Two-Faced Man

There is a monster in this world that specializes in tearing apart parent-child relationships, and its name is growing up.

Wu Wei had grown up.

Therefore, he was destined to drift further and further away from Wu Tian.

As children, there are naturally those who are willing to live entirely according to their parents' wishes.

Unfortunately, Wu Wei had never been that kind of person.

Wu Tian assumed that Wu Wei had been molded into a puppet by Lin Shen.

Perhaps that was true, but in reality, Wu Wei had spent about the same amount of time with Wu Tian as he had with Lin Shen—in fact, he had spent even more time with Wu Tian, because Lin Shen was truly busy.

So, why wasn't it Wu Tian who had the greater influence on him?

Therefore, Wu Wei always maintained that this was his own choice.

He did not want to become a person like Wu Tian; in his eyes, that was not true freedom.

If you are not powerful, how can you speak of freedom?

Free people often have to pay a greater price.

There has never been a flight that did not require resisting gravity.

A call from Lan Meng interrupted Wu Wei's train of thought.

"Wu Wei, emergency help needed."

"I'll be at Imperial University in ten minutes, tell me slowly."

Having just asked Lan Meng for a favor last night, Wu Wei was not arrogant enough to treat others as people he could summon or dismiss at will.

One must return favors; this is called personal character.

"Zhao Xin is confessing to me again."

Wu Wei's eyes flickered.

"Is that anything unusual?"

"This time is different from before. He made a huge scene, got a lot of people to help, and surrounded the area downstairs of my dormitory."

Wu Wei's expression turned very strange, and he asked directly, "Is he sick? Playing the public confession card?"

Although Wu Wei had no romantic experience, he knew that when two people were not in mutual agreement, using public opinion to pressure one party was the absolute height of stupidity.

Even if the other person were forced by public pressure to be with you, they would definitely regret it later.

Not to mention the possibility of the other person humiliating you in front of everyone.

Some things can only be done once both parties are in mutual agreement.

Since Zhao Xin was clearly suffering from unrequited love, what else could this be but stupidity?

Lan Meng was clearly very unhappy as well.

She held the phone away from her ear, and Wu Wei could hear the onlookers shouting "Get together! Get together!" through the line.

What a bunch of idiots, Wu Wei thought.

Does this have anything to do with any of you?

The more they did this, the less likely Lan Meng was to agree.

"Wu Wei, I need a shield, get here fast."

After Wu Wei ended the call, the first thought in his mind was actually:

Is Lan Meng taking this opportunity to take advantage of me?

Although thinking this way was a bit like judging a gentleman with a villain's heart, there was no helping it—who told him to be so handsome?

Lan Meng's desire to pursue him was probably just as urgent as Zhao Xin's desire to pursue Lan Meng.

But even so, this was a favor that had to be done.

Using such things to pressure a girl was classless.

What's more, Lan Meng was considered his friend.

Ten minutes later, Wu Wei arrived at the scene and, sure enough, saw Lan Meng surrounded by many people, along with Zhao Xin holding a bouquet of flowers.

Zhao Xin's affectionate eyes were fixed tightly on Lan Meng, with no one else existing in his gaze.

Lan Meng, however, looked gloomy, her eyes darting around. The moment she saw Wu Wei appear, she instantly brightened up.

"Wu Wei, over here."

Lan Meng waved at Wu Wei the moment she saw him.

In an instant, the onlookers' gazes were drawn to Wu Wei as well.

Wu Wei frowned; he did not like this feeling.

It wasn't that he didn't want to show off, but he didn't want to show off like this.

Competing for a woman with someone like Zhao Xin—winning would only be a matter of course.

Despite this, Wu Wei still walked toward Lan Meng.

When he reached her side, Lan Meng unceremoniously hooked her arm through his and said to Zhao Xin in a very solemn tone, "Sorry, I already have a boyfriend."

The surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar.

Zhao Xin took two steps back, his face ashen.

"That's impossible, Mengmeng. You must be lying to me, right? You're just using Wu Wei as a shield, that has to be it."

"You guessed wrong. Wu Wei really is my boyfriend."

Internally, Lan Meng gave Zhao Xin a thumbs-up.

He was truly a god-tier assist.

Otherwise, she really wouldn't have had an excuse to announce something like this in public.

Zhao Xin looked at Wu Wei, his eyes full of expectation.

"Wu Wei, you aren't Lan Meng's boyfriend, right?"

Lan Meng pinched Wu Wei hard, signaling for him to help her get through this.

Wu Wei smiled and then spoke, "That's right, I am not."

Helping was one thing, but Wu Wei would not repeat the mistakes Wu Tian had made back in the day.

The scummy thing about a "central air conditioner" type of guy is that he makes everyone feel the same warmth; such a "nice guy" is nothing more than a scumbag.

Wu Wei would not do that; he would make things clear from the very beginning.

If the other party remained obsessed, that was their own problem.

He would only do what he ought to do.

"You guessed right, I am indeed a shield Lan Meng called over. However, if you'll pardon my bluntness, this way of confessing is truly moronic. Keep moving yourself to tears if you want, I'm taking Lan Meng away now."

Wu Wei didn't want to waste any more time with Zhao Xin, even though he did actually want to ask him a few things.

Wu Wei did not notice that after he turned around, Lan Meng and Zhao Xin exchanged a brief glance.

In Lan Meng's eyes was disappointment, while Zhao Xin's held guilt.

But in his heart, Zhao Xin was actually jubilant.

"You performed well this time."

"Just as I said, as long as you put your mind to it, you will be more outstanding than anyone else. Whether it's Lan Meng or Wu Wei, they will both be played right in the palm of your hand."

Zhao Xin ignored this voice, simply watching the backs of Wu Wei and Lan Meng as they walked away, gradually becoming entranced.

To outsiders, he was naturally looking at Lan Meng.

Only he himself knew that the person he was looking at—was Wu Wei.

Lan Meng's thoughts were also in turmoil at this moment.

She recalled her conversation with Zhao Xin earlier that morning.

"Lan Meng, I want to have a serious talk with you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Don't you want to win Wu Wei over?"

That sentence gave Lan Meng the patience to listen to him.

"To like someone is to be happy as long as they are happy. If you are truly certain that you will be happy once you win Wu Wei over, then I will help you win him."

"How will you help?"

"By helping you create a scene and atmosphere that Wu Wei won't be able to refuse."

Thus, the scene Wu Wei witnessed came to be.

Unfortunately, the result was not what Lan Meng had expected, but it was exactly what Zhao Xin had envisioned.

"Wu Wei, you truly didn't disappoint me.

With this, there will be one less rival in love, right?

I really can't fathom how such a perfect man as you could exist in this world.

I can't think about it anymore, or I'll get hard."