Volume One, Chapter 18: Then Who Do You Love?

Wen Zhi did not resist and nodded slightly.

When he went to open the door, Wen Zhi realized her hands were covered in warm sweat, her cheeks burning hot, her breath slightly heavy, and her heart pounding like a drum.

He still got angry just like before, fierce as ever. Although she wanted to do a livestream with Shen Nianchi, their relationship couldn’t be trending on social media again.

And the way he was so angry… it made her feel something was off.

At the door.

“How did you find this place?” Shen Nianchi’s expression was cold and detached as he spoke.

Wei Yuan, wearing a black down jacket and holding a livestream camera, saw that Shen Nianchi had opened the door and his smile froze awkwardly. “Teacher Shen…”

Shen Nianchi’s face showed no emotion. “What do you want?”

“Well… uh, isn’t this Wen Zhi’s place?”

Wei Yuan felt embarrassed; he clearly remembered that Wen Zhi’s address was here.

He hadn’t expected to find him here…

Looks like his chance to go on a date with Wen Zhi was ruined. He switched off the camera.

Seeing this, Shen Nianchi finally spoke, “This is my home, Wen Zhi lives here too.”

Living together?

The two of them—he wasn’t wrong about their relationship being unusual. But since both took part in the dating show and probably weren’t together yet, he still had hope.

Hearing this, Wei Yuan’s expression stiffened further, and he awkwardly smiled. “Well… Teacher Shen, I was just looking for Wen Zhi…”

“Who said you could look for her?”

As Wei Yuan tried to step inside, Shen Nianchi blocked his way with a stern face. “Who gave you permission to come in?”

Hearing the clear hostility in his voice, Wei Yuan’s heart skipped a beat.

His face darkened. “Teacher Shen, what are you doing… I’m just looking for Wen Zhi…”

Shen Nianchi said expressionlessly, “She doesn’t want to see you.”

Doesn’t want to see…?

Wei Yuan’s pupils contracted sharply, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

Shen Nianchi stood firm, emotionless, “She doesn’t want to see you, and I won’t let you see her. I warn you, stay away from her!”

Wei Yuan’s face changed. “Teacher Shen, you two aren’t even together yet, what right do you have to stop me?”

His voice rose several octaves.

He had thought there was no chance since they were already a couple, but now it seemed possible!

Such a great opportunity—how could he give up?

“You don’t deserve her. Don’t bother her anymore!”

Wei Yuan was stunned. “What do you mean by that?”

“Think about it!”

Shen Nianchi’s voice was freezing cold, radiating an intense pressure.

This man was so aggressive that Wei Yuan’s momentum instantly faltered.

Shen Nianchi snorted coldly and glanced at his watch.

Time was ticking. She should be almost done eating by now.

Just as Shen Nianchi was about to close the door, Wen Zhi’s voice came from behind him: “Brother, who’s there?”

Before “No one” could be said, Wei Yuan beat him to it: “Junior schoolmate…”

The moment Wei Yuan saw Wen Zhi, his eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face.

Shen Nianchi gripped the doorknob tightly, his face completely darkening.

Senior…?

Wen Zhi walked over beside Shen Nianchi, frowning slightly, puzzled as she looked at the man before her. “How did you get here?”

“I… came to find you! Wanted to do a livestream together.” Wei Yuan’s smile grew wider.

A livestream?

Wen Zhi’s expression turned strange, and she glanced at Shen Nianchi. “Brother, Teacher Shen… this…”

She didn’t know how to handle it. She had just made him angry, and now her senior was here inviting her to livestream. What was she supposed to do?

Shen Nianchi’s eyes darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly, a warning glint in his gaze.

Seeing this, Wen Zhi hurriedly shook her head. “I… I’m just drinking lemon water…”

Wei Yuan’s face stiffened, his smile vanished, and he looked at her disappointedly. “Not even giving me a chance?”

Just as Wei Yuan finished speaking, the cold chill radiating from Shen Nianchi made Wen Zhi shrink her neck. “Senior, sorry…”

Shen Nianchi snorted coldly, his gaze deepening as he reached out and slammed the door shut.

Bang—

At the same time, the three received a message from the show’s production team: [Shen Nianchi and Wei Yuan failed to team up. Since the camera caught all three together, the originally planned two-person date has been changed to a three-person date arranged by the production team.]

The official show blog posted the news, and instantly the hashtag #CloseAtHand# shot back up the trending list, causing fans to erupt.

“Wei Yuan? What is he doing!!!”

“Ahhhhh! A three-person date, what now?”

“Waaah, my husband and wife!”

“Oh my god, the production team’s itinerary is going to be so exhausting!”

“Ahhhh! Hasn’t she had enough lemon water yet?”

…

Outside the door, Wei Yuan stared at the closed door, his face dark and stormy.

He gritted his teeth, furrowing his brows with resentment. “How can he do this!”

After saying this, he knocked on the door again and again, but no one answered.

Inside, all was silent, not a sound.

His hands turned red and stiff.

Inside the room.

Shen Nianchi dragged Wen Zhi back to the dining table. Wen Zhi looked at the wrist he was holding; it hurt a bit. “Brother… I…”

She was about to explain but was interrupted. “Eat!”

Wen Zhi froze for a few seconds. Seeing his gloomy face, she shrank back in fear and obediently closed her mouth, burying her head low.

He was so scary when angry; she felt she might die if she said another word.

She stole a glance at him. His expression was extremely dark, surrounded by a chilling aura, exuding an oppressive feeling that sent shivers down her spine…

What on earth was wrong with him?!

He got angry just because she didn’t want to livestream with him?

When did he become so petty?

Shen Nianchi looked at the untouched breakfast on the table and frowned. “You haven’t eaten?”

Wen Zhi shook her head. “I already ate, but not much. Brother… please don’t be angry!”

She had no idea how Wei Yuan found this place; she hadn’t told him.

“Um… he’s not your boyfriend, right?”

Wen Zhi was still trying to figure out how she had made him angry but couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation when Shen Nianchi’s voice came from above her head, “You’re not right for him.”

Hearing this, Wen Zhi shook her head repeatedly. “No, we’re just schoolmates… uh… Brother, I don’t like him…”

Upon hearing this, Shen Nianchi’s expression softened slightly. He picked up a piece of bread and casually said, “Then who do you like?”

“Huh?”

Wen Zhi was stunned for a few seconds but said nothing.

Who did she like?

She couldn’t say…

Seeing the troubled expression on Wen Zhi’s face, Shen Nianchi clicked his tongue and handed her a glass of milk. “Drink this.”

Wen Zhi took it and then noticed the messages on the phone to her left. She froze completely.

What was Qin Yi up to?

Shen Nianchi glanced at her, his gaze falling on the phone. He clenched his teeth, and from deep in his throat came a cold voice: “Now you don’t have to worry anymore.”