The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The key point is that they didn't send you an invitation for their birthday.

Arriving uninvited is not Wen Zhi's style.

Lu Zhizhou was filled with doubt.

Could it be that Wen Zhi made a special trip to celebrate his cousin Qi Lin's birthday because of him?

Lu Zhizhou thought about it and realized it was very likely.

Moved by the moment, she personally pushed Wen Zhi's wheelchair, saying, "Brother Zhi, tonight I won't entertain anyone else; I'll serve you exclusively."

"No need, you go about your business." Wen Zhi's expression was indifferent, and even sitting in a wheelchair, he exuded a refined and noble air.

He lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping casually across the crowd.

When his eyes locked onto a slender and graceful figure, they darkened imperceptibly for a moment before quickly looking away.

-

Qi Lin strode over happily: "Sister."

Wen Yisheng sighed helplessly, turned around and smiled faintly, "Yes, happy birthday."

Qi Lin stopped opposite her. His formal attire gave him a sense of composure, but it couldn't hide the unrestrained purity in his eyes.

He was about to speak when his gaze lingered on Wen Yisheng's lips for a second, and his smile gradually froze: "Sister, what happened to your lips?"

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There was a small scab on her upper lip.

"I got a blister on my lip a few days ago, and it hasn't healed yet," Wen Yisheng said calmly.

Memories of her past life still have a fundamental impact on Wen Yisheng.

Although she is still herself and her personality remains unchanged, she has matured a lot.

Deceiving a younger brother like Qi Lin is a piece of cake.

Qi Lin's voice was cold: "Lying."

"Hmm...?" Wen Yisheng felt a chill run down her spine.

Ugh, what happened to being able to handle things with ease?

Qi Lin exposed her without any mercy, leaning down closer to her and staring at her full, pink lips: "Tell me."

"Who...is...the...family...?"

The male protagonist of the birthday party naturally attracts attention, and his uninhibited closeness drew all eyes to him.

Wen Yisheng doesn't hold grudges against children.

She turned to look at the dazzling array of exquisite desserts on the dessert table, her voice low and soft: "You're asking a lot of questions, or your older sister will get angry."

Qi Lin was taken aback, his eyes drooping slightly, his dark eyes looking innocent: "I'm sorry, then I won't ask anymore."

Wen Yisheng is soft-hearted.

Besides, Qi Lin is celebrating his birthday today.

You shouldn't speak coldly or sarcastically to people at a banquet; that would be rather unethical.

She sighed softly and took a plate of panna cotta from the dessert table for him: "Here, want to try this?"

Qi Lin reached out and took it, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Wen Yisheng's back as they met.

A flicker of sadness crossed his eyes, but he quickly broke into a smile, his eyes shining brightly. He scooped a piece of milk pudding with a small spoon and fed it to Wen Yisheng: "Respect the elderly and care for the young, elder sister, have a taste first."

"Respect the elderly and care for the young? What nonsense! I don't want that." Wen Yisheng frowned and dodged away, but couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay," Qi Lin blinked, then ate it himself. "Sweet."

To outsiders, this little gesture between the two looked like a lovey-dovey young couple.

While the Qi couple chatted with the guests, they secretly kept an eye on Qi Lin's direction.

The couple exchanged a surprised glance.

Their son is fair-skinned and handsome, like a dumpling, but he has a bad temper. He is rebellious and unruly. Although he is surrounded by many young girls, he is like a child who hasn't figured things out. He speaks bluntly and sarcastically, without any gentleness or politeness.

Simply put, it means having a sour face towards everyone.

When have I ever seen him smile so sweetly at a girl?

"Honey, our son has finally come to his senses. That young lady has such a wonderful presence," Mother Qi said with a smile of satisfaction.

Mr. Qi gently patted his wife's shoulder: "What's the use of him getting it right? It's obvious he's shamelessly clinging to people, but they don't reciprocate his feelings."

Qi's mother nudged him with her elbow, annoyed: "...Look on the bright side, Qilin finally likes a girl."

Wen Yisheng didn't want to become the focus of attention at the banquet, so she tried to make an excuse to leave. But then the Qi couple approached: "Qi Lin..."

"Oh," Mother Qi paused, as if she had just noticed Wen Yisheng, "and this is...?"

Wen Yisheng could only smile and greet them politely: "Hello, Uncle and Aunt, my name is Wen Yisheng, Qi Lin's friend."

Mother Qi was adept at socializing and easily started chatting with Wen Yisheng, holding her hand and looking at her fair face with great affection.

To outsiders, this scene might look like a man introducing his girlfriend to his parents.

Lu Zhizhou caught a glimpse of that scene and was startled.

He forcefully pushed Wen Zhi's wheelchair, made a sharp turn, and swerved in the opposite direction.

Wen Zhi: "..."

"Haha, Brother Zhi, let me show you around my house. There's a newly built greenhouse over there that's really beautiful."

Wen Zhi responded calmly, his expression unchanged.

Slender, pale fingers were crossed in front of him, his thumb casually rubbing them gently.

He suddenly asked in a light voice, "What would you do if someone stole your younger brother's girlfriend?"

Lu Zhizhou slipped and almost fell down.

"This...this is a very philosophical question," he said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Lu Zhizhou inwardly cried out in alarm, instantly guessing what was going on.

Wen Zhi said lazily, "Are you crazy? What are you talking about philosophy for? I just asked a question on a whim."

"Oh……"

"Hmm, I think I saw a girl next to Qi Lin just now, but I didn't look closely. Was she his girlfriend?"

Lu Zhizhou's expression was very stiff and complicated, but fortunately Wen Zhi was in a wheelchair and couldn't see his face.

"Yes...right? What's wrong? Why are you asking?"

"It's nothing. She and Qi Lin came to see me at the hospital that day, and she looked somewhat familiar."

