The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

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"It wasn't me."

His voice was calm, with a deliberately deliberately paused moment.

His voice changed, and when he spoke again, it was strange, with a sinister laugh: "Who else could it be?"

"..."

He acknowledged this with pauses and turns in his speech.

Wen Yisheng felt like she was swinging on a high cliff, being pushed and swayed from behind by villains. If she wasn't careful, she would fall to the bottom of the cliff. She was so frightened that her breath would freeze.

He is truly wicked without any restraint.

Even at this moment, he was still calmly teasing her through his words and actions.

"You..." Wen Yisheng gripped her phone tightly, opened her mouth, but her voice was hoarse and she couldn't organize her thoughts.

She swallowed hard, barely managing to steady her breathing: "Have you no humanity at all? How could you... a living person like that..."

Wen Zhi's actions were simply those of a cold-blooded monster without any emotion. Even Wen Yisheng, with her strong psychological shield against pressure, was shattered into pieces when it came to matters of life and death.

Wen Zhi chuckled softly.

He tapped the steering wheel twice with his knuckles.

His voice was nonchalant: "Who told you to get entangled with him and not take my words to heart?"

Do I look to you like a submissive, foolish girl who lets you look down on her?

"...I didn't get entangled with him!" Wen Yisheng suddenly raised her voice, her voice trembling.

Wen Zhi refused to listen.

He muttered to himself, his voice languid, and let out a slightly regretful sigh.

"What a pity, he's lucky he didn't die in the accident."

"But next time might be different."

madman.

Wen Yisheng's calves were so tense they were about to twitch. She was truly in despair, as if she were trapped in a dark, vortex-like black hole with no way out.

Every pore on my body was sweating profusely.

Wen Zhi's voice, coming through the phone, was still as refined and pleasant as ever, with a hint of dangerous and alluring wickedness: "I'll say it again, get off up ahead, do you hear me?"

"I won't go down."

Wen Yisheng's lips trembled slightly, her nails digging into the leather seat, as she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Qi Lin poses no threat to me. He's dispensable to me. You can just run him over and kill him..."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me; you're the one who committed the crime."

Wen Zhi remained silent for a few seconds, then chuckled softly, "I underestimated you. Such a gentle and obedient face, yet you can say such cold-blooded and ruthless things."

"They acted so convincingly, I almost believed them."

"What did I pretend to be?!" Wen Yisheng was on the verge of hysteria.

He scoffed, "It's none of your business, is it?"

The streets were deserted at night. The streetlights standing by the roadside were bright, but there were always dark areas that they couldn't reach.

Wen Zhi's voice was icy cold, carrying a sinister chill and resentment: "If you didn't care, why did you rush to the hospital in the middle of the night as soon as you heard about his car accident?"

"I was so anxious I didn't even change my shoes."

"Look down at yourself, you're still wearing slippers, aren't you? How come you didn't fall and hurt your leg while running so fast to flag down a car on the street?" he sneered.

Wen Yisheng was suddenly stunned.

What?

She quickly sensed the barely suppressed jealousy and anger in Wen Zhi's words, as well as the two events that had unexpectedly come together that evening.

Wen Yisheng subconsciously looked down.

Her feet were also beautiful and delicate, with slender ankles and soft, creamy yellow sandals. The left foot of her sandals had a cartoon carrot print, while the right foot had a crying face and a cute rabbit head print.

She couldn't help but twitch her toes.

That's true. I was in such a rush that I forgot to change my shoes...

Wen Yisheng instantly understood something.

He thought she was in such a hurry to see Qi Lin at the hospital? So he chased after her and acted crazy all the way?

Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then frowned and explained, "First of all, you misunderstood. I didn't go to the hospital to see..."

stab.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly sharp and piercing on the deserted streets late at night.

Before Wen Yisheng could finish speaking, the female driver in the driver's seat slammed on the brakes. Due to the huge inertia, Wen Yisheng's forehead hit the front seat, and her phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

She groaned in pain, experiencing a very brief moment of dizziness.

The female driver was quite frightened, her eyes wide with lingering fear as she stared at the black luxury car that suddenly swerved and blocked her way in the middle of the road. Luckily, she braked in time, or she would have crashed into it.

The car owner must be crazy!

Does driving a luxury car give you the right to disregard traffic laws?

The female driver turned around and looked at Wen Yisheng: "Young lady, are you alright?"

Wen Yisheng shook her head; the phone she picked up showed that the call had been disconnected.

She lifted her eyelids and looked out the car window.

A car with small, outstretched wings was parked quietly on the night street, blocking the way for taxis. Its rectangular taillights flashed, and its body was entirely black and shiny, giving it a very high-quality feel.

"...What exactly is going on?" The female driver was dumbfounded when she saw the young, rich, and handsome man get out of the car.

He forcefully suppressed the idea of ​​the "brainless car owner".

Wen Yisheng has poor night vision, but through the light of the street lamp, she saw someone open a car door, step out with long legs, and walk towards her.

Her eyes were like a lens that had gone out of focus.

The approaching figure was tall and thin, his lines blurred and indistinct, bathed in a soft, hazy light in the darkness.

As the distance decreased, the other person's figure became clearer and clearer.

A crisp, clean white shirt; beautiful, fair, and delicate features; and—

His pale eyes, seemingly covered in frost, stared at her intently.

"..." Wen Yisheng suddenly came to her senses, her heart was pounding, and she was still a little flustered.

The car door was opened.

Wen Zhi stood outside the car, staring at her expressionlessly, his gaze gloomy and uncertain: "Do you want me to carry you down?"

The female driver looked at the scene in surprise: "This is... young lady, your boyfriend."

Why not ride in a luxury car and instead hail a taxi in the middle of the night?

"..." Wen Yisheng opened her mouth, and felt her heart tremble when she saw Wen Zhi's face.

She knew when to back down and immediately clarified the misunderstanding: "I didn't go to the hospital to see Qi Lin."

"Huahua is in the hospital. Lu Zhizhou got into an argument with Xie Yu and was injured. I'm going to see Huahua. If you don't believe me, come to the hospital with me."

Wen Zhi remained unmoved after hearing this.

With a calm expression, he gave a soft "hmm," bent down, and reached out to hug her: "Okay, ride in my car."

"I won't..." Wen Yisheng's words of resistance had barely left her lips.

Wen Zhi lifted his eyelids, his brow bone cold, and stared at her.

Perhaps it was because he had just hit someone and had murderous intent?

His gaze was so deadly that Wen Yisheng's legs went weak the moment it hit her.

Forget it, it'll save him from going crazy again.

"Then I... will go down myself." Wen Yisheng stepped back.

Perhaps his patience had run out, Wen Zhi refused to go along with her, his expression indifferent, and like a wild beast carrying its cub, he picked her up and dragged her out of the car.

Wen Yisheng froze for a moment. She was in a hurry to get to the hospital, so she decided to just let him carry her and take advantage of the situation.

"Hey... wait a minute." The female driver hurriedly took out her payment QR code.