The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Yihan lay on the bed, crying out in pain. His entire back was swollen and red from being whipped by his father with a soft whip.

Jiang Ling dismissed the servants and personally applied the medicine to him.

Hearing her beloved son's cries of pain, her heart ached, and she softened her movements even more when applying the medicine: "It's all that little bitch's fault. She's just a wild child without parents, and taking him home to raise is one thing, but your father still beat you so cruelly because of her!"

Wen Yihan was also unwilling to give up. His wound was burning with pain, but he retorted somewhat unhappily when he heard his mother's words: "Mom, don't say that about Sheng Sheng."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling's expression turned vicious and ferocious for a moment, and she said without restraint, "Look at the state you've been in! And you're still defending her! Have you been beaten senseless?!"

"Ouch...it hurts!" Wen Yihan cried out. Jiang Ling quickly snapped back to reality and softened her grip. He hugged his pillow and thought for a moment, "It seems like I was in the wrong. Sheng Sheng is different from the women I've been with before. She..."

"Anyway, I really like her. I've decided, I'm going to seriously pursue her and make her my girlfriend!"

Wen Yihan was talking to himself about how he was pursuing Wen Yisheng, acting like a young boy experiencing his first love, completely unaware of Jiang Ling's increasingly ashen face.

"You can't like her!"

Wen Yihan paused: "Why?"

Jiang Ling rolled her eyes and remained silent for a few seconds before gently coaxing, "What Mom means is, you don't need to pursue her. It's a blessing for a little orphan girl living in our house without parents to be liked by my son!"

"Son, you did the right thing. Your dad was making a mountain out of a molehill! It's just a woman. Mom will find a way to help you get her, and once you're tired of her, we'll dump her!"

Wen Yihan vaguely felt that Jiang Ling was wrong, but the idea that "one is superior to others and can take what one wants" had been deeply ingrained in him since childhood.

Is it possible to get it...?

The thought of the girl's beautiful and quiet appearance ignited a burning desire within Wen Yihan: "Mom, can you help me get, get Sheng Sheng?"

Jiang Ling chuckled playfully, "When have I ever lied to you in all your life!"

"However, you must never let your father and Wen Zhi know about this. And son, remember, you absolutely cannot provoke that little monster Wen Zhi at home. The three of us can't beat him alone."

When Wen Zhi was mentioned, Wen Yihan was as terrified as a wilted eggplant, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He muttered to himself, "Luckily, the little monster isn't interested in women."

You can't take things from Wen Zhi, you'll die, you really will die.

*

late at night.

Wen Yisheng couldn't sleep because she was in an unfamiliar environment. She took out her notebook and carefully examined the handwriting:

Wen Yisheng, stay away from Wen Zhi! Don't be fooled by his appearance! He's a madman, a psychopath, you'll...

She recognized the handwriting; it was her own, but she had never written that sentence!

It seems she fell asleep on the way to the Wen family's house, and when she woke up, this sentence appeared in her notebook, and...

Wen Yisheng raised her hand, her fingertips touching the wrinkles on the paper that were damp with water.

Is this... wet from my own tears?

Even more bizarrely, this sentence actually predicted that I would meet a person named Wen Zhi today!

Could it be that Wen Zhi is not as gentle and harmless as he appears, but is actually a hypocritical, crazy, and perverted man?

Wen Yisheng found this hard to believe. Her eyelids began to droop, and clutching her notebook, she slowly drifted off to sleep…

She had a nightmare—

Inside the dance studio.

The girl was wearing a light-colored bodysuit, her soft and slender body stretched out, her neck was snow-white, and her body curves were so exquisite that it was hard to look away.

"Yi Sheng, you're so beautiful! When you were dancing just now, I thought I was seeing a fairy descend to earth!!"

"Yeah, if Sheng Sheng performs on stage at the school gala, our department will definitely stun everyone and win first place! Sheng Sheng, you'll participate in the performance, right?"

The girl looked at herself in her dance costume in the mirror, a smile playing on her lips, and nodded, "Mmm!"

The performance was a great success. When the girl was performing her solo dance on stage, the entire audience held their breath and fell silent, as if even a cheer would ruin the atmosphere.

When the students finished their performance and came off stage, male students from the school ran backstage with large bouquets of flowers to present them as gifts, causing quite a bit of congestion.

The scene suddenly became bizarre and fantastical.

The noisy scene fell silent in the next instant.

The girl was pinned against the wall as the boy tore her light blue ankle-length dance dress to shreds. His voice was as cold as ice: "Didn't I tell you not to dance in front of others? Don't you want to explain why you're on stage? Hmm? Did I see things wrong? Explain yourself."

The girl was so frightened that she tried to run away, but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her back under him.

The boy's face was expressionless, his eyes deep and somewhat out of control: "My Ah Sheng is too innocent, that's why I have to protect her every step of the way, I can't let this filthy world taint my Ah Sheng. But, why did you go and dance for them without telling me?"

"Do you even know what those bastards were thinking when they looked at you from the audience? Ah Sheng definitely doesn't know just how fucking filthy and depraved men can be!"

The girl trembled with fear as her boyfriend's gentle facade was torn away.

Her dance dress was torn, exposing large areas of her fair skin. She finally couldn't hold back her tears: "Break up...break up."

The boy suddenly froze.

He kissed her soft cheek, nuzzling her affectionately, his voice trembling: "Ah Sheng, don't do this, take it back. Did I swear and scare you?"

He pleaded, "I'm sorry, I promise I'll keep my voice down and won't swear anymore... Don't look at me like I'm a monster, Ah Sheng... I love you so much... Don't hate me, hug me..."

The girl resisted all his touch, her voice trembling but resolute: "Get away from me, let's break up!"

The boy paused, seeing her disgusted expression, then suddenly smiled, a smile filled with a torn, twisted anger, his eyes reddening: "You heartless little thing, you want to kick me aside after you've had your fun and used me, is that it?"

"You just say you want to break up, and then you break up with me?"

The boy spoke sarcastically as he unbuttoned and zipped his suit trousers with one hand, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

"Ah Sheng, do you know how hurtful those words are? I'm really... a little angry. I think you should be punished so that you won't dare to say such things again next time."

"No! You're crazy! How could you do this to me..."

"I don't want to be with you, I don't want to..."

The last layer of clothing covering the girl's body was torn off.

Her screams of resistance gradually turned into intermittent sobs and whimpers…

"Wen Yisheng, don't mention the word 'breakup' to me again," he said, his body looming over her, his voice cold and menacing, devoid of his usual gentle tenderness.

"Be good. You don't want to fail to graduate and be locked in a cage by me, just a dog waiting for its owner to come home from get off work and play with it, right?"

……