Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

I don't know how much time passed, but the lights came on again.

As everyone gradually recovered from their shock, they were all still shaken.

"Ah Yuan—"

Xiang Mingche shouted and ran to Si Yuan, hugging her.

"Ah Yuan, what's wrong?"

His shout drew everyone's attention to Si Yuan.

Si Yuan is the most outstanding daughter of the Si family, and can be regarded as a model of a wealthy young lady.

In front of others, she is always dignified, poised, and graceful.

This was the first time anyone had seen her like this.

She sat on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably, almost to the point of spasm.

His hair was soaked with sweat, and his face was as white as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He was in a terrible state, yet also exuded a fatal vulnerability.

"Oh dear, Miss Si, what's wrong? Why are you trembling so badly and sweating so much?"

Si Yuan felt her blood run cold as she was stared at by a series of gazes, some surprised, some curious, and some suspicious.

She instinctively tried to get up, wanting to tell everyone that she was alright.

But his legs seemed to be broken, and he couldn't stand up at all. His throat also felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

"oops--"

Si Yingying suddenly screamed and ran to Si Yuan, "Sister, are you having a relapse?"

These words caused an uproar in the crowd.

Xiang Mingche frowned and looked at Si Yingying, "Yingying, what nonsense are you talking about? A Yuan is perfectly healthy. She was just frightened by the sudden darkness."

Si Yingying rubbed her fingers helplessly. "I'm not lying. The woman who swapped me and my sister... who is also my sister's biological mother, when she has an episode, she looks exactly like my sister now..."

Si Yingying's words immediately put Si Yuan in the spotlight.

The matter of the real and fake heiresses in the Si family is known to everyone in the circle.

Although Si Qingwan did not hold Si Yuan's biological parents accountable for switching children, she still kept Si Yuan in the Si family and treated her as her own daughter.

Even so, it doesn't change the fact that Si Yuan's parents are scum that everyone hates.

Si Yingying looked at Si Yuan with concern, "Not only is she trembling all over, but she has also lost her voice and can't speak."

Guest A: "Could this be some kind of hereditary disease?"

Guest B: "What kind of genetic disease would cause this reaction?"

Guest C: "Whether it's a hereditary disease or not, can't Miss Si prove it by speaking?"

Guest Ding: "That's right, Miss Si Yuan, say something!"

Speak up!

Speak up!

Everyone was pressuring Si Yuan to speak. Si Yuan was sweating profusely, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.

"It really is a hereditary disease! If it is, we'd better stay away from her."

"Young Master Xiang, Miss Si Yuan is your fiancée. You don't care that she's a fake heiress and insist on marrying her, but this hereditary disease is terrifying. You need to think this through!"

"Exactly, what if it's passed on to the child?"

"child?"

Someone chuckled sarcastically, "I don't know how the Si family raises their daughter. Si Aofu has been married to Fu Qidong for three years and still hasn't gotten pregnant. Maybe it's because the Si family has bad feng shui."

In wealthy families, feng shui and offspring are the most important factors.

If a woman has a genetic disease or bad feng shui and cannot have children, then she is basically out of luck when it comes to marriage alliances.

Si Aofu stood in the shadows, her face gloomy and terrifying.

She felt a sense of satisfaction seeing Si Yuan's pale face and helpless state, yet she also hated that Si Yuan had dragged her into the vortex of public opinion again.

Xiang Mingche seemed to be influenced by everyone's words, his face was quite gloomy and ugly, and his gaze towards Si Yuan was full of complex emotions.

Si Yingying clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms until they bled and bled.

Do not--

It's not a hereditary disease!

Si Yuan has a phobia of the dark; she can only fall asleep with the lights on at night.

This weakness was known only to Xiang Mingche, besides the Si family.

Xiang Mingche only found out about the incident when the elevator malfunctioned and became pitch black inside. Si Yuan fell down and clung to him tightly, unable to speak for several hours.

Only now did Si Yuan finally understand.

Whether it was Wang Congrong showing her the photo album, Xiang Mingche's absent-mindedness, or Xiang Shuiyao's hesitation, it was all because of her.

She understood everything.

Today's first birthday party is a siege against her by Xiang Mingche, Wang Congrong, and Si Yingying.

Xiang Mingche knew she had a phobia of the dark, and he used this to make her a target of public criticism.

Then Si Yingying brought up the topic of her family's hereditary disease.

Finally, using the guests' words, he proposed breaking off the engagement or finding a different fiancée.

Oh--

Ha ha--

How stupid!

She is still conflicted today because of how good Wang Congrong is to her.

Xiang Mingche, who was seventeen, was saddened because he had broken his leg for her.

Unexpectedly, from the moment Wang Congrong said she wanted to see her, she had already fallen into the trap they had carefully created for her.

Si Yuan wanted to laugh more than cry.

Her gaze swept across the faces of the people, who were waving the banner of justice, seemingly standing up for Xiang Mingche.

Until I saw Bo Yusen—

His dark eyes gazed at her indifferently, his face expressionless, like that of an outsider.

Yes, he was an outsider in this whole affair.

Given their current relationship, Bo Yusen has neither the reason nor the status to stand up for her.

Otherwise, not only would he get himself into trouble, but all of Si Yuan's efforts would be in vain.

Si Yuan knew that if she spoke up, or even gave him a look, he might help her out of consideration for the time they had spent together.

But he didn't want her to be covered in filth; he wanted him to be clean and tidy.

She can use it as she pleases, but she can't let other people's foul language affect him.

Faced with the pressure from the crowd, Si Yuan did not rush to respond.

She lowered her head and took a deep breath.

Inhale for four seconds, exhale for six seconds.

Xiang Mingche knew she had a phobia of the dark, but he didn't know she had been seeing a psychologist.

She doesn't allow herself to have weaknesses, so she has to find a way to become an invincible person.

Following the psychologist's relief methods, Si Yuan's tense body gradually relaxed, and her trembling muscles were relieved.

Wang Congrong walked up to Si Yuan and looked at her with concern. "A Yuan, are you alright? Say something! You're making me so worried."

"If you don't speak up soon, I'll have to contact Qingwan."

Si Yuan looked at Wang Congrong, her eyes reddening.

Wang Congrong used to treat her really well. She would spoil and indulge Si Qingwan in ways that Si Qingwan wouldn't allow.

For her, Wang Congrong was like a second mother.

But why has she become someone she doesn't recognize?

Are they willing to give up anything for profit?

Wang Congrong looked very anxious and took out her phone to make a call, but Si Yuan stopped her hand.