The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

"After my mother passed away, she only left me that small house."

"Ah Sheng, let me take you there to stay right now, okay?"

The boy's voice was low and soft.

He looked at Wen Yisheng, his light-colored, gentle eyes filled with pity.

He is like a benevolent and kind angel, a god who has mercy on humanity and will come to earth to save believers who are suffering.

Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then looked up at Wen Zhi. Her once lifeless and empty eyes regained a spark of bright starlight. She blinked, hesitant.

"Why...why are you so good to me?" Her voice was still trembling with tears, soft and gentle, like a wary and uneasy little animal.

Because your brother likes you.

Wen Zhi certainly wouldn't actually say these words. He knew perfectly well that if he revealed his feelings now, Wen Yisheng would be so frightened that she would run away without looking back.

Wen Zhi's lips curved slightly, his voice gentle like that of a caring older brother: "Because Asheng is my younger sister."

"It's my duty as an older brother to take care of my younger sister. I've said it before, I will protect you and cherish you, and we will be each other's family."

Wen Yisheng suddenly thought of Li Na.

Li Na described Wen Zhi as perfect and selfless, who often helped her.

Just as gods treat every human being equally.

"Are you an angel...?" Wen Yisheng murmured blankly, head down.

Wen Zhi laughed when he heard that; he wasn't an angel.

He's Ah Sheng's little devil, with sharp teeth and little black horns.

Demons are evil, selfish, and greedy; they won't help others for no reason. For every bit of help a demon gives, it will demand a reward a million times greater.

Wen Zhi smiled but didn't answer: "You change your clothes first, I'll contact the driver."

Wen Yisheng paused for a few seconds, her fingers twisting nervously and anxiously, before finally nodding and giving a soft "Mmm".

Wen Zhi went out and waited for her outside, his head slightly lowered, his thick, long eyelashes casting a dark shadow under his eyes.

He smiled slightly, a contented look on his face.

~

When Wen Yisheng came downstairs, Wen Congnan was still in the living room.

He saw the two children coming down with suitcases, frowned, and then looked at Wen Yisheng, whose expression turned somewhat disheveled: "Sheng Sheng, what's going on with you two...?"

Wen Yisheng trembled and didn't even look at him.

She caught up with Wen Zhi in two steps, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and hid behind him with her head down.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Wen Zhi's eyes. Wen Yisheng's reliance and trust made him feel extremely satisfied and excited.

"It's alright, don't be afraid," Wen Zhi soothingly patted her hair, then looked up at Wen Congnan: "Dad, Asheng doesn't want to stay at home anymore, I'll take her out to stay for a while."

Wen Congnan was stunned, then a little agitated: "Sheng Sheng, how can I leave you out here all alone? If you don't want to see me, I'll leave now. You can stay home and relax..."

"dad."

Wen Zhi coldly shouted, standing in front of Wen Yisheng: "Asheng has just calmed down, don't provoke her anymore."

Wen Congnan froze for a moment, then looked at his eldest son, whom he valued most.

Before he knew it, the boy who was thin and small ten years ago had grown to be as tall as him.

His cunning... was so deep that even his father couldn't see through him.

Wen Congnan remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a heavy sigh and saying to Wen Zhi, "Come with me for a moment, I have something to say to you."

Wen Congnan walked towards the study.

"Wen Zhi..." Wen Yisheng glanced at Wen Congnan uneasily, clutching Wen Zhi's clothes tightly.

Wen Zhi held her soft yet cold hand, led her to sit on the sofa, and coaxed her gently, "It's okay, Asheng, wait here for your brother for a few minutes. The driver is here, and we'll leave soon."

"Be good, trust me."

Wen Yisheng slowly released her grip, but her eyes remained fixed on Wen Zhi as he walked toward the study.

Inside the study.

Wen Congnan, who was standing there, heard the noise and said to the person behind him, "Close the door."

Wen Zhi turned sideways and gently closed the door, his eyes darkening. He looked up at Wen Congnan and said, "Dad..."

boom! !

With a loud bang, Wen Congnan turned around without warning, raised his leg and kicked the boy straight in the abdomen.

Caught off guard, Wen Zhi let out a muffled groan and was kicked hard against the door.

Wen Congnan cursed angrily: "You beast! You even dared to scheme against your own father! What else wouldn't you dare to do!"

Wen Zhi's expression instantly turned cold, his brows furrowing.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, rubbing his stomach where he had been kicked. His eyes were cold and cruel as he sneered, "Yes."

"Only a beast could give birth to a beastly son."