The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The Wen family is indeed very safe in a certain sense.

The fact that Uncle Wen was able to bring people to rescue her from Wen Zhi shows that Wen Zhi is not yet capable of fighting against Wen Congnan.

But what about later?

Wen Zhi is already this terrifying at only twenty years old. In a year or two, when he is mature enough and has fully grown his power, will the Wen family still be safe?

Putting aside such a long-term perspective, Wen Zhi is Wen Congnan's biological son, and they share a blood relationship, while Wen Yisheng is ultimately just an outsider.

Her trip to the Wen family seemed to offer temporary safety, but it was actually like entering a wolf's den again, effectively binding her to Wen Zhi in a different location.

Wen Yisheng didn't want this at all. What's the point of a short escape?!

She wanted to leave completely, to go to a place... where Wen Zhi was not, a place where Wen Zhi would never find her.

But this meant she had to neglect her studies and dancing.

Therefore, Wen Yisheng made her decision after much pain and inner turmoil: "Uncle Wen, I want to leave Beijing, but..."

"I need you to keep this from Wen Zhi. He... always knows everything, he'll definitely find out. Please help me."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of difficulty flashed in Wen Congnan's eyes.

The little girl's big, red eyes were trembling as she held back tears. Her eyes were filled with pleading as she looked at him. Her frail appearance, filled with despair and hope, would break anyone's heart.

How could he possibly have the heart to refuse?

"Sheng Sheng, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to help, but you're a girl all alone..." Wen Congnan sighed softly, his expression complicated. "You're all alone, and there's so much darkness in this world that you haven't seen. I can't rest easy knowing where you go."

Wen Yihan, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around anxiously: "Dad, why don't you arrange for Sheng Sheng to go abroad without telling my brother?"

His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "I'll go with Sheng Sheng abroad to take care of her. That way you can rest assured, right?"

Wen Yisheng: "..."

Wen Congnan: "..." Get lost, he was even more worried.

Wen Yihan's ulterior motives were obvious without even needing to guess. With both sons falling for that scoundrel Wen Yan's daughter, Wen Congnan deeply felt the cruel twist of fate.

However, his two sons are completely different in every way. Wen Yihan is good at eating, drinking and having fun, but he is spoiled by his mother and can't do anything else.

Wen Zhi... well, let's not talk about him.

For any reason, Wen Congnan would never allow his second son to accompany Wen Yisheng abroad.

The situation abroad is much more chaotic than in China. If Wen Zhi finds out one day, Wen Yihan might die out there and his body will never be found!

"Sheng Sheng, ignore him." Wen Congnan glared at Wen Yihan.

"Uncle Wen, please help me," Wen Yisheng repeated in a hoarse voice.

Wen Congnan straightened up, leaned back in the soft leather chair, closed his eyes briefly, and said in a helpless, weary voice, "Alright, I'll see you off from Beijing."

Wen Yisheng's eyelashes fluttered, her dark pupils beautiful and clear, and she looked at Wen Congnan with uncontrollable joy: "Leaving tonight?!"

"..."

The little girl was so anxious, she seemed to want to escape Earth in a spaceship the very next second.

Wen Congnan hesitated for a moment and then asked, "...Do you have your resident ID card with you?"

Wen Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, and the light in her eyes dimmed again. She murmured, "No..."

"Wen Zhi hid my ID card and phone," she said, clutching the little rabbit doll in her arms as if drawing strength from it. "It's all I have left."

She had completely forgotten about something as important as her ID card; she was so preoccupied with leaving that she was totally lost in thought.

"Three days," Wen Congnan said. "I'll arrange for someone to reissue the documents you need. It will take at least three days to get the documents."

Wen Yisheng nodded. Normally, it would take more than a month to process the documents, so three days was already the best Uncle Wen could do.

~

When they returned to the Wen family home, the rain had stopped.

Jiang Ling and her daughter Wen Yunqing sat on the sofa in the living room, flipping through fashion magazines and discussing with great interest how to buy the latest designer bags of the season.

