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

Regarding the bidding for "Liaoyuan", the differences between the various proposals were not significant.

Ultimately, besides the plan and terms, the most important factor in determining who wins is personal relationships.

Xiang Mingche was recommended to Jiang Zhipeng by Li Jiale.

Li Jiale did that to Jiang Lai, and Xiang Mingche had already lost before the bidding even started.

as predicted--

The multinational project, "Prairie Fire," ultimately fell into the hands of Fu Qidong.

on the way back.

Xiang Mingche flew into a rage in the car.

"Damn it, does being in heat mean you don't know when to stop? Do you have to be in such a rush?"

"Of all people to mess with, it had to be Mr. Karim's daughter, Bo Yusen's own nephew."

"Can someone who can get into Cloud-Level University be an ordinary person?"

"Fuck him, he's really going to kill me."

Li Jiale was beaten badly. He had touched someone he shouldn't have today, and Xiang Mingche was afraid of getting into trouble, so he wished he could never have anything to do with him again.

Si Yuan looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, her face expressionless, but her heart was in turmoil.

The look in Bo Yusen's eyes as he left made her clearly realize—

He knew all about her schemes.

He had previously stated that he despises women who lie and scheme.

What would he think of her?

They would definitely think she is a narrow-minded, vicious, and unscrupulous woman.

It's clear he cares a lot for Jiang Lai, so how will he treat her?

How about retaliating with even harsher methods?

Or should we just kill her?

Although she flirted with him every day during this period, it seems to have had some effect.

But compared to her own niece, what is she?

Anxiety gripped Si Yuan like vines, making her stiff and chilling.

After talking for a while, seeing that Si Yuan didn't respond, Xiang Mingche frowned and glanced at her.

I was already quite annoyed, but then I saw that Si Yuan's expression was even worse than mine—

He thought that when Si Yuan saw that scene, she was reminded of the time she was almost raped by Li Jiale.

He reached out to hug Si Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Si Yuan reacted strongly and pushed him away abruptly.

Seeing Xiang Mingche's displeased expression, Si Yuan quickly composed herself. "Mingche, I want to go home."

Normally, Xiang Mingche would definitely hug Si Yuan and coax her.

But he doesn't have the time or energy right now.

Having failed to secure the "Prairie Fire" project, he must break off his engagement with Si Yuan and marry Si Yingying as soon as possible.

"good……"

After returning home, Si Yuan went to her room.

Although things didn't go as she expected, she didn't allow herself to be affected by negative emotions for too long.

She had to try to control her fear and anxiety and plan all possible escape routes.

The door was pushed open, and Si Aofu rushed in, looking travel-worn.

She locked the door, walked a few steps to Si Yuan, and glared at her angrily. "You schemed against Li Jiale and Jiang Lai."

Her tone was quite certain, clearly indicating that she had already figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

Si Yuan fiddled with her building blocks without saying a word.

Si Aofu overturned the newly built house, letting the parts roll all over the ground.

"Are you crazy? Jiang Lai is Bo Yusen's nephew."

Si Yuan stopped what she was doing, not looking at Si Aofu, "Fu Qidong has already obtained [Wildfire], aren't you going to celebrate with him? Why are you looking for me?"

Si Aofu's face was as bad as it could possibly be, and she grabbed Si Yuan's arm.

"Why did you do that? Anyone could see how much Xiang Mingche wanted [Liaoyuan]. Isn't he your fiancé? You wouldn't help him, fine, but why did you help Fu Qidong?"

Si Yuan gently pulled her hand away from Si Aofu's before looking at Si Aofu.

"I don't care who ends up with [Wildfire] at all; I just don't want Xiang Mingche to get it."

Si Aofu's heart trembled at the cold indifference in Si Yuan's eyes.

Weren't she and Xiang Mingche very much in love?

Why did it turn out like this?

"Did something happen while I was abroad?"

Si Yuan suddenly smiled. "Sister, are you... worried about me?"

"care?"

Si Aofu sneered, "I wish you were dead, how could I possibly care about you?"

"Oh... then don't ask anything, just wait for news of my death."

"you……"

Si Aofu was furious. "In order to protect Li Jiale, the Li family's patriarch personally went to the Bo family to apologize, offered the equity in the previous North African project as compensation, and even gave up the channels for the new project."

"Their attitude was humble and sincere, and the Bo family would not go so far as to completely eliminate the only heir of the Li family."

"Li Jiale isn't stupid. He'll eventually realize you were the one who schemed against him. Do you think he'll let you off the hook then?"

Si Yuan unconsciously twirled the building blocks in her hand, her eyes dark, "I'm afraid he won't be able to process what's happening."

"What?"

Si Yuan looked at Si Aofu indifferently, "This has nothing to do with you."

"you……"

Si Yuan: "You are Jiang Lai's savior now. Neither the Bo family nor the Jiang family will treat you unfairly."

Si Aofu sneered, "That's natural."

She turned to leave, but stopped at the door without looking at Si Yuan. "You truly are your mother's proudest and most cherished daughter. You're becoming more and more like her."

"Bang—"

The door slammed shut, and Si Yuan was somewhat confused by Si Aofu's words.

Isn't it good to look like your mother?

When they were little, didn't they all want to be like their mothers, strong women who could stand on their own?

Si Aofu said that Li Jiale would not let Si Yuan go.

What Si Aofu didn't know was that all of this was just the first step in Si Yuan's revenge plan.

Having done it, she naturally considered the consequences and devised a countermeasure.

Nowadays, she has very few people she can rely on and trust.

She took out her phone to make a call, but the phone rang first.

That's why they say best friends are of one heart.

"Ah Yuan, I feel so bad, come and keep me company."

When Shen Xingzhu and Zhou Yuhao broke up, she was busy with work all day and didn't have time to be sad.

When I'm less busy these next couple of days and return to the rented apartment we used to share, memories flood back, and it's like being stabbed in the heart—I can't bear it.

It wasn't that she loved Zhou Yuhao that much or was particularly reluctant to part with him.

Instead, they feel sad for the emotions, money, and time they have invested.

When Si Yuan arrived at the nightclub, Shen Xingzhu was already quite drunk.

"Ah Yuan—"

She reeked of alcohol and clung to Si Yuan, refusing to let go.

This nightclub was quite large and expensive. Si Yuan helped Shen Xingzhu sit up, asking, "Why did we come to such an expensive place?"

"Hmph... All the money I earned before was spent on that bastard Zhou Yuhao. I haven't even had a chance to enjoy myself."

"I swear, starting today, I'm going to enjoy life to the fullest and earn money for myself."

"Ah Yuan, have a drink with me."

Shen Xingzhu, slightly drunk, poured a glass of wine for Si Yuan.

Si Qingwan is very strict. Unless it's a big occasion, Si Yuan is allowed to drink alcohol.

But she only took a small sip; she couldn't get drunk and lose her image as a wealthy lady.

Therefore, Si Yuan never drinks outside.

But today she felt irritable, and no matter how many deep breaths she took, that oppressive feeling persisted.

The wine in the glass seemed to be the antidote to her restlessness, enticing her.

She picked up the glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

It tastes awful.

I don't know why people love drinking so much.

After downing a glass of wine, my stomach felt burning and my vision blurred.

"Ah Yuan, again—"

Shen Xingzhu poured Si Yuan another glass, but reason told Si Yuan that she couldn't drink anymore.

If her mother saw her come home drunk, she would definitely punish her.

She didn't want to be punished anymore.

But thinking of the look in Bo Yusen's eyes that afternoon, she felt a tightness in her chest, so she picked up her cup and finished it.

"Hey, isn't this Si Yuan?"