Alright, Lu Zhizhou understood everything now. So Wen Zhi came to the birthday party not because of him, but because he had lost his memory and had fallen in love with Xiao Shengsheng at first sight?

Xiao Shengsheng has a 'boyfriend,' but this guy isn't giving up and is planning to force himself on her?

Wen Zhi chuckled enigmatically, "They have such a good relationship; they've even met each other's parents."

"Hehehe." Lu Zhizhou echoed with a laugh.

Bro, stop pretending, it's fucking scary.

Everyone knows you're probably secretly wishing you could chop up that little Qilin and feed it to the dogs right now!

"Brother Zhi..."

"Um?"

"fine."

Lu Zhizhou struggled with the question for a long time, but still couldn't bring himself to say it.

It's not because of Qi Lin; it's obvious that Sheng Sheng has no feelings for him at all. The key point is that this is Sheng Sheng's own choice. Now that Wen Zhi is no longer bothering her, she's indeed living a very free and easy life. If he really said it, he'd be quite inhuman.

Moreover, Uncle Wen specifically instructed that Wen Zhi should not be told the truth, and that he would take responsibility for the consequences.

It seems like the whole world is helping Wen Yisheng keep it from Wen Zhi, and on another level, Wen Zhi is actually a bit pitiful.

-

Wen Zhi looked down at his phone without looking up: "I didn't eat anything when I came. Go get me something to eat to fill my stomach."

Lu Zhizhou temporarily put aside his thoughts: "Alright, alright, you really know how to boss people around."

After everyone left, Wen Zhi put away his phone and expressionlessly steered his wheelchair in another direction.

It was five or six minutes later when Lu Zhizhou came over with a bunch of food.

The place was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight!

Lu Zhizhou instantly realized what was happening and slapped himself lightly. He was filled with resentment!

Doesn't he know what kind of person Wen Zhi is? How could he have been tricked by him? This guy must have sent him away to find Xiao Sheng Sheng!

Putting everything else aside, just thinking about Wen Zhi makes me realize how truly twisted he is.

If you didn't know the truth, who would be able to tell that this polite and refined man was actually secretly plotting to steal his best friend's cousin's girlfriend?

Lu Zhizhou grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as he was about to go find Wen Zhi, his phone rang in his pocket.

With a cake dangling from his mouth, he pulled out his phone, glanced at it, frowned slightly, and answered, "What is it?"

A woman's anxious voice came from the other end: "Young Master Lu, Miss Ye has run away..."

Lu Zhizhou's face darkened, the nonchalant smile on his lips vanished, and his face was half-hidden in shadow: "Why did you run away?"

Then I heard someone on the other end say tremblingly, "It was your friend, Mr. Lu, who came to our house. I thought... but I never expected that he would take Miss Ye away..."

"I understand." Lu Zhizhou hung up the phone relatively calmly.

He suddenly kicked the bench by the garden, knocking it askew: "Damn Xie Yu."

He casually tossed aside the food he was holding, no longer in the mood to look for Wen Zhi.

Upon reaching the banquet hall, he angrily pushed through the crowd. Old Master Lu, who was chatting and laughing with the guests, saw him and grabbed him, yelling, "Where are you going again! Greet the guests!"

Lu Zhizhou shook off his father, turned around and left the Lu family gate, bent down and got into the car, and drove away in a flash.

"You little brat, you've grown some guts! Come back here right now!" Father Lu was fierce-looking, and his shout startled everyone at the banquet.

Lu's mother tugged at his clothes, and only then did Lu's father realize that something was wrong. He composed himself and grinned at the people around him.

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the other side.

Qi's mother's words were very subtle, and the young girl couldn't understand what she meant at all. However, Wen Yisheng had matured a lot, and as the conversation progressed, she realized that Qi's mother was trying to find out about her background in order to make her her daughter-in-law.

Wen Yisheng felt ashamed and used the excuse of going to the toilet to avoid the Qi couple.

Qi Lin was the main character of the banquet, and he was so focused on her that he couldn't leave the guests hanging, which gave Wen Yisheng a chance to catch her breath.

She shouldn't have come to this birthday party. Wen Yisheng decided to talk to her younger brother Qi Lin again tomorrow to make things clear.

"Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

The banquet waiter smiled and said, "There are restrooms on the second and third floors of the villa," and then pointed in a direction in the open courtyard, "Go straight for fifty meters and turn right, there are also restrooms there."

Wen Yisheng thanked them. The villa's lobby was crowded and noisy, so she didn't think much of it and chose a quieter, less crowded place.

Follow the direction the waiter pointed.

The noise of the banquet gradually subsided, and my ears were finally free of its clamor.

The scenery at the Lu family's house is also quite nice. The cool breeze on a midsummer night in May is very comfortable, and the faint fragrance of grass and trees in the garden is refreshing.

The lawn lights along the roadside emitted a soft glow, and Wen Yisheng unconsciously relaxed her body.

"Ugh..." A low groan of pain suddenly came from not far away.

Wen Yisheng subconsciously turned her head to look over.

She is night blind, but there are lawn lights by the tree.

The warm, soft light shone on the man's exquisitely curved profile, especially the bridge of his nose, which was backlit and exuded an indescribable allure in the half-light and half-shadow.

She's like a beautiful, seductive ghost that suddenly appears in the dark to tempt people.

They might just bare their sharp fangs and suck your blood dry.

Or perhaps it's a fox spirit that devours human essence. In any case, it's not a good thing.

The fox spirit leaned weakly against the tree, as if casting some kind of seductive spell. She tilted her head slightly, her Adam's apple bobbing in the light and shadow, and smiled faintly at Wen Yisheng: "Hello, could you help me?"

Wen Yisheng: "..." Damn it.