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

"Inspector Ye, I'm really sorry, I couldn't help you much and you've made a wasted trip."

Jiang Yan stopped two steps away from Ye Zhenghao, her slender fingers gently stroking her chin.

Spending the night at the police station gave him some new stubble on his chin, which was slightly prickly.

His handsome, thin lips curled into an enigmatic smile, exuding an air of wickedness. "Actually, I'd be happy to cooperate with you police officers, but I think you need to step up your game, Inspector Ye. Otherwise, going to court will just be a waste of taxpayers' money."

The veins on the back of Ye Zhenghao's hand, which was gripping the documents, bulged. He felt a burning anger in his chest, but there was nothing he could do. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Yanhui, don't be arrogant. Heaven is watching what people do. This time, I will definitely punish you!"

Jiang Yan's smile deepened, but her magnetic voice was full of provocation, "Is that so? Then I'll wait and see. But, Officer Ye, I'm going home now."

With a wicked smile, he elegantly adjusted his shirt cuff and brushed past Ye Zhenghao.

Ye Zhenghao glared angrily at his retreating figure, his eyes narrowing and flashing with a cold light. He ordered the people around him, "Find someone to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day! The trial is in two days, we must find the most compelling evidence."

When he and his lawyer left the police station, a large group of people were guarding the entrance. Jiang Yan had seen the leader of the group a few times before. As soon as he saw him come out, he stepped aside, and the car door behind him opened, with someone bending down to get out.

Jiang Yan stopped in his tracks, his thin lips still slightly curved. He squinted as he watched the person approaching him. He raised an eyebrow and spoke first, "Big brother, how kind of you to come all this way to pick me up?"

Jiang Yansen reached out and took off his sunglasses. Compared to Jiang Yanhui's nonchalant demeanor, his expression was clearly serious, and even his tone of voice was exceptionally stern. "You can still laugh? You're in the police station now. Your father is looking for you."

"We're out now, aren't we? You go back first, I'll go find the old man myself tonight."

Jiang Yanhui maintained his nonchalant tone, as if going to the police station was a trivial matter to him. He unceremoniously reached out and took the sunglasses from Jiang Yansen's hand, casually putting them on. The black sunglasses immediately concealed his alluring, almond-shaped eyes. He patted Jiang Yansen's shoulder, turned his back to him, and waved, "I have other things to do, I'm leaving now."

Jiang Yansen stood motionless, his tall figure motionless. He squinted as he watched Jiang Yanhui walk further and further away, a slow, dark smile creeping onto his lips, his sharp black eyes gleaming with cold light.

It wasn't until they were in the car that the lawyer spoke, "Young Master Yan, you just need to remain silent in this case. The police will definitely be watching you. But there's no evidence, so don't worry."

Jiang Yan frowned. "Where's Chengfeng?"

"There's a bit of trouble with Young Master Yu, but as long as we find the culprit and make him take the blame, Young Master Yu should be fine."

Jiang Yan casually rested one hand on the steering wheel, her slender index finger tapping it lightly. "Go back now, I'll contact you tomorrow."

The lawyer nodded, but still felt obligated to speak up, saying, "The trial is in two days. Young Master Yan, I'll have to trouble you to stay in City A for the next two days."

"I see."

The lawyer got out of the car, took out his phone, dialed a number, and calmly instructed, "Don't follow me." Then he hung up the phone.

He hadn't closed the window, and the summer wind was blowing in. As a result, he encountered a red light, and his car got stuck in a long line of cars. Exhaust fumes mixed with heat blew up at him, making it hard to breathe.

He was leaning against the window with one hand and unbuttoning his shirt collar with the other. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a red car parked next to him in the driveway.

The driver was a woman, but the car window was closed. He only glanced at her and was about to look away when he was surprised to see the car window slowly roll down, revealing a dark forehead and a pale hand wiping the rearview mirror with a tissue, as if it had been stained with something dirty.

The summer sun shone on her face, as if radiating an incomparably dazzling light—

Jiang Yan suddenly narrowed her eyes... It was her?

The traffic lights are changing.

Seventeen seconds, sixteen seconds, fifteen seconds...

A distant female voice echoed in his ears, her tone firm and stubborn, "...This was just an accident. I hope you can forget about it as soon as possible. I drank too much last night—"

Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds...

When the red light goes out, the green light comes on.

His hand was already on the handbrake, but his dark eyes were fixed on her through the rearview mirror, and a hint of deep inquiry suddenly flashed in his lazy gaze.

Siyi shivered inexplicably, feeling a sense of unease, as if something was pricking her back. Puzzled, she craned her neck and looked out the car window. Through the sweltering heat, her gaze flickered, as if she had caught something for a fleeting moment, but in the blink of an eye, she saw nothing—

She frowned and muttered to herself, "Is it just my imagination? It feels like someone is watching me..."

Jiang Yan had already looked away before she even glanced at him. He released the handbrake, stepped on the gas, and the car sped away at high speed.

Siyi saw that the cars in front of her had started moving before she closed the window, and her car quickly got stuck in the long line of cars again.

As she passed a convenience store, she suddenly remembered something, bit her lip, and parked her car on the side of the road. She got out and went inside, and less than two minutes later, she came out with a bottle of water, her expression slightly strange.

Once she was in the car, she took out a box of emergency contraceptive pills from her pocket.

Regardless of whether the man used protection that night, she couldn't take the risk. She didn't even know who he was, and she absolutely couldn't continue down that absurd mistake. With that in mind, she didn't hesitate, opened the box, tilted her head back, and swallowed the small pill.

After taking the medicine, she got out of the car, threw the box into a nearby trash can, and then drove away.

Unbeknownst to her, her actions had already been noticed by others.

Jiang Yan leaned against the car window with one hand, squinting as he watched the red car gradually disappear from his sight. A faint smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth.

A moment later, he put on his sunglasses, opened the car door, got out, and walked into the convenience store.

In less than a minute, he had already pushed open the door and walked out, holding the sunglasses he had been wearing on his face. He strode over to the trash can, glanced down at it, and then silently tugged at the corner of his mouth before putting his sunglasses back on and getting into the car.

He rested his hands on the steering wheel, his long, slender fingers tapping it absently, creating a faint sound in the quiet space. His handsome face seemed indifferent, yet also as if he were deep in thought.

Finally, he picked up his phone and dialed a number—

"Yes, it's me... Help me check a license plate number. I need all her information. Give it to me within a day."

Who exactly is that woman?

He hadn't planned to investigate her before; after all, she was just a woman, and he wouldn't take her seriously.

But now he suddenly became curious: she had just taken emergency contraception...

He chuckled casually, recalling how she had drunkenly clung to him that night, rubbing against him and touching him, and the corners of his mouth deepened into a smile.

Even though he knew it was her first time that night, he still used a condom!

How many women in this world want to get into his bed?

However, because of his status, he would still be somewhat cautious.

But now it seems that perhaps she really did climb into his bed by accident—

However, he suddenly became curious about who that woman was...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.