Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Seeing Wen Qiuli come out of her emotions, Ji Weiheng couldn't help but ask her curiously:

"Are you here at Yudu today to meet your friends? Why did you let someone who is not familiar with the location come here by yourself, and then break the appointment after you showed up?"

Wen Qiuli pushed the hair that was blown to the front behind her ears and said casually:

"Not really a friend. He's my fiancé whom I've never met. Both parents have discussed that we should meet more often to cultivate our relationship."

The word "fiancé" exploded in Ji Weiheng's mind like a thunderbolt.

He pressed his hands hard on the stone beneath him, as if trying to muster the courage to speak. After a few seconds, he finally spoke:

"You... have a fiancé?"

Wen Qiuli didn't care whether it would be inappropriate to tell these things to someone he had just met once, and simply explained the relationship between the two parties.

"Yes. My father needed a favor from someone, and the other party's parents were very satisfied with me, so they just agreed."

When Ji Weiheng heard that he needed help, the following image immediately appeared in his mind:

The powerful party coerced Wen Qiuli into entering into a marriage contract.

'This is not a consensual engagement.'

Ji Weiheng reacted immediately and came up with another statement that was more in line with his thoughts:

"Wen Qiuli has no special feelings for her fiancé."

That’s right, how could feelings develop between us when we’ve never even met each other?

Ji Weiheng was so excited that he could hardly suppress it. He recalled that Wen Qiuli's fiancé had stood her up today, and he seemed to be filled with indignation:

"He left you alone in the Imperial City today. Your fiancé doesn't look like a good person."

"I don't mean to say anything bad about him, but it's really unbecoming of a man to do something like this."

He deliberately exaggerated what his "fiancé" did, and seeing Wen Qiuli's brows furrowed more and more, he felt resentful towards the fiancé whom he had never met.

It was hard for Ji Weiheng not to feel a sense of unjust complacency.

"Don't mention him anymore."

Wen Qiuli didn't want to bring the topic back to her fiancé, so she ended the conversation.

Ji Weiheng took advantage of the opportunity when they were enjoying the sea breeze and his thoughts were scattered to chat with her about other things and secretly inquire about her preferences.

When it was around seven or eight in the evening, Wen Qiuli stood up:

"It's time to go back."

She did not let Ji Weiheng take her home. She got off the car when she reached a crowded place.

Then the two separated.

Ji Weiheng watched Wen Qiuli get into the car that came to pick him up from home, and then he turned around and went to a styling design store that he often went to.

In the store, all the lights were on, making it as bright as day.

Seeing Ji Weiheng coming in, the store's stylist Joseph immediately put down his work and came over to greet him.

"Master Ji, why are you here so late at night? You really make our little place shine."

Ji Weiheng sat directly on a chair in front of a mirror.

"Stop talking nonsense and change my hair color."

"Okay. The golden color you dyed before doesn't look good, right? I also have ice blue and pink vine colors..."

Joseph took a copy of the latest fashion magazine and handed it to Ji Weiheng, then pointed out the hairstyles in it and introduced them:

"This black purple and wine red both suit you very well. Under the lights of the Royal City at night, the atmosphere is amazing."

"No need for anything. Change it to black for me."

Ji Weiheng interrupted him.

When he touched his own overly dazzling golden hair, he suddenly remembered the rejection in Wen Qiuli's eyes when he first met her in Yu Metropolis.

Although she didn't say it explicitly at the time, Ji Weiheng still noticed this detail.

That's why he came here to change his hair color without hesitation.

Ji Weiheng thought that Wen Qiuli pleased him in every way.

Correspondingly, he also hoped that when he appeared in her eyes, there would be nothing that would displease her.

When I got home after dyeing my hair, it was already around eleven o'clock, almost twelve o'clock.

Ji Weiheng pushed open the door, and the light from the main hall suddenly fell into his eyes.

He blocked it with his hand and soon found his mother sitting on the sofa. She hadn't gone to bed yet, just sitting there, looking like she was ready to accuse him.

Ji Weiheng was still a little confused, but when he saw the mobile phone returned by Zhang Xu on the coffee table, he immediately understood.

It must be that Zhang Xu couldn't resist his mother's power and confessed that he had not met Miss Wen.

But so what.

Ji Weiheng smiled sarcastically.

She should have expected this outcome when she decided on the matter without her permission.

Ji Weiheng didn't even say hello, he took the phone from the coffee table and prepared to go upstairs.

"What's wrong with you today? You didn't even meet Xiaoli and... huh? You dyed your hair black."

Ji's mother was about to ask angrily, but when she looked up and saw Ji Weiheng's hair had returned to black, she swallowed the rest of the words.

My youngest son was very obedient when he was a teenager, just as he looked handsome and well-behaved in the photo album.

But at that time, Tianyang had just joined the company and his foundation was not stable, so she and her husband had little time to take care of him.

Later, I didn’t know when he changed.

The colors of his hair are all messed up, his friends are all messed up, and he often brings back some questionable women, saying they are his girlfriends.

But none of his girlfriends lasted long.

Before, he was just not as good as his elder son, but later on, he became more and more depraved.

Now seeing this suddenly, she couldn't help but feel dazed.

The short, messy black hair made him look less rebellious and less frivolous, and he looked well-behaved and docile, as if he had returned to a few years ago.

Once, the teenage Ji Weiheng pretended not to care and took home the first place in the grade, which made her look shy when she and her husband went to the school to attend the parents' meeting.

There was some guilt mixed in with these realizations.

Ji's mother immediately lost her critical mood and said with some relief:

"You look better with black hair. The girl from the Wen family also likes black hair. Your father and I have no other requirements for you. As long as you get along well with her, that's enough."

His last name is Wen, and he also likes black hair.

Ji Weiheng, who was planning to refute his mother, was a little stunned.

What a coincidence.

But, it's impossible.

Ji Weiheng shook his head, threw away the immature thoughts in his mind, turned to Ji's mother and said:

"I didn't dye my hair black for the daughter-in-law you were looking for. I already have someone I like, and I will never agree to the marriage you mentioned."

"If you don't want to embarrass both families, cancel the engagement as soon as possible."

When Ji's mother heard Ji Weiheng say that he had someone he liked, she was surprised at first, but then she thought of his ex-girlfriend and asked with some suspicion:

"Who do you like? Who is he? What family is he from? It can't be those internet celebrities you dated before."

"I won't agree to that. I don't care about their family background, but at least they have to have a clean family background, and most importantly, good character."