"Yes."
Yu Wenli nodded, his expression obscured by the mist.
Tong Jiayi felt something was wrong and forced herself to be brave.
"Then you can't touch me. This is a kindness, and you can't repay kindness with enmity!"
"Heh."
A chilling, heartless laugh.
Yu Wenli slowly walked out of the mist, his dark eyebrows furrowed with a grave frost.
It was impossible to break through.
Tong Jiayi's heart sank. The next second, Yu Wenli flicked the cigarette butt with a single finger.
The small red ember hit the ground, as if it had landed on Tong Jiayi's heart.
It burned her, and she felt a moment of daze. By the time she came to her senses, Yu Wenli was already standing before her.
The young man was too tall, his shadow cast over her, making it impossible for her to even see the sun.
The unease in her chest reached its peak.
"You..."
Tong Jiayi spoke, her voice tight.
Yu Wenli took out his phone, cutting her off. "Look first."
Tong Jiayi hesitantly took the phone. After seeing its contents, her expression changed drastically, and she looked up.
"How did you know?!"
"Was it difficult?" Yu Wenli looked down and tapped the cigarette.
His tone was so indifferent it held no warmth.
"Bringing fan circle behavior to the school forum, do you think that's appropriate?"
Tong Jiayi's eyes darted away. "I, I, I was just complaining casually."
"Who knew they would go to the school forum and curse people..."
"You didn't know? Then why did you use a secondary account?"
Yu Wenli, biting his cigarette, looked up and gave her a mocking glance.
Tong Jiayi turned her face away, speechless.
Yes.
She had used a secondary account to instigate the fans to attack Wen Tingxue.
But she had been blinded by anger.
She had several large groups, and besides her dance fans, a significant portion were CP fans of her and Yu Wenli.
The post from last night, she didn't know who transferred it to the group.
Almost everyone tagged her, asking about her relationship with Yu Wenli.
She hadn't intended to step forward, after all, she wasn't even Yu Wenli's ex-girlfriend.
But those CP fans had truly believed in the sugar they had shipped between her and Yu Wenli.
Before Wen Tingxue appeared, she was the only girl who could get close to Yu Wenli.
They had also been seen eating together and entering and leaving hotels multiple times.
Therefore, many fans assumed they had been together.
Looking at those conversations and recalling past events, resentment arose in her heart. She used a secondary account to say a few true and false sour words.
She wouldn't deny it, she wanted to use public pressure to make Wen Tingxue retreat.
After all, she sincerely felt that Wen Tingxue did not deserve Yu Wenli.
If Wen Tingxue had background or strength, she would have said nothing, but she didn't.
How did she have the right to stand beside Yu Wenli?
She was not convinced.
She was truly not convinced.
Yu Wenli watched Tong Jiayi's expression with cold eyes, feeling a sense of disappointment.
He had always thought she was not the type of girl to be controlled by jealousy.
In the end, he had overestimated her.
Yu Wenli walked to the railing and lit a cigarette. The wind carried his voice over.
"Do you think these things, plus the forged chat logs and the things you said to Xiao Xue, will be exposed? How will your fans see you, how will the school teachers, classmates, and the entire dance industry see you?"
His low, noble voice, without the slightest ripple, discussed her fate.
Tong Jiayi stood rigidly in place, murmuring, "No, you can't do this..."
She stared intently at the tall, cold figure, fantasizing that he would change his mind.
However, in the next moment, the young man turned around, his gaze towards her utterly indifferent.
"Why? Because you saved A Rui? Do you think I still care about that now? You messed with someone you shouldn't have, and had thoughts you shouldn't have had. Why do you think I would let you off?"
He could see through the comments on the forum and bulletin board at a glance.
The students of Jiangcheng No. 1 High School weren't that idle. Even if they were truly interested in him and the little girl, there wouldn't be so many malicious comments overnight. Fortunately, the little girl didn't read the forums or bulletin boards, otherwise... Yu Wenli's eyes narrowed darkly.
Tong Jiayi shivered and pulled her jacket tighter, pulling out her trump card.
"You promised me three conditions, and there's one last one left. You can't go back on your word."
Shang Ziqian had not spared any effort to force Yu Wenli to break the contract. The two most severe incidents were: once he took her to a casino and she was almost gang-raped. Yu Wenli arrived and, without fighting, gambled with Shang Ziqian. He won narrowly. Another time, Yu Wenli publicly denied their rumors. Shang Ziqian went mad and almost threw her off the highway.
Tong Jiayi knew Yu Wenli felt guilty towards her, so she deliberately lifted her clothes, revealing a section of her fair waist. Pointing to a scar there, the length of a finger, she said in despair, "This is what I got at the casino, Yu Wenli, these are the scars I received for you! You can't go back on your word to me because of Wen Tingxue!"
Yu Wenli said expressionlessly, "I told you to stay away from me, but you didn't listen." From the moment Shang Ziqian targeted her, he had told her more than once not to get too close to him, as it would bring trouble. It was she who didn't listen. The promise he made was to compensate, not to give her a reason to push her luck.
Tong Jiayi's expression was blank for a moment, then tears streamed down her face. "Then what do you mean? Are you determined to force me into a dead end? Yu Wenli, do you care about her that much?"
"Yes," Yu Wenli nodded without hesitation. "I care about her a lot. Whoever makes her shed a tear, I'll make them shed two."
Tong Jiayi laughed despairingly. No wonder. Just when the bulletin board and forum were unanimously expecting them to get back together, he publicly asked Wen Tingxue to watch a movie. He even, knowing she had liked those comments, unhesitatingly slapped her in the face.
Tong Jiayi raised her hand and wiped away her tears, trying to maintain her last shred of dignity. "How about this, we each take a step back. I promise this is the last time. You let me go, and the three conditions will be voided." Her fame couldn't compare to his. If he intended to ruin her, with what he had, she wouldn't be able to turn things around.
Yu Wenli took a puff of his cigarette. "Are you sure?"
"Sure," Tong Jiayi feared he wouldn't believe her. "I can swear."
"I don't believe that," Yu Wenli raised his hand and flicked the ash. He said unhurriedly, "I have saved all the evidence. If you dare to make another move, I will not be polite. Remember, absolutely not." He lifted his eyes to look at her, his dark pupils devoid of any emotion.
Tong Jiayi shivered, but before he left, she still asked the question: "Why her?" Why not me? What am I worse than her? I met you first. Why can't it be me who stands by your side? Why is Wen Tingxue inferior to me in every way, yet your eyes are full of her? These questions had troubled Tong Jiayi since Wen Tingxue appeared. She didn't understand, and she was not convinced.
Tong Jiayi thought Yu Wenli wouldn't answer, but unexpectedly, on his last step out of the rooftop, he stopped.
Tong Jiayi looked up as if sensing something. The breeze brushed through the boy's bangs, making his eyebrows appear gentle.