The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Yisheng found Wen Zhi very strange. He was the one who suddenly barged into the dance studio and hit someone, but now he was questioning her out of the blue.

Does he have violent tendencies?

Wen Yisheng looked at him and said, "Does it matter where I dance? You promised you wouldn't stop me from dancing."

Wen Zhi remained silent, his expression calm.

Upon hearing this, Yi Sheng's heart sank, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Say something!" She clenched her fist and punched his shoulder hard.

She was already feeling very annoyed and repressed because of him, and dancing was her pillar, pursuit, and faith.

If Wen Zhi were to cut off her path in dancing, it would be tantamount to breaking the wings of an angel.

She will really hate him!

Wen Zhi let her hit him, met her gaze, his eyes deathly, and slowly said, "Can't you just dance for me?"

Wen Yisheng's eyes stung, and after a long, stiff silence, she managed to squeeze out a dry sentence: "...You can't do this."

Wen Zhi looked into her eyes.

It was dark and clear there, but it had lost some of its luster, revealing a complex mix of emotions: grievance and resentment, hatred and fear. Like a fragile treasure, it would shatter at the slightest touch and never be put back together.

Is this what he wants?

But for Wen Zhi, sharing would be tantamount to taking his life.

He knew how dazzling she was when she danced.

Today is a case in point.

This wasn't even the real stage yet; those filthy bastards were filming her and even fantasizing about her behind her back.

Wen Zhi memorized those faces; he wanted to gouge out their eyes and brains and feed them to the dogs!

Wen Zhi closed his eyes briefly, concealing the rebellious emotions within them.

He sighed softly, reached out and pulled Wen Yisheng into his arms: "...I won't stop you."

"We just need to treat each other well from now on. Let's slowly forget about the unpleasant things from before. Don't try to avoid me anymore. Learn to love me, okay, Ah Sheng?"

"..." Wen Yisheng choked for a long time, "Forgot?"

How could I forget? Those are all shadows now.

Wen Yisheng pursed her lips, but ultimately succumbed to reality and nodded.

She tilted her head up and looked into his eyes very seriously: "Wen Zhi, I promise you, as long as you don't go crazy, don't get jealous, don't control me too much, don't secretly hurt me, don't force me or stop me from dancing, then we can talk properly from now on. I will try to accept you."

Wen Zhi nodded happily.

Wen Yisheng was a little skeptical: "But if you're lying to me, then I'll..."

Wen Zhi suddenly lifted her up by her bottom and pulled her onto his lap.

The rear seat space is cramped.

Wen Yisheng rubbed her legs against his waist. The driver was driving in front, and she panicked and wanted to get off. This position was too embarrassing.

"I'm not lying." Wen Zhi gently rubbed her waist; it was so slender that he could pinch it with both hands.

"Let me go!"

"Baby, I want to kiss you. Do you want to make the first move, or do you want me to?"

"……Son of a bitch."

"Then I'll do it."

Wen Yisheng turned her head away, preventing him from succeeding.

"You hit someone for no reason today, aren't you afraid of making this a big deal?" she questioned, sitting on his lap.

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhi's smiling expression gradually faded, but he remained unconcerned.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's nothing."

Wen Yisheng paused, completely unable to accept it: "How can you always be so reckless? What did he do to offend you?"

Wen Zhi remained silent, his face grim.

The thought of Lan Mao's lustful thoughts about Wen Yisheng made Wen Zhi want to kill him. If Wen Yisheng hadn't stopped him, he might have actually killed him.

His girl is so innocent, how can he make her understand that those scoundrels, under the guise of appreciating art, actually have their minds full of filth?

"Do you trust me?" Wen Zhi asked, looking at her.

Wen Yisheng, of course, did not believe it, because he had been pretending and deceiving her from the very beginning.

Wen Zhi added, "He didn't offend me, but he talked about you."

"Me? What did he say about me?"

Wen Zhi gritted his teeth in frustration. He didn't want Wen Yisheng to know the disgusting things the blue-haired guy had said!

He said he could, and only he could, say those dirty words to Wen Yisheng!

Wen Yisheng saw the suppressed and surging emotions in his eyes. It was too late to hide. Wen Zhi pressed the back of her head and kissed her.

He was so ruthless it was as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Afterwards, Wen Yisheng leaned on his shoulder, breathing softly, like a drowning person who had just come ashore.

"I roughly know what Blue Hair said about me," Wen Yisheng said after a long pause.

"Hmph." Wen Zhi turned his head to look out the window and let out a slightly aggrieved hum.

Wen Yisheng stared at his refined jawline and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She guessed that the blue-haired man must have said something disgusting to her, which Wen Zhi overheard.

It's not because I trust Wen Zhi, but because I know him a little.

There's only one reason why someone as cunning and hypocritical as Wen Zhi could turn on someone and resort to violence on the spot.

"Can't you just pretend you didn't hear me?" Wen Yisheng said softly.

Wen Zhi sneered, "Then what kind of man am I?"

Wen Yisheng pouted and muttered under her breath, "...Actually, you and Blue Hair aren't that different. You treat me the same way every day."

Wen Zhi was taken aback, then laughed angrily: "How could you think of me like that? Comparing me to that kind of scoundrel? That's too hurtful."

In the boy's beautiful, affectionate eyes, there was a hint of hurt: "Before I met you, I was very naive. I ignored all the girls who approached me. I thought they were dirty, and I didn't have any concept of men and women at all."

Wen Yisheng turned her face away, not wanting to listen.

Wen Zhi forcefully cupped her small face, insisting that she listen: "It was after meeting you that I became so lustful and couldn't control myself at all."

"Do you understand?"

"I love you, like a knife that can only have one sheath. Wen Zhi only wants Wen Yisheng." His voice was low, husky, and deeply affectionate, making one's heart tremble.

……

The two returned to Hetang Bay, washed up, and shared an incredibly sweet goodnight kiss before going back to their respective rooms.

Ever since she learned that Wen Zhi had drugged her milk and entered her bedroom while she was unconscious, Wen Yisheng gave up the habit of drinking milk before going to bed.

Even if their relationship improved, no matter how much Wen Zhi coaxed her, she resolutely refused to drink.

However, what Wen Yisheng didn't know tonight was that Wen Zhi had drugged her dinner.

So after washing up and climbing into bed, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even read a book for long. It was getting late, so she simply closed the book, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

late at night.

Wen Zhi took the key, opened the door and came in, but strangely...

He was wearing a white coat and carrying a medical tray...

The tray contained many miscellaneous medical devices.

For example, various sizes of scalpels, needles and threads, anesthetics, gauze, etc.

He said that.

He had hundreds of ways to make her never be able to dance again without affecting her daily life.