C23

The next morning, Wen Zhizhi woke up to the noise of the bell ringing. She turned around and saw that Qin Hanze was long gone.

After packing up his things, he hurried downstairs and saw Qin Hanze's breakfast. His heart warmed.

After rushing to school, Wen Zhizhi began to get busy. She went out to listen to her colleagues' daily gossip, and spent the rest of the time seriously criticizing her students' homework. Furthermore, the way she was taught was such that every student was very fond of her. The higher ups also began to pay attention to her.

After school, Qin Hanze's Maserati arrived on time.

"Zhizhi, your boyfriend is so punctual. He comes to pick you up every day. So considerate!"

Wen Zhizhi stood at the entrance of the car and waved to Qin Hanze as she rushed out.

After hurriedly bidding farewell to her colleagues, under the gaze of jealousy and envy, Wen Zhizhi got into the car and left the school gate.

"Where to next?"

Although she knew she might not get an answer, she still asked.

"You'll know when you get there."

Indeed, there was no trace of happiness or anger in his calm voice.

Qin Hanze glanced at Wen Zhizhi, who was bowing her head, and comforted her. "First, we'll take you to the hair salon. You can't be so casual with your friends."

Wen Zhizhi looked at her dressing, which did not seem to fit the dress up for the party, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the entrance.

"Go in, I've already arranged for the people inside."

Wen Zhizhi obediently got off the car and walked into the store. Her head was a little dizzy from the passionate and clean service of the employees.

The moment she opened her eyes, Wen Zhizhi could not believe that the person in front of her was her original self.

Her long black hair had been dyed flaxen, and it had been curled up into a small ball under the hair dryer. A crystal diamond hairpin was attached to the end of the hair, and the hairline was adorned with a double layer of shiny braid.

Her exquisite facial features accentuated her enchanting figure. Her fair skin didn't need to be covered with much makeup. With her blushing cheeks and tender red lips, even the stylist couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's so beautiful!"

After changing into a light purple skirting dress, a trace of awe flashed through the eyes of Qin Hanze, who had come to pick her up.

"Very pretty."

Hearing his praise, Wen Zhizhi shyly lowered her head. Her originally rosy face made her look even cuter.

"It's getting late, let's go." Qin Hanze bent his elbows and waited for her to naturally hook up and leave the place.

The car went to a nightclub, but there was a private box, and no other danger.

Opening the door, Qin Hanze introduced Wen Zhizhi to his colleagues, who started to hee. Because Wen Zhizhi's character was a little quiet, she excused herself and went to the washroom after exchanging a few pleasantries with them.

Wen Zhizhi had never been here before, so she could only wander around like a headless fly. Fortunately, she found the washroom after being reminded by the kind-hearted waiter.

When she came out and washed her hands at the tap, she suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Zizhi?"

Looking back, she was surprised to hear a familiar voice.

"Senior?" What a coincidence! " His polite greeting made Meng Qingyang feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Why are you here?"

Wenzhi wanted to explain it to him, but she was pulled aside.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." Qin Hanze looked at Meng Qingyang with a bit of hostility, while Wen Zhizhi stood at the side, feeling very embarrassed.

"Han Ze, he's my senior. He usually takes good care of me, so when we bumped into each other here, we just exchanged a few pleasantries."

"Since you're dating here, then I won't disturb you. Goodbye." Meng Qingyang's eyes were hurt by the scene in front of him. He immediately turned around and left, not wanting to stay any longer.

"Qin Hanze, what happened to you?!"

Wen Zhizhi was puzzled by his actions.

"In the future, you are not allowed to talk to any man other than me. Unless I allow it, you have to bear the consequences!" Qin Hanze glared at her, his cold expression making it hard for Wen Zhizhi to see the man in front of her for a moment.

Qin Hanze left without waiting for her reply. He didn't care whether Wen Zhizhi knew the way back to the private box or not.

"Crap, I forgot the number of the room. What should we do …" Wen Zhizhi looked at the dimly lit surroundings, and fear surged up from within her heart.

"Little sister, are you looking for big brother?"

The pungent smell of alcohol made Wen Zhizhi subconsciously cover her nose. She wanted to go around the drunkard in front of her, but she found the aisle was too narrow.

Wen Zhizhi tried to escape, but she tripped over her high heels and hit her head on the wall.

"Don't, don't come over!" As she shrunk towards the corner, Wen Zhizhi's body began to tremble uneasily.

"Han Ze, where are you, where are you …"

A terrifying figure surrounded Wen Zhizhi. When Wen Zhizhi felt the drunkard's disgusting palm touch her thigh, she instantly had the thought of suicide.

"If you come again, I'll die for you!"

The drunkard didn't take her threat seriously, but mocked her instead, "If you have the ability, then pretend to me. This temper of yours is pretty hot, let's see how big brother will treat you later!"

With that, half of Wen Zhizhi's dress was torn off.

"Bam!" In an instant, the impact caused the red liquid to flow down the wall.