The mother and daughter were both taken aback when they saw Wen Yisheng enter.

"Aunt Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you." Wen Yisheng nodded.

Jiang Ling snapped out of her daze, her well-maintained face breaking into a gentle smile, though it held a hint of unnatural stiffness. "Sheng Sheng, no offense, no offense. How did you hurt your hand?"

"I accidentally pricked myself, but I'm almost healed."

"That's good. It's been over a year since you last came back to visit. You've become even more beautiful. Don't stay out this time. It's not safe for a girl to be alone. I'll have someone prepare a guest room for you right away."

Wen Congnan frowned: "Why stay in a guest room? Sheng Sheng will stay in her old room, that's hers."

Wen Yunqing leaned back on the sofa, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine, and pouted, "I didn't know she was coming back, so I turned that room into my walk-in closet."

Wen Congnan was busy with work and didn't come home often, so he didn't have time to care about the trivial matters at home.

"What kind of attitude is that! Don't you need a walk-in closet...?"

"Uncle Wen, I can stay in the guest room," Wen Yisheng said.

Wen Congnan was incredibly good-natured with her, and even his stern expression softened: "That's all we can do for now. Go back to your room and rest for a bit, and we'll talk about your plans later."

Wen Yisheng followed the maid upstairs.

Jiang Ling stood up and took Wen Congnan's hand, softly probing, "Congnan... isn't Sheng Sheng living with Azhi? Why hasn't he come back? Did they have a fight?"

"Mind your own business." Wen Congnan pulled his hand away and went to the study.

He has become increasingly indifferent in recent years. Jiang Ling was so angry that she gritted her teeth but there was nothing she could do. At this age, having secured her position as the wife of the Wen family, she dared not ask for anything more.

After dinner.

Jiang Ling, seething with anger, went to Wen Yihan's room, her voice rising uncontrollably: "Wen Yihan! Did you bring that little vixen back?!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yihan's expression darkened: "What vixen? Mom, don't call Sheng Sheng that."

"Isn't she a vixen?" Jiang Ling's eyes widened, cracks appearing at the corners of her eyes. "All three men in the family revolve around her; she's a menace, just like her mother!"

Jiang Ling pointed at his nose and angrily asked, "Xiao Han, what exactly are you trying to do? The driver said you took your dad to Wen Zhi's place to snatch him back?"

Wen Yihan nodded impatiently.

"Mom, you have no idea what Wen Zhi has done to Sheng Sheng. Look at her hands. When I went there, she was still tied to the bed. Wen Zhi is a lunatic!"

"What's it to you? I'm asking what's it to you?!"

Jiang Ling clenched her fist and punched Wen Yihan's shoulder hard. "What happened to you? Why do you have to go against that little monster? I picked out so many girls with personalities similar to Wen Yisheng, and they were all prettier than her. Why don't you listen to your mother anymore?!"

"He even dared to kill his own mother, who was only seven or eight years old. If you try to take her away from him, do you think he'll let you go?"

Several psychological researchers, led by Wen Zhi's mother Yu Fanyue, all died in a mysterious fire in the laboratory.

The only survivor was Wen Zhi, who was only eight years old.

Of course, there may be a side that Jiang Ling doesn't know, and perhaps the only survivor is the little devil who planned the disaster.

Wen Yihan was naturally afraid.

"Mom, stop talking. I don't regret it."

~

Wen Yisheng didn't sleep well on her first night away from Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi would always cling to her forcefully as she fell asleep, only satisfied when he had her completely enveloped in his arms.

Now she lies alone on the soft bed, no longer having to endure his intense pressure.

Wen Yisheng's inability to sleep was not due to a lack of adjustment...

The moment she closed her eyes, all she could see in her mind was Wen Zhi's eerily calm face. He was like a persistent, insidious disease, invading her flesh and blood, taking over every nerve in her body.

...I slept terribly that night, fearing that Wen Zhi would suddenly appear whether my eyes were open or closed.

But the thought of leaving in three days made the insomnia seem less unbearable.