The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

There wasn't much food left at home, so Wen Zhi went out to buy some. He said his aunt was filming an interview and wouldn't be back for two hours.

Wen Yisheng was at home alone.

The doorbell rang suddenly. Wen Yisheng thought it was Wen Zhi who had returned from grocery shopping without his keys, so she went to open the door.

But Wen Zhi wasn't outside the door.

What's it like to meet your idol, whom you've admired since childhood?

Nervousness, excitement, that feeling of exhilaration is wonderful.

The moment Yu Fanxing appeared before her, Wen Yisheng was momentarily stunned, her heart skipping a beat.

The woman is as beautiful as she appears on television, with gentle and elegant features, and a refined air that comes with the wisdom and grace that comes with age.

Yu Fanxing smiled slightly at Wen Yisheng: "Hello, you must be Wen Zhi's girlfriend. I am his aunt."

Wen Yisheng snapped out of her daze, her expression a mixture of excitement, shyness, and nervousness.

She stepped aside and invited her in: "Hello, Auntie."

Yu Fanxing glanced at her and smiled faintly.

Wen Yisheng was taken aback and pursed her lips.

She realized that this was Wen Zhi's aunt, not her own. She nervously blurted it out!

This is a huge misunderstanding. She seems like a cheap girlfriend who can't wait to change her address.

"Hello, Ms. Fanxing. Wen Zhi has gone out to buy groceries. Please have a seat."

Wen Yisheng poured water.

Yu Fanxing glanced at the house, sat down, looked at Wen Yisheng, and said with gentle eyes, "Wen Zhi said that you like me very much and that you like dancing."

Wen Yisheng blushed.

That damn Wen Zhi, he's such a blabbermouth.

"Yes, you are my role model."

"What a coincidence! Your name is Sheng Sheng, right? You look just like your mother." Yu Fanxing gently took her hand.

The woman's soft palm made Wen Yisheng feel comfortable. She was slightly surprised: "You know my mother?"

"I've seen the photos; they're with Wen Congnan."

Wen Yisheng was taken aback, then realized what this relationship meant.

Wen Congnan likes her mother, Si Nian, so Wen Zhi's mother's family members definitely don't have a good impression of her.

"Teacher Fanxing..."

"Just call me Auntie. You're Wen Zhi's girlfriend, and I like you a lot."

Yu Fanxing subtly observed the girl in front of her.

With a pure and innocent temperament, delicate features, and an attractive appearance, she looks like a well-behaved and quiet girl who makes people want to protect her.

"Sheng Sheng, can you tell me about your story with Wen Zhi? I'm very curious."

"Me and him?" Wen Yisheng's face flashed with embarrassment.

To put it simply, your nephew is a monster in human form and a complete pervert.

Perhaps it was the woman in front of her who was too gentle, reminding her of her mother, that made Wen Yisheng pick out the less perverted and erotic scenes to tell.

After listening, Yu Fanxing nodded: "So, you don't like Wen Zhi, right?"

"Um."

Yu Fanxing wasn't surprised that she admitted it, and said.

"That day, Wen Zhi did come to me. He wanted me to cross your name off the competition list. I agreed, but I didn't do it."

"Every girl who loves to dance should shine on stage, and he shouldn't stop you."

Wen Yisheng felt a mix of emotions as she listened, and her nose felt a little sore.

"I don't know how to get rid of him. It's so tiring. You have no idea how bad he is."

Yu Fanxing was not surprised by this. She reached out and hugged Wen Yisheng gently, saying, "I know."

She said softly, "Wen Zhi is different from ordinary children. When I rescued him... I knew it."

It's so heartwarming.

She had never felt such an embrace since her mother died, and Wen Yisheng couldn't help but hug Yu Fanxing tightly around the waist.

"Save what?" she asked.

"Ah, no." Yu Fanxing smiled gently.

Perhaps it's due to blood ties; upon closer inspection, when they smile, Wen Zhi and her eyebrows and eyes do bear a slight resemblance.

Yu Fanxing said, "I have my own selfish reasons. I hope you can try to accept Wen Zhi. He needs you."

Wen Yisheng got out of her arms.

He remained silent.

"When Wen Zhi came to me and told me that he had fallen in love with a girl named Wen Yisheng, I was really surprised. Maybe it was destined."

Wen Yisheng didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"My sister, who is Wen Zhi's mother, is a behaviorist psychologist, while I am a dancer," Yu Fanxing said, lost in memories.

"I travel for performances all year round, like a frequent flyer, and rarely return to China. I saw Wen Zhi once when he was just born. His face was all wrinkled and very funny. I haven't seen him since."

