaller. She was still clutching his windbreaker in her arms, looking disheveled, but very well-behaved.

  

Not well-behaved at all.

Realizing he had almost been fooled by her face again, Lu Jiefei lowered his head and rubbed his temples.

"You might not die from the heat, but you could die from stupidity. Sleeping in a car with the air conditioning on can easily cause suffocation. You don't even have this basic survival knowledge, how dare you..."

He lowered his hand, looked at Yu Lian, and suddenly a faint, enigmatic twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth. It wasn't a smile; his gaze was icy, and the latter part of his sentence hinted at a disapproval of her lack of ambition.

"...Going to a hotel with a man."

Hatred.

After finally changing the subject, Yu Lian lowered her head, barely daring to breathe, like a wilted little plant.

"Don't tell my mom... We weren't doing anything, we just... stayed out too late and couldn't get back to school because of curfew..."

She weakly defended herself, but what she said was even less credible than when he caught her drinking cola during her period and she claimed that she had heated it before drinking it.

Lu Jiefei was speechless for a moment, staring at her. Even now, what she cared about wasn't right or wrong, but rather not letting her elders know, habitually avoiding blame. She even went so far as to use such a meek and submissive demeanor to ask him to protect her and that man.

What exactly is she...?

"Oh? Not doing anything, is that what he said? He won't do anything for you." Lu Jiefei sneered, his tone cold. "If his prefrontal cortex were fully developed, he would know how lowly it is to try to deceive a single-celled organism that can't discern right from wrong with such a low-level lie."

What…

Yu Lian looked at him in disbelief.

In fact, Yu Lian had always known that Lu Jiefei was cunning, treacherous, eccentric, and vicious, but this was the first time she had heard him speak in such a long and complicated sentence.

The voice was so cold, the face was so cold, the expression was so cold.

Yu Lian felt like she was about to be frozen by his cold as she stood next to him.

"I was deceived by him..." The girl lowered her head, not knowing where she was looking. Lu Jiefei's hand, which was hanging on his knees, suddenly slipped into something soft, smooth, and warm. Her hand slowly opened in his palm, and her hand seemed to be only half the size of his.

He didn't move, his eyes lowered, letting her tentatively intertwine her fingers with his like a little animal.

"Don't tell Mom, brother."

The girl's soft hand nestled against his palm like glue, their lines touching, her body heat intimately transferring. The tendons on the back of Lu Jiefei's hand twitched almost nervously.