Ling Zhen had told him several times not to bother, but Wei Xi always came.
After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhen sighed, and politely waved to Wen Zi Chu, “Teacher Wen, I’ll be leaving now.”
Seeing her reaction, Wen Zi Chu smiled meaningfully and said, “Keep it up.”
Ling Zhen hurriedly ran out of the building with her small black bag slung over her shoulder.
As usual, Wei Xi was standing quietly at the entrance of the building.
Ling Zhen ran up to him, then suddenly looked embarrassed and softly whispered, “No, I suddenly need to go to the restroom…”
Wei Xi smiled and said, “Go.”
Ling Zhen directly handed her bag and phone to Wei Xi and ran to the first-floor restroom.
“I’ll be right there! Just a moment—”
On the other hand, after Ling Zhen left, Wen Zi Chu noticed a fluffy woolen scarf on the chair which Ling Zhen had left behind.
“Xiao Zhen…” Wen Zi Chu shook his head, grabbed the scarf, and quickly walked out to see it off.
Wei Xi held Ling Zhen’s phone, and a few seconds later, it rang.
Looking down, he saw a WeChat message.
[Teacher Wen: Don’t leave, your scarf is with me.]
Seeing the message, Wei Xi’s pupils darkened.
He slowly raised his head and stared coldly at the tall man who walked out of the building in the distance.
When Wen Zi Chu came out, he found that Ling Zhen was not there. The person holding her phone was the legendary villain of the book who had reformed.
Wen Zi Chu had always heard Ling Zhen describe this person as very kind and gentle, but he finally saw him up close…
… It doesn’t seem to be the case.
Wei Xi’s gaze was cold and full of menace, as if he was looking at a dead man. He stretched out his pale hand and said, “Scarf.”
The two men looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Wen Zi Chu handed him the scarf.
Wei Xi took it, shook it, as if there was something dirty on it.
Then, in front of Wen Zi Chu, he opened Ling Zhen’s phone and directly deleted Wen Zi Chu’s entire chat window.
Wen Zi Chu, “…”
After doing all this, Wei Xi looked up and asked, “Is there anything else?”
Having lived in the human world for so many years, this was the first time Wen Zi Chu had encountered such a person.
This person’s cold and stern aura was almost intimidating.
Wen Zi Chu scrutinized Wei Xi for a moment before speaking, “Your disguise is too overboard. Once exposed, you’ll suffer the consequences.”
Hearing this, Wei Xi smiled.
“Don’t concern yourself with things that don’t concern you…” Wei Xi smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes, and his voice seemed even colder. “This is my warning.”
When Ling Zhen came out, she saw Wei Xi carefully holding her scarf and exclaimed in surprise, “Huh? Did I take my scarf off? I was just wondering if I had left it behind.”
Wei Xi replied frankly, “Yes, I took it.”
Ling Zhen reached out her hand and said, “Then I’ll wear it.”
Wei Xi raised his hand and stopped her, “Go home, wash it, and then wear it.”
Ling Zhen, “…?”
Her scarf wasn’t dirty!
On her way home, Ling Zhen kept thinking about what she wanted to say to Wei Xi and tried to bring it up several times.
But she couldn’t bring herself to say it even when she reached home. At the end, she could only sigh helplessly.
After getting out of the car, the two went home together.
Ling Zhen was lost in thought when she heard Wei Xi suddenly ask, “Did you meet anyone at the dance troupe?”
Ling Zhen casually replied, “I mainly got to know Teacher Wen.”
Hearing the name, Wei Xi raised an eyebrow and asked, “Who?”
Ling Zhen said, “He’s a very skilled dancer. I’ve heard he’s internationally famous, and he’s still very young.”
“To have achieved such fame at such a young age is quite impressive. All the girls in our troupe admire him…”
Wei Xi remained silent.
Ling Zhen talked on and on about other men.
Even after entering the house, Ling Zhen was still saying, “I saw his dance videos, and it’s truly hard to imagine that a man can make such flexible movements…”
The lights in the house weren’t on yet, and in the darkness, gloomy thoughts tend to breed more easily.
She’s so attractive.
He can kick anyone out of her life, whether they’re surname Gu, Shen, or Wen. But she was like a light, and countless insects kept flying towards her.
“I’m not even sure if I could do that jump. He’s really amazing—”
Before Ling Zhen could finish speaking, the man suddenly covered her mouth.
His fingers were cold, but his palm was warm. Ling Zhen’s eyes immediately widened, and she didn’t dare to move.
The scent of cedar was mixed with a hint of mint, and Wei Xi’s warm breath brushed against her cheek.
