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

The Si family now has two daughters.

Xiang Mingche met Li Jiale's provocative gaze and gave him a warning look.

He then put his arm around Si Yuan's shoulder and laughed, "Of course, I can't wait to marry Si Yuan."

"Isn't that coming soon? Miss Si Yuan only has six months left before you two can get married."

"Yes, I'm extremely anxious!"

Si Yuan's fake smile was about to crumble, and she glanced at Si Yingying.

Si Yingying glared at her with resentment and hatred.

After blowing out the candles, the lively party officially began.

Everyone smeared a lot of cake on Xiang Mingche's face. Si Yuan didn't want to get cake on herself, so she retreated to a corner.

"Did you really make the tie you sent to Mingche yourself?"

A hint of disgust flashed in Si Yuan's eyes. Like a leech?

She follows me wherever I go.

So annoying!

"Hmph, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

Si Yuan glared at him coldly. "That's right, I didn't make that tie myself. I bought it for 29.9 at a small goods store."

Li Jiale: "..."

"What? You don't believe me?"

"Heh—I wonder what Xiang Mingche's mood and expression will be when he finds out that the gift you gave him was only worth 29.9."

"If you're so eager to know, you can simply go and tell him."

Xiang Mingche saw Li Jiale clinging to Si Yuan, his face darkened and he was quite annoyed, but he refrained from disturbing the two.

Xiang Mingche was considered a senior member of this club. To celebrate his birthday, the club put up a banner wishing him a happy birthday.

Jiang Lai and Zheng Meimei walked into the club together and immediately saw the banner.

"Is he the heir of the Xiang family?"

"Yes, he's also Si Yuan's fiancé. I heard he's celebrating his birthday here tonight."

Zheng Meimei's eyes darted around. "Si Yuan agreed to compete with you, probably because she felt that even if she lost, with Xiang Mingche backing her up, we couldn't do anything to her."

Jiang Lai gave a haughty snort, "The Xiang family is already on the decline. It won't be long before they fall out of the top five families. The Si family, which rose to power through physical prowess, will naturally follow suit."

The thought that Si Yuan would never be able to act arrogantly again made Zheng Meimei extremely happy.

"Lai Lai, how's your brooch design coming along? Even if you don't tell Ninth Master, will he be able to recognize your design at a glance?"

"certainly."

Jiang Lai was quite confident: "My uncle likes to keep birds. He has a special bird-keeping base. As long as I use bird elements, my uncle will definitely like it."

Bo Yusen is Jiang Lai's uncle.

Apart from a few close friends of Bo Yusen and Zheng Meimei, who was closest to Jiang Lai, no one else knew about this.

Because of the good secrecy, it cannot be found online.

"Great, Si Yuan is doomed this time! I'm going to record her embarrassing moments with my camera. Even if Xiang Mingche comes, it won't do any good."

Zheng Meimei was already excited. "Lai Lai, I asked the manager to arrange a few male models for me. I'm sure you'll like them."

Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow, patted Zheng Meimei on the shoulder, and said, "Well done, let's go."

Just as the two were heading to the private room, Jiang Lai spotted Bo Yusen and immediately pulled Zheng Meimei to hide.

"Damn... what's my uncle doing here?"

Jiang Lai was still afraid of Bo Yusen. After all, her mother and father couldn't bear to hit her, but her uncle didn't care so much.

Zheng Meimei was also very scared. If Bo Yusen found out that she had taken Jiang Lai to find male models, she would be finished.

"Lai Lai... what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Run! If my uncle sees us, we're both dead."

The two men arrived arrogantly, but then slunk away in disgrace.

The sweet smells of cake, alcohol, cigarettes, and perfume—

The mixed smells made Si Yuan's stomach very uncomfortable.

She rubbed her stomach and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, left the private room to get some fresh air.

"Ah Yuan—"

Xiang Mingche chased after him.

He drank quite a bit tonight; his face was flushed, and he was walking unsteadily.

Si Yuan watched him quietly, without walking towards him as usual, nor reaching out to help him.

Xiang Mingche seemed to sense something, took a few big steps over, and hugged her. "I was so nervous when I didn't see you."

Si Yuan clenched her fists tightly, her little face expressionless.

What's the panic?

When he decided to marry Si Yingying, shouldn't he have already realized that they were destined to separate?

Suppressing her anger and agitation, she gently pushed him away. "It's too stuffy in there. I just came out for some fresh air, not leaving. What's the rush?"

"Mmm~~~ I don't want to be apart from you for even a second."

Oh--

What heartfelt words! If she hadn't known the truth, she would have been fooled.

"Oh, right, A-Yuan—"

Xiang Mingche took out the tie that Si Yuan had given her from his pocket and placed it in Si Yuan's hand. "It's a gift you gave me, so tie it for me yourself."

Si Yuan held up the tie that cost 29.9 yuan. "This color doesn't really match your blue shirt."

"It's a match! I mean it. As long as you tie it for me yourself, it's the best."

Xiang Mingche's eyes were incredibly gentle, and Si Yuan watched him act coquettishly, her chest heaving.

She still remembers that she learned to tie a tie because Xiang Mingche could never tie one properly.

Every day, he would drive a long way to the Si family home with a tie in his hand, asking Si Yuan to tie it for him.

He put his arm around her waist and said, "Ah Yuan, what would I do without you!"

But now... he doesn't want her anymore.

Let's make this the last time.

It's also a way of repaying him for all those years of care, companionship, and favoritism he showed me.

As usual, Xiang Mingche bent down to let Si Yuan tie his tie. He looked at Si Yuan intently, his heart fluttering with excitement.

What a nice view--

His Ah Yuan is stunningly beautiful.

Even if Si Yingying stayed in the capital for ten thousand years, she would never have the charm of A Yuan.

Her skin was so white it was translucent, and her delicate face was flawless.

His gaze lingered on Si Yuan's lips. Her lips were beautiful, even without lipstick, they were still alluring.

I want to kiss you so much!

His throat bobbed, and Xiang Mingche, holding Si Yuan's slender waist, couldn't help but lower his head—

Si Yuan noticed Xiang Mingche approaching, her delicate brows furrowed, and she was about to push him away...

"Wow—"

A flippant voice, tinged with amusement, suddenly rang out from behind.

The voice sounded strangely familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

Si Yuan looked up and her body stiffened abruptly, her pupils dilating.

It's Jiang Zhe and...

Bo Yusen!

Si Yuan's heart trembled as she looked at Bo Yusen.

He was completely shrouded in darkness, and his facial expression was hidden, except for his eyes, which were sharp and intimidating, like those of an eagle.

The next second, he lifted his foot and walked towards her.

dong dong dong-

The red-soled leather shoes seemed to be treading not on the floor, but on Si Yuan's heart.

Each time, Si Yuan felt her heart being violently thrown up and then falling heavily back down—

The intense feeling of weightlessness left her mind blank, and all she could see was the figure getting closer and closer.