Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Looking into their eyes, Yan Weixi quickly realized that they had all misunderstood.

She punched Fan Ling directly in the head, making his head throb with pain.

"You are allowed to talk nonsense."

Fan Ling covered his head and cried with tears in his eyes: "I was wrong to hit you with the tonic, I will do it again next time."

Fan Ling immediately became honest: "Last time Xi Xi gave me a ride home, but she didn't let me sit in the passenger seat. That's all, that's all."

He couldn't very well say that he was treated like a pendant, swaying in the wind, that would be too embarrassing!

He doesn't want it.

Upon hearing this, the others turned their gaze away.

After finishing her meal, Yan Weixi went back to rest.

After school in the afternoon, as she packed her schoolbag and was about to leave, a figure appeared before her eyes.

She looked up and saw Ji Xingyi standing in front of her, wearing a light sun-protective long shirt, her expression calm, neither angry nor happy.

He placed the notebook on Yan Weixi's desk: "I've made a summary of this morning's math lesson. Please annotate the key points and study them on your own. If you don't understand anything, feel free to call me. Please don't disturb me while I'm sleeping, thank you."

Just as Ji Xingyi was about to leave, she remembered something and left a word of advice: "Go to bed earlier in the future. Lack of sleep is bad for your health."

After saying that, Ji Xingyi left in a hurry without waiting for Yan Weixi to say thank you, as he still had to rush back to help with the company's business.

Yan Weixi didn't rush to leave. Instead, she casually opened the pure black leather notebook on the table. The handwriting was neat but with a hint of loose, cursive writing.

Each key point is written in red, and examples are written in blue to reinforce the understanding of the knowledge points.

Difficult points are marked with black pen annotations and then highlighted with a highlighter.

It looks diverse and complex, but it is arranged very clearly and does not appear chaotic, making it easy to understand at a glance.

It's clear that Ji Xingyi made some adjustments considering whether she could understand her notes and thought process.

Yan Weixi put away her notebook, planning to ask Banban what he liked to eat when she got home that night, and bring him some as a thank-you gift tomorrow.

After all, taking notes is not an easy task.

on the way back.

Yan Weixi asked the little panda, "Kitty, can you show me the attention value?"

"I'm going to check out the attention levels of other people."

As long as she knows the attention levels of Jian Luoyue and Shen Yunchi, she can find out their relationship.

The red panda stammered, "It...broke off our friendship..."

Yan Weixi: "?"

"It said if I doubted it, it would put me back in jail."

Back home, Yan Weixi ate and took a shower before starting to study Ji Xingyi's notes. With her existing knowledge, she finished in less than half an hour.

After finishing her studies and packing her schoolbag, she was about to play a game when she felt dizzy and fell asleep immediately.

*

The rain poured down relentlessly.

The boy, dressed in all black, fled in a hurry. The rain washed away the bloodstains on his body, quickly staining it. Exhausted, he turned into a small-looking shop.

He wouldn't have even considered coming in if he hadn't been too exhausted to run.

He had just entered when he realized it was a clothing store. At that moment, the store owner was introducing her clothes to a short girl who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old.

"Little Xixi, you always take care of my business, so it's normal for me to give you a few pieces of clothing."

The girl shook her head and said bluntly, "No, sister, you're facing such difficulties in the early stages of starting your business, and you've also broken ties with your family. You should save as much money as you can."

Upon hearing footsteps, the two looked up.

The boy walked in weakly, his blood stains spreading across the floor like red flowers.

When he saw the landlady, he said with a guilty look, "I'm sorry, boss, I accidentally dirtied your floor. I'll pay you back. Could you let me hide for a moment?"

"What's wrong with you?" The boss instinctively shielded Yan Weixi behind him, looking at him warily.

"I was kidnapped by human traffickers, but I just escaped... I'm too exhausted to run anymore... Could you please help me? After they leave... I'd like to borrow your phone to call my family... They'll give you money..."

The boy, his mind hazy and confused, uttered incoherent and unrecognizable words.

The boss hesitated, afraid of getting herself into trouble.

The girl noticed the shop owner's suspicion. Her shop was right there, and if hiding someone there would cause trouble, what would happen?

The girl tugged at the shopkeeper's sleeve: "Sister, could you secretly open a back door for us?"

The boss understood her meaning and looked worried: "He's of unknown origin. What if he hurts you?"

"It's okay, the bodyguard will help me."

The boss glanced at the boy, who was so weak he was about to faint, gritted his teeth, and handed the key to the girl: "Xixi, go open the back door and leave quickly. I'll come back to you for the key tomorrow. I'll stay here to wipe the bloodstains clean."

"Okay!" After Yan Weixi took the keys, she asked the bodyguard to roughly check whether the boy was carrying any sharp objects that could threaten his life.

The boy seemed to understand that this was his only option, so he had no choice but to let them inspect him.

If it weren't for the fact that his leg injury was causing him great pain and he was about to faint, and that the people behind him were catching up, he would never have trusted others so easily.

You'll either be deceived or captured and tortured.

Since you're going to face certain death either way, you might as well take a gamble on the unknown and survive.

The tall, burly bodyguard skillfully searched his body, then quickly hoisted him up. "Miss, let's go."

"Ah."

The girl led them to the back door, and didn't forget to call her driver to come and pick them up.

Fortunately, location sharing was available, and the driver found them quickly.

The bodyguard pushed the boy inside before the girl went in herself.

The journey was filled with close calls but ultimately without major incident.

Only after getting into the car did the girl breathe a sigh of relief: "Uncle, take us to the hospital."

The boy grabbed her hand, his brow furrowed, and said weakly, "Don't go to the hospital..."