The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Decide decisively and don't answer.

Wen Yisheng typed a concise reply to Wen Zhi: "My stomach isn't feeling well, I'm in the bathroom."

Huh? Why did she lie? Oh well, better to avoid trouble.

To prevent Wen Jiaojiao from becoming depressed again, like that day in the infirmary.

When she looked up, she saw Zhong Xu looking at her.

Wen Yisheng coughed lightly, put away his phone, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Senior, I'm sorry, I can't give you my contact information."

She promised Wen Zhi that, apart from this time, she would not have any further contact with Zhong Xu.

Zhong Xu's eyes flashed with coldness, his voice low and clear: "Why? Can't we just be friends?"

Wen Yisheng was not good at refusing, so she could only shake her head awkwardly.

"Let's forget about it. Um... by the way!"

Wen Yisheng turned to the side, took out a cartoon wallet from her canvas backpack, and turned it upside down.

He pulled out two 20-yuan bills, two 10-yuan bills, one 5-yuan bill, three 1-yuan coins, and two 50-cent coins from the pocket of his wallet.

The mousse cake comes in small pieces and costs sixty-nine.

Wen Yisheng carefully sorted out the money and coins, placed them on the card table, and pushed them to Zhong Xu across from her.

Her curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and her face couldn't help but blush, because this way of paying seemed a bit... low.

Wen Yisheng said softly, "Thank you for the cake. Here's the money, sixty-nine yuan, please accept it..."

Without saying anything more, she grabbed her backpack, stood up, nodded to Zhong Xu, and said, "I'll be going now, bye-bye, senior!"

"Waaah," Wen Yisheng almost cried as soon as she stepped out of the store. Sixty-nine yuan! That's enough for three lunches for her.

But now even a small piece of cake is gone.

Wen Yisheng had never used the card given to her by Wen Congnan.

This cake was a bit of a luxury for her, but... it tasted really good!

Eating desserts really does seem to improve your mood! I even feel lighter on my feet.

Zhong Xu sat at the table without reacting.

He glanced at the change on the card table, his expression indifferent.

I glanced up and saw the girl's slender back through the transparent glass wall.

Zhong Xu's indifferent eyes shifted repeatedly. Despite being so strapped for cash that she needed to work part-time to make ends meet, she still gave him the money for the cake in an attempt to distance herself from him.

Wen Yisheng...

A laughable persistence.

Zhong Xu collected the change from the table, walked out of the coffee shop, and casually tossed the money onto a lounge chair on the mall floor. He didn't care who picked it up.

He was emotionally cold; if it weren't for Yueyue, he would never have bothered to get close to this girl.

~

On WeChat, Wen Zhi didn't ask her anything further, only asking her to bring back two bags of cat food.

Wen Yisheng first went to the first floor of the mall and bought two bags of cat food.

After getting into the car, the cool-looking middle-aged man wearing sunglasses remained silent and focused, just like a robot that only knew how to drive.

Wen Yisheng sat in the back, biting her lower lip, her small face stern and a little resentful.

"Uncle, let's add each other on WeChat."

The cool, middle-aged man glanced at the rearview mirror through his sunglasses.

Ignore her.

He thought to himself, "Add me on WeChat?"

This girl looks innocent, so why is she trying to harm me?

Wen Yisheng was used to his ignoring her, so she said, "It would be more convenient to add each other on WeChat. In the future, if I work overtime or leave the mall a few minutes late, you can just ask me directly without having to contact Wen Zhi."

"OK?"

The cool uncle shook his head.

"Alright then." Wen Yisheng pouted dejectedly, hugging her schoolbag and looking at the scenery outside the car.

Late summer brings frequent rains, and the weather can change in an instant.

As we approached the Wen family's residence, the sky darkened and gloomy, and a sudden drizzle broke through the air, soaking the ground and dispelling the evening heat.

Wen Yisheng sat in the car and, through the misty rain, saw the boy standing by the roadside outside the manor.

