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

I indulged them like that for a week.

Even today, the red mark is so clear that it cannot be ignored, shockingly wrapped around her fair ankle.

Wen Zhaoci's guilt completely overwhelmed all his selfish thoughts. Taking advantage of Sang Jiuning's afternoon nap, he quietly reached out and secretly took off the thin silver chain, hiding it in the bottom drawer of his desk.

He lowered his eyes, his fingertips gripping the cold chain, and a ridiculous plan was brewing in his mind.

It's better to hide it first.

If... if he really can't keep her in the future, if Sang Jiuning really can't stand him and wants to leave him, then he'll bring her back. Then, this chain will be able to lock her up again.

In this lifetime, it seems he can never learn to let go, especially with Sang Jiuning, he can't do it even a little bit.

But reality didn't give him a chance to overthink things.

When Sang Jiuning woke up, she habitually shook her ankles. Not hearing the familiar bell sound, she looked down and found that her ankles were empty.

She immediately came over, ran to the desk, and approached Wen Zhaoci, who was reading a book, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance and doubt: "Wen Zhaoci, where's my anklet? Did you take it?"

Wen Zhaoci paused in his reading, then looked up and met her clear, innocent eyes. The dark thoughts in his heart instantly vanished.

"Can you give it back to me?" Sang Jiuning gently tugged at his sleeve and shook it, her voice soft and filled with a sense of dependence that came with habit. "I'm used to the sound of the bell, and it looks nice on me. It feels strange without it."

She pestered him day after day, her eyes sincere and pure.

Looking at her vibrant and gentle appearance, Wen Zhaoci's stubborn calculations completely collapsed and crumbled.

In the end, he couldn't resist her persistent pleading, nor could he resist his own excessive indulgence towards her.

After a long while, he reached out and gently took her wrist, pulling her close to him. He looked up at her intently, his eyes filled with trepidation, as if he had completely surrendered, laying bare all his secrets and darkness before her.

"Honey, I'm telling you the truth."

He spoke slowly, with a cautious, tentative tone: "Actually, I installed a tracker and a listening device on your phone. I know everything about you: where you go to class every day, who you talk to, and what you do."

"So, there's really no need to wear this anklet."

After saying this, Wen Zhaoci's heart jumped, and her palms became slightly sweaty.

He was incredibly nervous, and his mind was racing with wild, uncontrollable thoughts.

He thought that a normal person would definitely be angry, resentful, feel suffocated, and think that the person who secretly installed tracking devices or eavesdropping devices and controlled their privacy in such a comprehensive way. They would also think that the person was abnormal and had too much of a controlling desire.

If it were someone else, they would probably have been so scared that they would have run away, made a fuss about cutting ties with him, or even left him completely.

He was prepared to face her anger, cold war, and even estrangement. His heart was clenched, filled with bitterness and fear.

But Sang Jiu Ning's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

She blinked, her face showing no anger, fear, or resistance, only a faint smile and an unusually relaxed tone: "I know."

Wen Zhaoci was startled, his pupils contracted slightly, and he stared straight at her.

"You knew all along?"

"Yes." Sang Jiuning nodded frankly, without hiding anything, her eyes still gentle and bright. "I noticed something was wrong with my phone a while ago."

She had long noticed something was wrong, but she never pointed it out.

She searched on Baidu countless times for how to cure paranoid personality disorder and how to soothe an insecure lover. Netizens said this is called using magic to defeat magic.

He wanted to keep her by controlling her, so she should accept all his anxieties and fill all his emptiness and fear with the most open and steadfast affection.

"So what if you're pretending? What's the big deal?" Sang Jiuning leaned closer and gently touched his furrowed brow. "If you want to see, then see. If you want to know what I'm doing, then you'll know. I'm not going to run away, so there's nothing to hide."

Wen Zhaoci stared blankly at the gentle-smiling girl in front of him, completely stunned. His heart, which had been tense for so long, suddenly relaxed at this moment. A tear fell, and a surge of hot warmth instantly swept over his entire body.

That's great, that's really great.

He reached out and hugged her tightly, burying his face in the crook of her neck. The sweet scent of her body filled his nostrils, and all the darkness and unease in his heart were gradually soothed by her.

Meeting Sang Jiuning was the greatest stroke of luck in his life.

Meanwhile, in a private psychological clinic.

Sunlight streamed through the clean glass windows and fell on the hospital bed. The room was quiet and warm, without a trace of oppression.

Fu Yanchen leaned against the headboard. The doctor who examined him was Dr. Xiao, who had been practicing medicine for many years. He was in his forties, with a gentle and calm demeanor. He spoke softly and patiently and had been the one who had been helping him out of his psychological gloom for the past month.

Over the past month, regular psychological counseling, timely medication, and the appearance of that person have gradually illuminated his world.

After reviewing the latest follow-up visit record, Dr. Xiao looked up at Fu Yanchen, whose condition had visibly improved, and said in a light and gratified tone, "With your current mental state and emotional stability, you can completely stop taking medication and no longer need to rely on it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen nodded gently, a faint and clean smile in his eyes, his brows and eyes relaxed.

What truly healed him was the little girl who laughed and chattered around him every day.

Observing his expression, Dr. Xiao couldn't help but casually ask, "Is that girl waiting for you in the hallway outside the same girl you mentioned at every follow-up appointment, the one who suddenly entered your life?"

Fu Yanchen's smile deepened, his tone filled with undisguised joy: "Yes, she's my girlfriend now."

"Very good." Dr. Xiao nodded sincerely in praise, "I just took a look, the young girl has clean features and looks very sunny."

Fu Yanchen looked down at his palm, and the image of the girl smiling instantly appeared in his mind. He couldn't suppress the smile on his lips and spoke softly.

"She's really nice."

"No matter when, she always has a particularly sunny and radiant smile."

She was lively, passionate, and vibrant, like a beam of light that pierced through all the darkness and crashed straight into his world.

"She's like a little sun." Fu Yanchen's tone was gentle, and his eyes were warm. "A unique little sun that belongs only to me."

Dr. Xiao smiled and said, "Then you won't need to come to the clinic for follow-up appointments anymore, and you won't need to take any more medicine. Just live a good life and enjoy being with the young lady."

Fu Yanchen raised her head and nodded slightly, "Okay, thank you, Dr. Xiao."