The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Chapter 196 Pregnancy? If Soft Approaches Don't Work, Try Hard Approaches

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So no matter which life it is, whether he has amnesia or not, will he still fall in love with her at first sight?

commit a sin.

I want to move to a planet where there is no Wen Zhi.

Wen Yisheng got out of bed and nodded to indicate that she had heard him: "You like me, right? Okay, I got it."

"But you know I have a boyfriend now, and I..."

Wen Yisheng bit her lip and raised her hand to stroke her flat stomach: "I'm pregnant."

Wen Zhi: "..."

As Wen Yisheng cautiously made her way to the door in the dark, she said regretfully, "But you're still to my liking. I can break up with Qi Lin, but can you accept me and the child? Will you take care of me and the child wholeheartedly?"

"Will they treat my child with another man as their own?"

Wen Zhi remained motionless, like a sculpture devoid of emotion.

"Hiss..." Wen Yisheng cried out softly in pain.

It turned out she was completely blind in the dark and bumped into Wen Zhi, even touching him...

Oh my god!

Pervert.

Wen Yisheng quickly withdrew her hand after feeling burned.

She rubbed her forehead and calmly walked past Wen Zhi: "You can't do it, can't accept it, right? I'm not good enough for you. You deserve better."

Wen Yisheng believed she had the situation under control.

The sculpture moved, its hand gripping her slender waist.

Wen Zhi looked at her with his eyelids half-closed: "Why would you lie to me?"

"Pregnant?"

"As for that?"

Wen Yisheng belatedly realized that this excuse was too naive and absurd.

She pursed her lips slightly: "I'm sorry, I was really worried that you would pester me shamelessly and by any means necessary, so I said it like this."

"..."

Wen Zhi stared at her for a long time, then chuckled softly, "Do you think you're some kind of precious darling? Why would I bother with you like that?"

"Oh, that's for the best," Wen Yisheng said, suppressing her excitement as they were so close that she could see his eyes. "I was just being narcissistic."

His hand was still on her waist.

Wen Yisheng's eyes curved into a gentle smile as she raised her hand and gently covered his.

Her soft fingertips lightly traced the skin on the back of his hand: "So, have you touched enough? Shouldn't you take your hands off?"

"..."

The places she touched became scorching hot, like wildfire spreading.

He gave a muffled hum.

Wen Zhi is a germaphobe, rebellious, narcissistic, and vain pervert.

Like a god high above, he disregards the rules of this world, manipulates people's hearts, and places many things in a lowly position.

A promiscuous, promiscuous, blind, and narcissistic bad woman.

Will he relentlessly pursue her?

How could she dare to think that?

That's enough, that's enough. I just wanted to snatch it and play with it from the start.

At this point, he was simply influenced by the inherent flaws in men—resentment and desire.

Yes. That's right.

Wen Zhi pursed his lips, slowly withdrew his hand, and remained silent with a calm expression.

Wen Yisheng knew that he truly didn't care anymore.

That's true, after all, she lost her memory and forgot everything about her.

They've only known each other for a week. How deep can his feelings be for her, this "scumbag" who's been dancing in his minefield?

Wen Yisheng once again marveled at her own wit.

This time, she easily found the chandelier switch. Click, the room suddenly lit up, and she opened the door and ran downstairs.

Downstairs, Wei Lan was having a great time playing with others. Seeing her run down, he teased, "Sheng Sheng? Why are you running so fast? Is a ghost chasing you upstairs?"

Wen Yisheng was still a little out of breath. She patted her chest and took the water that Wei Lan handed her.

She laughed lightly, "No, it's scarier than a ghost."

This time, Wen Zhi really won't bother her anymore, right?

After the birthday party ended, it was already 10 p.m. when I got back to Peking University.

Wen Yisheng finished finishing the PowerPoint presentation for the important group presentation, posted it in the group chat, and the group discussed it via video for a while before shutting down their computers.

She leaned back in her chair and stretched out a very comfortable yawn.

"That guy looks kind of familiar."

"I think so too. It's a pity that he's standing in the shade of the tree with his back to me so I can't see his face."

A conversation could be heard outside the dormitory.

Soon, the door was pushed open, and the other three girls in the four-person dormitory came in from outside, chatting.

Zhou Rui hadn't calmed down even after entering the dormitory.

Turning her head, she chatted enthusiastically with someone: "Just from his back, you can tell he's good-looking, tall and thin, wearing a white shirt and smoking, he has such a great presence."

"Were you smoking? I didn't see you."

"Yeah, I saw a red dot on his hand, it must be from a lit cigarette."

Zhou Rui, the dormitory head, was a warm and friendly person. When she saw Wen Yisheng, she put down her bag and greeted her: "Sheng Sheng, have you eaten yet? I brought some late-night snacks over, let's eat together."

Wen Yisheng is the kind of person who is gentle and quiet, loves learning but doesn't show off, doesn't pursue brand names but wears everything with a high-quality feel, looks aloof and poetic but is very easy to talk to.

She rarely offends anyone, and even though she only moved into the dorm last week and is in a different department from these girls, she gets along very well with them.

"I've already eaten out," Wen Yisheng said.

Zhou Rui still insisted on giving her a big apple. Wen Yisheng couldn't refuse, so she took out a box of low-fat yogurt that she had just bought on her way to the supermarket and put it on her table.

It's not just politeness; it's safer to reciprocate.

Zhou Rui was removing her makeup, while the others continued chatting about what they had just discussed.

"I just don't know who I'm waiting for."

"Who else could he be waiting for downstairs at the girls' dormitory? His girlfriend, of course!"

"Hmm, at this hour, he's probably picking up his girlfriend to spend the night."

The girls exchanged knowing smiles; it wasn't unusual for young couples to go on dates at night.

Wen Yisheng roughly understood what they were talking about, but had no interest in participating.

Ignoring everything else, I memorized vocabulary with my headphones on, while my little white teeth crunched through a big apple.

Uh... I'm so full.

She brushed her teeth again, got into bed, snuggled into her soft little nest, drew the blackout curtains, and picked up her little rabbit plush toy to prepare for sleep.

Wen Yisheng has a habit of turning off her phone before going to bed.

My phone suddenly beeped with a text message notification just before I was about to shut it down.

Wen Yisheng lay on her side, tidied her hair which was pressed against the pillow, and opened the text message.

The message came from a number labeled Wen Zhi. She was only focused on destroying any trace of her with Wen Zhi, but hadn't deleted his contact information yet.

A very concise newsletter:

[Come down within ten minutes, or I'll come up. Wen Zhi.]

...?

What is that?

Wen Yisheng's mind went blank for a moment, then she sat up abruptly: "Damn!"

"Who do you think you are, some kind of precious darling? Why would I bother you like that?"

Wen Zhi's sarcastic words from the banquet still echoed in my ears.

It hasn't even been two hours, you bastard!

Zhou Rui was startled: "Did you hear that? Was that Sheng Sheng swearing?"

The other girls were also surprised; they had never seen the usually gentle and quiet Wen Yisheng use such a tone to swear.

Wen Yisheng was furious and wanted to smash her phone.

She scratched her hair, hugged her knees, and buried her face in the blanket, as if that would allow her to escape for a while.