He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

To make commuting to and from school easier, Sang Jiuning and Wen Zhaoci simply moved from the villa back to the apartment closest to the school.

The post Wen Zhaoci made on the school forum yesterday is still causing a stir at the school.

Less than ten minutes after the post was published, it exploded in likes and comments, its popularity soared, and it topped the forum's trending topics.

The entire student body was buzzing with discussion; everyone knew that Wen Zhaoci, the most aloof and reserved student at University A, had finally gotten married to Sang Jiuning.

But this sensational event didn't last long before it vanished into thin air.

All posts, comments, and trending topics were completely deleted, leaving no trace. It's obvious who did it.

Wen Zhaoci leaned back on the sofa, casually swiping the now-blank campus forum page with her fingertips, her brows furrowed slightly, her tone a mix of helplessness and amusement as she complained.

"My brother-in-law is as meddlesome as ever."

His voice wasn't loud, but it drifted clearly into the bedroom under the covers.

Sang Jiuning woke up early in the morning and stayed in bed, wrapped in a soft blanket and curled up into a small ball, not wanting to get up at all.

With her cheeks flushed from doing homework, she immediately sided with her brother when she heard his words. She couldn't help but mutter a soft rebuttal, "I didn't eat your rice. My brother is just doing it for my own good."

She thought to herself, Fu Yanchen is always protective of his own, and with such a large number of people on the school forum, being too high-profile is not good.

The next second, a warm and strong arm reached in and precisely scooped the little girl, wrapped in a cocoon, out of the blanket along with her body.

The sudden lift made Sang Jiuning gasp softly, and she instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm.

Wen Zhaoci was only wearing a pair of pajama bottoms at this time.

They hadn't been up for long in the morning, and Sang Jiuning's hair was still softly clinging to her cheeks, her skin had a faint blush, and her eyes were wet with a lingering sense of nausea, making her look exceptionally gentle.

Wen Zhaoci looked down at the small person in her arms, a faint smile in her eyes. She deliberately leaned close to her ear and slowly asked a question.

"Honey, what did you just say? Say it again?"

Sang Jiuning looked up and met his deep eyes. She could clearly see that he had heard every single word!

It was intentional! He was deliberately teasing her!

This guy is always like this. He always pretends not to hear her and forces her to say what's on her mind again. Watching her awkward and shy expression is just so wickedly funny.

The craftsman Wen Zhaoci placed it in front of the bay window.

Sang Jiuning felt both ashamed and angry. She pursed her lips, turned her head away, and lazily leaned against the marble window. She refused to repeat herself, but the blush on her cheeks grew deeper and deeper, and she couldn't suppress it no matter what she did.

Looking at her coquettish and pouting expression, Wen Zhaoci reached out and gently pinched her soft cheek, his tone slightly serious: "Are you siding with outsiders? Your brother-in-law deleted my post, and you're still taking his side?"

"It's because you were too high-profile," Sang Jiuning retorted softly, her heart pounding with anxiety, but she still forced herself to explain, "So many people in the whole school were watching, how embarrassing! I just want to go to school quietly, I don't want everyone staring at me and talking about me."

She was really afraid of being the center of attention.

Whether it's praise or envy, the countless eyes focused on her only make her feel uncomfortable.

She now prefers the quiet daily life she shares with Wen Zhaoci, and dislikes this kind of high-profile, public display.

Seeing the genuine awkwardness in her eyes, Wen Zhaoci suppressed the teasing in his eyes and softened his movements.

The apartment has large floor-to-ceiling windows that provide excellent natural light. During the day, the view is unobstructed, and you can clearly see the windows and figures of people in the opposite building.

A wave of inexplicable shame and unease washed over Sang Jiuning, and she pleaded softly, "Husband... could you please close the curtains?"

She stared at the clear view of the buildings outside the window, her mind wandering. With such a bright window, could people outside see right in? It would be so embarrassing if someone on the same floor saw her.

Wen Zhaoci chuckled softly against the top of her head and gently patted her head.

"Don't be afraid, it's one-way glass. People inside can see out, but people outside can't see in. No one will see what we're doing."

His voice was deep and gentle, possessing a calming power.

But Sang Jiuning still felt uneasy.

Even though she knew the principle, seeing people moving around outside with her eyes completely unobstructed made her feel uncomfortable all over, her cheeks burned, and her sense of shame did not diminish in the slightest.

"But I still don't feel well... Can we go somewhere else?" Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of coquetry in it, as she pleaded softly.

Wen Zhaoci looked down at her reddened earlobes, but deliberately did not immediately comply with her.

He still remembered how she had favored Fu Yanchen earlier, and with a slight intention of punishing her, he studied even harder on his homework.

"Weren't you pretty bold when you were yelling at me on behalf of others?"

Sang Jiuning should have known better than to speak carelessly. This person is too vengeful; he holds grudges over the smallest things.

Wen Zhaoci's sweat dripped down his cheeks, landing on Sang Jiuning's spine, and then sliding down his fair back.

……

After fussing for a while, Wen Zhaoci finally couldn't bear to part with her and carried her back to the soft bed.

Once everything calmed down, Sang Jiuning obediently leaned against him to rest, her knees slightly sore.

I sat on the bay window for a long time, and even though the bay window was covered with a thick, soft carpet, it still left faint red marks from sitting there for so long, and I felt a little sore and uncomfortable.

She was leaning back lazily, lost in thought, when she felt Wen Zhaoci gently pry open her legs.

Sang Jiuning subconsciously looked up at him, her eyes full of confusion.

Then Wen Zhaoci took the soothing ointment prepared next to her, took an appropriate amount with her fingertips, and gently applied it to her reddened knees.

Sunlight fell on his refined profile, and Sang Jiuning quietly gazed at his lowered brows and eyes.

Sang Jiuning slightly raised her hand, gently wrapped it around his waist, buried her face deeper, and whispered softly, "Wen Zhaoci."

"Hmm?" Wen Zhaoci looked up at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Next time... please don't post on the forum, okay?" she whispered, revealing her true feelings. "I don't need everyone to know. As long as you're good to me, that's enough for me."

Wen Zhaoci stopped what he was doing, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "Okay."

The noon bell had just rung when the school bell rang, and the once bustling teaching building was instantly filled with students heading out.

The autumn wind carries a slight chill of early autumn.

Sang Jiuning followed the flow of people and walked slowly forward, preparing to go back to her dormitory to pack her things. She walked slowly and leisurely, showing great relaxation.

She casually glanced at the roadside, then her gaze suddenly froze, and she instinctively stopped walking.

A familiar figure stood under the camphor trees along the tree-lined avenue.

The boy was wearing a simple black loose sweatshirt and black casual trousers. He was tall and clean-cut, with one hand casually in his pocket. His whole demeanor was cool and eye-catching.

He is Weng Zhicheng.