The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The two came out of the library.

At six o'clock in the summer, the sunlight near sunset is so gentle it's almost blinding, bathing every corner in gold, and making it seem as if twinkling stars are adorning the gaps in the shadows of the plane trees along the roadside.

Wen Zhi held Wen Yisheng's hand as they walked along the school path, attracting the attention of passing students who couldn't help but glance at the good-looking young couple.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wen Zhi tilted his head, lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, and had a faint smile on his face, as if he were just asking a casual question.

Wen Yisheng looked back, puzzled: "Just say what you have to say."

Wen Zhi smiled faintly and remained silent, then squeezed her hand tightly with his palm.

The soft gold light fell on the two of them, like a halo of divine favor.

Wen Yisheng couldn't figure out what he was thinking. After weighing the options in her mind, she opened her mouth to ask again, but her expression suddenly stiffened imperceptibly.

With her other hand, she took Wen Zhi's hand and pushed him toward the path to the left.

Her voice softened, almost like she was being coquettish, and she pointed to the path on the left: "I want to walk towards the small lake. I heard that many couples go there for dates and take photos in the evening."

Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly pleased with any of her requests, and sweetly agreed with a light laugh.

The two changed direction and went their separate ways.

Not far from the Peking University Library Building A is a multi-purpose gymnasium. Several boys in sports uniforms walked over, getting closer and closer to the campus path where Wen Zhi and his friends had just walked.

The boy in the lead was tall with delicate features and an innocent, youthful appearance, but his hair was short and stiff.

It is Qi Lin, who was in a car accident some time ago.

He had a basketball casually tucked into his elbow, having just come out of the gym after playing basketball. His friends were chatting away beside him, and he smiled along, but he was clearly distracted, his dark eyes fixed on the beautiful silhouette against the setting sun.

The other boys soon noticed the young couple walking away to their right.

The two figures from behind were so perfectly matched and eye-catching. Although their faces couldn't be seen, the romantic atmosphere and temperament that seemed to have a built-in filter were enough to make people unable to look away.

"I didn't see any cameras. Why are those two acting like celebrities filming a campus romance drama? Want to bet they're pretty?"

"Gambling? What a waste of time."

"But what department is that guy in? I'd like to ask him how he found a girlfriend like that."

As soon as the boy said that, he was immediately met with disdainful looks from several of his friends.

"Keep dreaming. First of all, you need to have that guy's combination of being tall, rich, and handsome. You don't have any of those qualities."

The boy was embarrassed.

Qi Lin remained silent, a casual smile on his face, dribbling the ball absentmindedly, as if he didn't care.

"I don't fit either category, but Qi Lin, I think our Brother Lin is no worse than that guy." The boy grinned and nudged Qi Lin with his shoulder. "Brother Lin, there's a party tomorrow, wanna come together?"

It was called a party, but it was actually a social gathering arranged by me and the girls.

Many girls came because of Qi Lin; if he showed up, the most beautiful girl in the Chinese department would definitely be there too.

These guys are still single. They finally made it through the college entrance exam and want to find girlfriends in college to experience the feeling of being in love. Now that they see that couple, they feel even more eager.

However, despite having excellent physical attributes and no shortage of girls pursuing him, Qi Lin has never responded to any of them, and he has never participated in any social events.

The boys didn't really expect him to participate; they just mentioned it casually.

"Okay."

Surprisingly, Qi Lin abruptly agreed.

The group was surprised.

Qi Lin raised his chin, smiled at the receding figures of the couple to his right, and said, "I just like that kind of person, what can I do about it?"

Several people were stunned, looking at each other, somewhat dumbfounded.

Well... she already has a boyfriend, isn't that inappropriate?

Brother Lin is quite humorous?

"Yeah, I do." The boy reacted quickly, replying, "So that's your type. That's easy, the most beautiful girl in the Chinese department is just as good-looking as that girl."

"Really?" Qi Lin looked away, casually tossed the ball to the boy next to him, and smiled as if he didn't care.

"Then let's meet."

-

That evening, at the Wen family home.

At the dinner table, Wen Congnan sat in the main seat, with his wife Jiang Ling on his left and Wen Yisheng and Wen Zhi on his right. Jiang Ling's twin children were not present.

Jiang Ling usually maintained the noble and gentle demeanor of a lady of the Wen family, but her complexion was noticeably unwell today.

He frequently drifted off into thought at the dinner table.

Wen Yisheng couldn't help but feel strange. She glanced at the person next to her, and Wen Zhi gave her a sweet wink and whispered, "I want to eat ribs."

"..." Wen Yisheng looked embarrassed; she was very shy in front of her elders.

This is a dinner table, can't you be serious for once?!

Wen Yisheng bumped her leg under the table against Wen Zhi's, then lowered her head and pretended to eat rice, turning her face towards him and mouthing, "Help yourself."

Wen Zhi was unusually difficult at the dinner table this time, as if on purpose: "I want to eat what you give me."

Wen Yisheng hesitated for a moment, but had no choice. She quickly picked up a piece of pork rib for him.

Wen Zhi got what he wanted, his eyebrows and eyes curving slightly, revealing a happy and smug smile.

Wen Congnan, sitting in the main seat, took in the whole scene and his lips twitched.

How could he not see it?

Who told him to stand up to Sheng Sheng before? This little scoundrel son is now deliberately showing off to him!

Looking at his arrogant and spoiled attitude, I felt like I couldn't eat. He was like a concubine in a TV drama who was favored by the emperor and brought ruin to the country. How pathetic!

Does he, as her father, not know? The little girl was forced into submission by his underhanded methods of coercion and enticement, leaving her with no way out!

What's with the nerve to be so smug?

Although Wen Congnan understood that Wen Yisheng was forced into this situation, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two seem to be getting along quite well right now. Given time, Sheng Sheng might genuinely want to be with him and give him another grandchild...

Thinking of this, Wen Congnan's expression softened considerably.

"Sheng Sheng, eat more. Uncle sees that you've lost a lot of weight." Wen Congnan smiled warmly.

Wen Yisheng obediently responded.

Wen Congnan turned to look at Jiang Ling, frowning with displeasure: "What's wrong? You're not paying attention to your meal. The children are here. What kind of behavior is this?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence provoked a strong reaction from Jiang Ling, who never dared to argue with Wen Congnan.

"Children, what are they to me!" Jiang Ling's eyes were red. "My son, my Xiao Han, he's your own son too! How could you be so heartless as to send him to suffer in such a place!"