The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Yisheng ran down the stairs without regard for anything else; her heart and breathing were pounding rapidly at an abnormal frequency.

She had only one thought in her mind: she absolutely could not be captured and taken back by Wen Zhi!

These past few days, aside from keeping a close eye on her, Wen Zhi hasn't actually done anything to force her.

But if they get caught and taken back this time... then things might change.

She had witnessed how quickly he could change his attitude; one moment he could be terrifyingly cold-blooded, and the next he could be tenderly affectionate.

Therefore, Wen Yisheng felt unprecedented fear and tension at this moment.

Her legs were trembling uncontrollably. As she turned the corner of the stairs, all her attention was focused on whether anyone was chasing her, and she didn't notice the person standing in front of her at all.

Wen Yisheng crashed straight into the man's arms, like a small herbivore with nowhere to escape jumping into the mouth of a wolf.

"Ah..." Wen Yisheng froze, a chill ran through her body, and she felt tense and terrified as if she had encountered a ghost.

The boy who was upstairs just moments ago was blocking her way.

Wen Zhi grabbed her hand, a smirk playing on his lips, as if he were playing hide-and-seek with her. "You lost, I caught you."

His eyebrows and eyes curved into a smile, which was clean and gentle.

Wen Yisheng's face turned deathly pale.

Wen Zhi bent down, looking directly into her eyes, his tone tender and worried: "Why are you running away? Do you think you can escape?"

"Do you know how worried I am? There are so many stairs, what if I accidentally fall and break my leg?"

Wen Yisheng's lips were trembling, and her seemingly gentle and affectionate eyes carried a chilling pressure.

"I'd rather break my leg than spend time with a lunatic like you..."

Wen Yisheng took a deep breath, trembling, to calm herself down, and said to him, "Wen Zhi, I really don't like you. What's the point of forcing me to talk to you like this?"

"If you just want to be with me... then I'll willingly do it with you once, and then you, you let me go."

"Don't bother me after you're done," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. She gripped Wen Zhi's clothes tightly, her reddened eyes pleadingly fixed on him, "Please..."

The gentleness that had been floating on the surface in Wen Zhi's eyes had disappeared.

His lips gradually tightened, and when he wasn't smiling, his eyes were as calm as a lifeless, still lake.

He blinked, looked up for 1.3 seconds, then looked down at her with a forced smile, "You now..."

Wen Zhi tilted his head, paused for a moment, and then laughed: "Are you now actively begging me to sleep with you in order to distance yourself from me?"

He said it in such a blunt and vulgar way that Wen Yisheng felt so embarrassed and ashamed that she wanted to die. She closed her eyes and nodded.

Wen Zhi's expression could now be described as terrifying.

How could she think like that?

If he was only after sex with her, would she still be standing here unharmed?

He'd been dragged somewhere long ago and had his way with her without any restraint.

In fact, what angered Wen Zhi even more was that the usually quiet and pure girl would come up with such a despicable method to leave him.

She said she didn't like him, which shows just how much Wen Yisheng hated him!

"Once?" He pinched her chin, laughing wildly. "Once isn't enough."

Wen Yisheng thought he had really accepted her proposal. Amidst her extreme panic, hope rose within her. Her throat trembled as she asked, "Then, how many times do you want to think about it?"

Wen Zhi gently pinched her cheek and held up a finger in front of her face.

"What do you mean?" Wen Yisheng swallowed hard.

Wen Zhi's face suddenly darkened, his voice as cold as ice: "Keep doing it."

"..." Wen Yisheng froze for two seconds, then forcefully broke free from him and ran away.

The next second, Wen Zhi, with a cold face, grabbed her by the waist with one hand and dragged her into the elevator.

"Let me go, you pervert, you madman! I don't want to go back!" Wen Yisheng clung tightly to a wall outside the elevator, struggling violently.

But with her thin arms and legs, she couldn't withstand Wen Zhi's strength and was easily dragged into the elevator.