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

Si Yingying has changed a lot.

But in Si Qingwan's view, she was still not qualified to be a daughter of the Si family.

Si Yingying spends all her time reading or practicing the piano when she gets home; she's practically worn out.

Finally, Si Qingwan wasn't home, so she locked the door and wanted to send a WeChat message to Xiang Mingche to chat.

Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the door.

Si Yingying rolled her eyes, speechless. "I'm reading, and nobody's allowed to disturb me!"

"Really? Then I'll be going?"

Upon hearing Xiang Mingche's voice, Si Yingying excitedly jumped out of bed.

Before opening the door, she deliberately pulled her pajamas down a little.

"Brother Mingche—"

Xiang Mingche, with his suave and carefree demeanor, asked, "Don't you want to see me?"

"Oh, of course not..."

Si Yingying grabbed Xiang Mingche's hand, pulled him into the room, and closed the door.

She complained tearfully, "Brother Mingche, I missed you so much! You finally deigned to come see me."

Xiang Mingche bent down to look at her, "Oh dear~~~ You look so wronged, let me see if you're about to lose your little pearls?"

"Hmph... I won't cry."

"Alright, alright..."

Xiang Mingche put his arm around Si Yingying's shoulder, "I've been too busy lately, and I finally got a breather today, so I came to see you all right away."

"So...did you go see your sister first? Or did you come to see me first?"

Si Yingying squirmed in Xiang Mingche's arms. When Xiang Mingche looked down, he saw the cleavage on her chest.

Si Yingying is inferior to Si Yuan in every way, except for her breasts.

Large and full, the kind of breasts men like.

Xiang Mingche was a normal man, and his eyes darkened instantly.

Knowing that Si Yingying was interested in him, he chuckled, leaned down and whispered suggestively in Si Yingying's ear, "Guess."

Xiang Mingche has a very pleasant voice, and his flirting skills are also very sophisticated. With just two simple words, he can easily win over a naive girl like Si Yingying.

Si Yingying trembled, her cheeks and ears turning red. She shyly bumped into Xiang Mingche, saying, "I won't guess, you tell me yourself."

"Me..."

Xiang Mingche gently scratched Si Yingying's nose with his finger. "Of course, I'll go see my fiancée, A Yuan, first."

Si Yingying's face immediately fell, her emotions rising with jealousy and anger.

"Fiancée, fiancée, strictly speaking, I am your fiancée!"

"Yingying..."

Xiang Mingche tried to comfort Si Yingying, but Si Yingying suddenly hugged his waist, tears streaming down her face. "Brother Mingche, I love you... We are clearly destined to be together, why did you have to marry Si Yuan..."

Xiang Mingche was secretly pleased. A woman like Si Yingying, who was all looks and no brains, was too easy to manipulate.

"Yingying, this is a marriage agreement between our two families..."

"That was our engagement. Si Yuan is a thief. She stole my mother, she stole my life as a pampered young lady, and now she wants to steal you..."

Si Yingying cried, "I can give anything to Si Yuan, except you. Whenever I see you being affectionate with her, my heart aches so much I feel like I'm dying. How can I ever have you?"

There was no tenderness or affection in Xiang Mingche's eyes, only smugness and pride at his successful manipulation of her heart.

"Yingying, actually I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

When Sister Liu saw the scene in the room, she was startled. She lost her grip on the teapot and it fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Xiang Mingche and Si Yingying were both startled, and they separated as quickly as possible.

Upon seeing it was a maid, Si Yingying was furious. "Couldn't you knock?"

Sister Liu, still shaken by the memory of Xiang Mingche and Si Yingying's intimate embrace, repeatedly apologized, "I'm so sorry, Miss Yingying..."

Xiang Mingche grabbed her arm with such force that the maid's face turned ashen.

"Sister Liu, what did you just see?"

Meeting Xiang Mingche's clear, sinister gaze, Sister Liu was terrified. "I...I didn't see anything..."

"What's wrong?"

Upon hearing Si Yuan's voice, Xiang Mingche released the servant, "You know what you should and shouldn't say, right?"

"I know, I know..."

Xiang Mingche composed himself and just then saw Si Yuan and He Shuqing approaching.

Si Yuan looked at Xiang Mingche with deep, unwavering eyes. "I just heard a loud noise. Did something happen?"

Xiang Mingche chuckled and walked towards Si Yuan, "It's nothing. Sister Liu was unsteady on her feet and fell, breaking the teapot."

Si Yuan walked over to Sister Liu with concern, "Sister Liu, are you alright?"

Sister Liu shook her head, "It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Si Yuan smiled. "It's good that you're alright."

Then, she glanced at Si Yingying casually, "Yingying, why are your eyes so red? Did you cry? Did Mingche bully you?"

When He Shuqing looked over, Si Yingying immediately looked away. Besides Si Qingwan, He Shuqing was the person she feared the most.

Because her mother listens to He Shuqing.

Si Yingying gave a dry laugh. "No, how could Brother Mingche bully me? My eyes were just uncomfortable, so I used some eye drops."

Si Yuan looked as if she suddenly understood, "Oh, I see~"

Xiang Mingche reached out to pinch Si Yuan's cheek as usual, but Si Yuan dodged him, saying, "You have a smell that's awful."

Xiang Mingche froze, his expression almost giving way. He looked down and sniffed his clothes. "It's the smell of cigarettes. I've been too busy lately, I have to keep myself going with cigarettes."

Si Yuan didn't expose him; it wasn't the smell of cigarettes, but rather Si Yingying's perfume.

How close would the two people have to be for the perfume to stick between them?

Si Yuan gave a forced smile, "Smoking is bad for your health, you should smoke less."

"My darling still cares about me the most."

Xiang Mingche deliberately glanced at the time. "It's getting late. I need to go home and take a shower, lest my A-Yuan complain that I smell bad again."

Si Yingying was reluctant to part with Xiang Mingche, but because of Si Yuan and He Shuqing, she couldn't say anything. After saying "I'm going to read a book," she closed the door.

He Shuqing took in what had just happened and frowned.

Si Yuan smiled and looked at He Shuqing, "Let's go, Auntie, I'm still waiting for you to give me some advice."

Five minutes ago, Sister Liu brought tea upstairs, and Si Yuan went to find He Shuqing to take a look at the brooch she designed and give her some advice.

The two came over from He Shuqing's room at just the right time.

Entering Si Yuan's room, He Shuqing pulled Si Yuan to sit down. "Ah Yuan, how have you and Ming Che been lately?"

Si Yuan nodded obediently, "That's good. Why did you ask that, Auntie?"

"No...it's nothing, I'm just glad you're all okay..."

Si Yuan smiled, took out the design drafts and handed them to He Shuqing, "Auntie, these are all the drawings I made these past two days, but I'm not very satisfied with them. Could you take a look?"

He Shuqing took the blueprints and smiled, "Okay."

He Shuqing looked down at the blueprints and didn't see the chill in Si Yuan's eyes that was colder than an autumn night.