There is a small pavilion by the roadside.

A young man dressed in a simple white t-shirt stood in the pavilion, his hands in his pockets, looking up at the rain outside the pavilion, with three kittens around his feet.

But there was no umbrella with me.

"Miss Wen, there's an umbrella in the car." The cool, silent man suddenly spoke up as the car slowed down.

It even startled Wen Yisheng.

Then he added, "You can use an umbrella to pick up Young Master Wen."

Wen Yisheng remained silent for a moment, then said, "Then, Uncle, wouldn't it be better to just park the car right next to Wen Zhi?"

Cool Uncle: "..."

Wen Yisheng glanced at the three kittens crying for food in the pavilion, then got out of the car with a bag of cat food in her arms and an umbrella.

The rain was pattering softly.

Wen Zhi looked over and saw the girl walking towards him with an umbrella. She was slender and tall, with a fair and clean face. In the rain, she looked like a vivid and beautiful painting.

Wen Yisheng carefully closed the umbrella.

"This rain really does come out of nowhere," Wen Yisheng said dryly as a greeting.

"Hmm, is it diarrhea?" Wen Zhi asked her with a slight smile.

Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then remembered that she had told him on WeChat that her stomach was upset.

She crouched down to feed the cat, using this to hide the unnatural guilt in her eyes: "Yes, but it's much better now."

Although the three kittens had no owner, they were fed so much that they weren't skinny at all; they were round and adorable, and they all surrounded Wen Yisheng.

Wen Zhi also squatted down and stroked the cat's soft head, but his gaze fell on Wen Yisheng.

He looked at her quietly for a while, then lowered his eyes and said casually, "Is the boy that Asheng likes in Huai City?"

Wen Yisheng felt a pang of panic and softly hummed in agreement.

The rain intensified.

That perfectly softened the boy's somber and gloomy voice: "It's fine. Have you guys been in touch lately?"

Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course."

Wen Zhi's lips curved slightly, but his smile was very faint: "That's good. I heard you say last time that you two had agreed to take the entrance exam for the same university, so he likes Asheng too?"

Wen Yisheng's eyes flickered for a moment, and she made a soft nasal sound: "Mmm."

Wen Zhi's eyes were gentle and harmless: "That's wonderful."

"Since that's the case, you two must have not seen each other for a long time. Why don't you take advantage of this National Day holiday and invite him over to your house?"

"Huh?" Wen Yisheng was stunned for a moment, her eyelashes trembling.

Realizing what was happening, he shook his head, his smile forced. "Forget it, Huai City is too far from here, it's too much trouble to come back and forth, and I'm busy with my part-time job, even if he came I wouldn't have time to keep him company."

Wen Zhi smiled with his eyes lowered, and did not ask any further questions about the matter.

fraud.

Ah Sheng is lying; there's no boy she likes in Huai City. Wen Zhi is certain of this.

But Wen Zhi, who appears easygoing, generous, polite, and gentle, is actually selfish and wicked to the core.

He couldn't stand even the slightest deception or betrayal. For example, right now, he could easily see through Wen Yisheng's lies, yet he was still frustrated and agitated.

He needs someone to go to Huai City to investigate before he can feel at ease.

~

The sky grew darker and darker, and the rain showed no sign of stopping.

After feeding the cat, the two went back under one umbrella.

Wen Zhi's movements while holding the umbrella were also elegant and graceful, with the umbrella tilted towards Wen Yisheng.

The rain pattered softly as the two of them stepped lightly into puddles, their footsteps clear and rhythmic, creating a strangely harmonious and tacit understanding.

After the umbrella was put away, a triangular patch of water was visible on the boy's shoulder, while Wen Yisheng's upper body remained dry.

"Have you done your homework?" Wen Zhi asked her, putting down his dripping umbrella.

"not yet."

Wen Zhi extended an invitation to the model student: "Come to my room tonight, let's write together."