The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Qi Lin stood there stunned for a moment.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

His knuckles curled, and his eyes darkened.

Somewhat blankly, he slowly turned his face, watching Wen Yisheng brush past him and throw himself into the other's arms.

...But he was the one who arrived first, and he was the one who found his sister first.

"Hmm..." Wen Yisheng squinted uncomfortably, her eyes moist at the corners, her legs weak and powerless.

She still retained some consciousness.

But I felt dizzy, and everything in my vision was blurry.

Actually, she had just reached out to hold Qi Lin's hand as he helped her up, but suddenly she looked past Qi Lin and saw a tall, thin figure.

It's hard to say exactly what factors are at play.

Just looking at the man's blurry silhouette, her nerves tightened, yet she felt a strange sense of security.

So Wen Yisheng ran over without hesitation, like a lost child finding its mother.

She was already feeling very unwell at this point.

My throat is itchy, my head feels heavy, my body is burning hot, I want something but I vaguely know it's shameful so I can't do it.

Wen Zhi's temperature was also very high as he searched for him, and his hair was slightly disheveled from running.

Wen Yisheng quickly felt even hotter from the heat emanating from him.

She wanted to get away but had no strength. Her fingers gripped his clothes as she groaned in distress, "Go away...you..."

"It's alright, sweetie." Wen Zhi hugged the person in his arms tightly, stroking her hair with his palm, and coaxed her gently.

He lifted his eyelids and stared coldly at Qi Lin.

Like a warning, like a silent declaration of ownership.

Jeffrey's nose bled from Qi Lin's punch, and he was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He pointed at Wen Zhi and Qi Lin, roaring each word clearly, "You two sons of bitches, I can't spare you!"

Jeffrey just finished making some harsh remarks.

Two young men rushed over.

The person walking in front had a good demeanor and appearance. He headed straight this way, clearly recognizing Wen Zhi: "So it really is Wen Zhi, my brother. Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have greeted you face to face as soon as possible."

Qin Chuyang couldn't help but glance curiously at the person in Wen Zhi's arms: "This must be your sister-in-law... really..."

Wen Zhi glanced at him coolly, his lips thin and indifferent: "What are you looking at?"

Qin Chuyang's expression stiffened, and he quickly looked away.

It seems that she is holding a precious treasure that no one is allowed to touch.

The Qin family was the organizer of this banquet.

Qin Chuyang glanced at the person through the crowd at the banquet and felt that he looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, he found that the person was indeed the Wen family's prospective heir. He had to do everything he could to curry favor with him.

Jeffrey couldn't understand their conversation, but he knew that Qin Chuyang was the host who had invited him to the banquet.

He strode up to Qin Chuyang, his eyes wide with anger, and pointed to the injury on his face: "They beat a guest from afar, I will investigate this matter to the end!"

Jeffrey, representing an international conglomerate, came to discuss cooperation with the Qin family. Naturally, he was of high status and didn't take Wen Zhi and Qi Lin seriously at all. He stated that he wanted Qin Chuyang to teach these two young men a lesson.

Wen Zhi raised his lips slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes as he looked at Qin Chuyang: "This old bastard from afar scared my girlfriend."

"Brother Chu Yang, what's the best way to resolve this incident that happened at your hotel?"

He spoke politely, and his voice was gentle and refined.

This very ambiguity is what makes it so unpredictable and chilling.

Qin Chuyang felt a surge of anxiety and subconsciously stole another glance at Wen Yisheng.

The girl was as soft as a rock, leaning against Wen Zhi's chest.

From this angle, no one can see your face at all.

Wen Zhi pressed her head down with one hand, leaning it against his shoulder, her small face facing the wall.

Wen Yisheng was naturally restless, burying her face in his shoulder, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Her face turned red, and her breathing was mixed with moans. She tried to turn her head away, but Wen Zhi pressed the back of her head and turned her head away.

But even that sobbing sound was enough to make people's imaginations run wild; her voice was as soft and lingering as spring water, and it didn't sound very proper at all.

Were you drugged?

Qin Chuyang, a shrewd person who moves easily through various social situations, quickly grasped the ins and outs of the matter.

His expression immediately changed, and he told his assistant to call several security guards to come up and hold Jeffrey down.

"Lock him up first. Foreigners have to obey the law when they come here. Let the police handle it..."

"Fuck, let go!"

Jeffrey was furious that they had turned on him and arrested him instead. He was so angry that he vomited blood and kicked and cursed at them.

Seeing this, Qin Chuyang snatched the stun gun from the security guard and swung it at him until the man behaved himself before stopping.

Jeffrey was dragged away.

Qin Chuyang straightened his tie and smiled apologetically at Wen Zhi: "It's true that the security at my hotel wasn't strict enough. That foreigner absolutely cannot be let off easily. I think... your wife isn't feeling well, so why don't you take her to our best suite upstairs..."

Wen Zhi glanced at him, said nothing, silently hugged Wen Yisheng tightly, and turned away.

Qi Lin was so distraught when Wen Yisheng ignored him and rushed towards Wen Zhi that he missed the best opportunity.

They reacted quickly and tried to rescue the person.

"Wen Zhi! Don't touch her!"

Qin Chuyang gasped and stepped forward to stop him: "Who are you, young man? They're just a young couple being affectionate, what's it to you?"

Yes.

"..." Qi Lin watched helplessly as Wen Zhi took Wen Yisheng away. His dark, pure eyes grew dimmer and dimmer until he finally lowered his head without moving, like a wildfire that had swept across the grasslands, losing all its vitality.

All that remained was a deathly silence and gloom.

The moment Wen Yisheng walked towards Wen Zhi, something in Qi Lin's heart shattered.

He was fixated on Wen Zhi's coercion of Wen Yisheng, their unequal relationship, and what he wanted to save.

He was pure and innocent; even if he had some dark thoughts, he would never actually do anything to harm the girl he loved.

He has a happy and warm family, and his parents are loving and respectful to each other. This upbringing has instilled in him since childhood, making him a man who cherishes and respects his wife.

His future partner is destined to be happy, but that person will not be Wen Yisheng.

It could be her, it could be anyone around her.

It may never happen.