He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Siyi felt that she was too spineless, because five years was such a long time, and she still hadn't learned how to calmly face this man.

But when he's determined to be a scoundrel to you.

She knew that she could never remain indifferent.

Just like now, her face was burning uncontrollably. With his flirtatious manner, how could she possibly be a match for him?

Siyi struggled, her voice trembling, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let go of me, do you hear me? What are you doing taking off your clothes?"

"Let me show you my eight-pack abs."

He raised an eyebrow mischievously. Who said that a man becomes exceptionally mature after five years of growth?

Siyi truly felt that the man in front of her hadn't changed at all; he was still Jiang Yan Hui, and he still possessed that irresistible suave charm. "Don't you like it?"

"You tricked me into coming to this room just to do something so boring, didn't you?"

Jiang Yanhui's handsome face narrowed slightly as his peach blossom eyes narrowed.

Siyi dared not breathe, she could only hold her breath, pressing the back of her head firmly against the wall, "Jiang Yanhui, don't come any closer!"

Jiang Yanhui surprisingly cooperated and didn't get close. Siyi had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him reach out to unbuckle his belt. With a snap, the belt buckle came undone, and he casually pulled down the zipper of his trousers.

Siyi's heart jumped into her throat.

What is he trying to do?!

She was panicked and could no longer maintain her composure; almost instinctively, she turned her face away.

But she could still hear the sounds: the sound of his trousers falling to the ground, the sound of his belt hitting the floor, and the sound of his breathing...

With a breath still stuck in her throat, before Siyi could think of a solution, her chin was pinched again with just the right amount of force, so it didn't hurt her.

But the tingling sensation of skin pressing against skin left her feeling completely disoriented.

Her gaze was gradually drawn to him, and finally, what came into view was a man wearing only underwear.

……

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Jiang Yan's wrist, which was pinching her chin.

Her sharp nails almost dug into his skin, and her voice became uncontrollably shrill, "Are you sick? If you want a woman, go find one yourself. Let go!"

"I want you." He didn't care at all that her long nails were digging into his skin. He had previously had a somewhat nonchalant attitude, but now his eyes were unusually persistent.

It seemed to carry a sense of unwavering determination: "I still remember the scene I first saw five years ago perfectly. Over the past five years, I have often thought about every little thing between us. Baby, I still remember everything from the past. At that time, I didn't know that you would be so important to me."

Siyi remained silent, her back stiff. Her hands were still gripping his wrist, but the grip had clearly loosened considerably. Only she herself knew how turbulent her heart was.

That sentence kept repeating in her mind.

It felt as if his kiss was beating in unison with her heart. So much so that when Jiang Yan's kiss landed, she was still somewhat dazed. His kiss was also cautious, more tender than ever before. His nimble tongue gently licked her lips, deepening the kiss little by little. Si Yi's body trembled slightly. When she fully realized what was happening, she instinctively tried to push him away, but the moment her hand touched his chest, he grabbed it and pressed it against the wall with irresistible force. His tall, strong body pressed heavily against hers.

His firm chest pressed against her soft chest, and Jiang Yan Hui's Adam's apple bobbed violently as she couldn't help but let out a sigh...

How much did he miss her body?

This thought had been clamoring in his mind since yesterday.

At first he didn't dare to be too aggressive, but now he doesn't care about that anymore.

He bent down and picked Siyi up, walked into the room in a few steps, kicked open the bedroom door, and then threw her onto the bed.

Siyi groaned as he threw her, struggling to get up on the bed, while the man, who had almost transformed into a werewolf, pounced on her with green eyes.

He kissed her until she was breathless before slightly releasing her, his forehead pressed against hers, a wicked glint in his eyebrow. "Baby, I know it's no use saying anything now. Since that's how it is, if you want to hate me, then come at me. I'll give you a lifetime to hate me. But you can't escape today. I've thought about you for five years. Do you really want me to be a monk for the rest of my life? Today, I'm going to have you!"

She desperately wanted to struggle and resist.

She did it, but the man didn't give her any chance at all.

She felt that the most dangerous person in the world was Jiang Yan Hui.

She's so annoying!

He's a complete bastard! A son of a bitch!

-

When Siyi woke up the next day, it was already afternoon. When she opened her eyes, she felt as if her body had been run over by a car, and her whole body ached unbearably.

She recalled everything from last night, and her face flushed an unnatural red. Fortunately, there were no men around anymore.

She breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped herself in the sheet, and slowly got out of bed. A quick glance revealed a note on the bedside table; the words, written in a bold, flowing hand, seemed to leap off the page.

[Honey, call me when you wake up. I have an urgent matter to attend to in City A. I'll have Liu Qi take you and the baby back to City B. I'll come see you tomorrow.]

The signature reads: Jiang Yan Hui.

Siyi's hand holding the note trembled uncontrollably.

what is this?

He has urgent business to return to City A. That urgent business is probably his lawfully wedded wife.

Why did you have to have his assistant take her back to B City?

She didn't know why, but a feeling of unease welled up in her chest. She tossed the note away, and it floated lightly through the air before gently landing on the carpet.

She bit her lip, feeling utterly ironic, and her eyes even reddened.

She gripped the sheets tightly, but then she thought again that she didn't need to be angry. Why should she be angry?

To put it bluntly, everything last night was nothing more than a one-night stand between mutual consent.

Just pretend she hasn't had a man for five years, and his skills are so good that he rarely makes her feel comfortable, right?

She already knew he had a family, and she had no intention of having any further entanglements with him. Ideally, he would never come to B City again!