"When Wen Zhi was five or six years old, I returned to China, met him, and gave him a ballet music box."

"There's a ballerina in the music box; perhaps that's the reason for his obsessive and extreme attitude towards relationships—a child locked in a cage, believing that the way to grasp the light..."

"Let's drag her into the cage too."

Yu Fanxing's voice grew softer and softer, and by the end, Wen Yisheng couldn't hear a word she was saying. Looking down, he saw tears glistening in the corners of the woman's eyes.

Wen Yisheng stopped crying and quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe away her tears: "Auntie, why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Yu Fanxing raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her every movement elegant.

Wen Yisheng found her idol's reaction strange. She blinked and asked, "Auntie, was Wen Zhi this bad when he was little?"

Yu Fanxing shook her head, recalling, "Not bad, he was a... withdrawn, timid, and quiet poor child."

Aloof, timid, and quiet? This is completely opposite to Wen Zhi's current personality.

Such a big change...

"Was it because you were abused by Jiang Ling?" Wen Yisheng asked.

"Jiang Ling? Wen Congnan's current wife?" Yu Fanxing opened her mouth, but hesitated.

"Is that what Wen Zhi told you?"

"Um."

Yu Fanxing paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly, like an elder showing tolerance and affection towards a younger generation.

She reached out and touched Wen Yisheng's soft hair, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Sheng Sheng, I don't want to make any excuses for Wen Zhi's vile and twisted behavior."

"There may be inherently evil people in the world, but there are also man-made monsters. He needs your guidance on how to love."

"Don't try to get rid of him; it will only backfire. Why make things worse for both of you?"

"You understand, right?"

Wen Yisheng understood perfectly well that what she meant was for her to go along with it, but Wen Zhi always pulled a double-dealing stunt...

The sound of the door opening rang out at that moment.

Wen Zhi came in and saw the two of them arm in arm like a mother and daughter. He smiled and said, "Why did you come early? The atmosphere is nice. It seems like I don't need to introduce you."

Yu Fanxing affectionately hugged Wen Yisheng: "I really like Sheng Sheng, how about becoming my goddaughter?"

She has dedicated half her life to the stage and still has no children.

Wen Yisheng's eyes lit up. Becoming the goddaughter of her idol... is that possible?

"What are you thinking? This is not allowed." Wen Zhi seemed to be able to read Wen Yisheng's mind and said in a deep voice.

Then he and Wen Yisheng would really become siblings, so how could they get a marriage certificate?

Wen Yisheng glared at him resentfully, "Go cook, Auntie is hungry."

Wen Zhi carried the groceries and resignedly went to the kitchen.

Yu Fanxing looked at the two of them and smiled.

Yu Fanxing didn't stay long. After finishing her meal, someone called to say that her assistant was already downstairs.

"Auntie, can't we stay a little longer?" Wen Yisheng asked reluctantly.

Yu Fanxing really liked this girl; it wasn't just a case of loving the house because of the girl, but also because she was pleasing to the eye: "My flight is at 2:30, I have to go."

"Next time, when your leg injury has healed, Auntie will come to watch you perform, a real performance on stage." She glanced at Wen Zhi as she said this.

Wen Zhi had no expression, his eyes were indifferent. Wen Yisheng saw Yu Fanxing off to the elevator and waved goodbye reluctantly.

Once the person leaves.

"Ah..." Wen Yisheng exclaimed.

Wen Zhi pulled her onto the entryway cabinet, pressed the back of her head, and eagerly kissed her: "You've neglected me, you're unhappy, let me kiss you."

"Are you crazy? That's your aunt... ugh!"

The bright light inside the room fell on the two entangled figures, creating a halo-like effect.

Hearing that Yi Sheng had been robbed, she clutched the fabric of his chest in distress, her lips feeling a tingling, numb sensation.

Wen Zhi's clean and refreshing aura enveloped her.

The door was not closed. Yu Fanxing returned after walking away, pushed the door open, and saw this scene.

Her little perverted nephew, tall and big, pressed the little girl against the cabinet and kissed her, acting as eager as a wolf that hadn't eaten meat in eight hundred years.

"Oh my god..." Yu Fanxing quickly turned away and covered her mouth.

Wen Yisheng was quite frightened and in her panic, she accidentally bit Wen Zhi's tongue with her little white teeth.

Wen Zhi was bitten and felt pain, but he didn't change his expression.

He lifted the person down, gently placed them on the ground, and looked up at Yu Fanxing, asking, "Auntie, why are you back?"

"Auntie..." Wen Yisheng was so ashamed and indignant that she bit her lip tightly.