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

Jiang Yan had never received such treatment before.

The woman in his arms at that moment was like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Those clear eyes were red and swollen, making it seem as if he had really raped her.

But she didn't realize that although he was a bit forceful earlier, she hadn't completely resisted him afterwards.

Why does this woman like to deceive herself so much?

She clearly likes him, but she insists on pretending to be so aloof!

How many women would do anything to get into his bed?

She was quite something; he treated her so well, but instead of reciprocating, she would frequently resort to physical violence and sarcastic remarks.

He was a proud man accustomed to being flattered, and he had never stumbled like this with a woman before. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

His face darkened considerably, as if frozen by frost.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on her wrist, and for the first time, he was so angry with a woman that he blurted out, "How come I remember you seemed to enjoy it when you were under me before? It's not like it's your first time with me, so why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Siyi's already pale face instantly turned completely bloodless.

She pressed her lips tightly together, feeling a sharp pain in her wrist, yet she stubbornly tilted her head back to look at him.

"I'm just that kind of pretentious woman, why are you touching me? Are you being a masochist?" People say that most people respond better to gentleness than force, and Siyi is a typical example of that kind of woman.

She would be at a loss when he acted shamelessly towards her, but when he really turned cold and spoke harshly to her, she calmed down instead.

Even the aura of rebutting the opposing lawyer in court gradually solidified. "Jiang Yan Hui, I am arrogant, I am pretentious. You, the second young master of the Jiang family, why are you grabbing me? Let go of me! I didn't ask you to touch me. Let go of me. I don't want to cooperate with you anymore. You are a complete liar!"

"Damn it!"

Jiang Yan was already in a bad mood. He had learned from Si Yi's sharp tongue before, but he was especially angry at this moment.

Especially her words just now, which provoked him to involuntarily raise his hand. Seeing that his palm was about to strike, Siyi was startled, but her stubborn temper made her subconsciously straighten her back and tilt her head back to bring her face close.

Unexpectedly, the pain I was told did not come; instead, I heard a dull sound in my ear.

Siyi turned her head and saw Jiang Yanhui's fist land hard on the elevator door.

It was a door panel made of thin steel plate, so it wouldn't deform after being punched like that, and she saw with her own eyes that there was already bright red blood on his knuckles.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her lips twitched as if she wanted to say something, but Jiang Yanhui moved faster than her.

He pulled her into his arms, reached out and pressed the elevator button. The doors slowly opened, and he pushed her into the elevator without regard for the wound on his hand, then followed her in.

For a moment, Siyi only noticed the wound on his hand; the shocking red color made her heart pound.

She didn't realize that her fingers were moving at the same time. Several times she had the urge to go forward and grab his hand to take a closer look, but in the end she just stood there motionless.

Jiang Yan just watched her standing blankly in the corner of the elevator. He stretched out his hands and placed them on either side of her, then his tall body covered her, completely forcing her back into the corner.

Finally, he spoke in a deep voice, but somewhat abruptly asked her, "Where do you want to go?"

Siyi froze, staring at him with her big, red eyes. All the emotions on his face seemed to have been suppressed, and the light in his eyes seemed to be behind a thick layer, making it impossible to see clearly.

His voice was calm, as if the heated argument between the two had never happened.

Isn't he being a little too capricious?

Just now, he looked like he wanted to punch himself.

Now he's acting like this again. What is this man thinking?

"It's none of your business. Let go of me, I can walk by myself!"

She turned her face away coldly, her lips pressed together like a taut string.

It seemed as if it might break at any moment... but in just two seconds, she suddenly raised her hand, trying to push him away.

Her cool fingertips had just touched the corner of his clothes when he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.

Her nose slammed hard against his chest, like hitting a steel plate—it hurt!

My face also felt a burning pain.

She struggled frantically, clutching her hands tightly and raising her foot to kick him: "Let go of me, Jiang Yanhui, you bastard, let go of me... let go of me now..."

Her face was flushed, and she was holding her breath. It was unclear whether she was truly enraged, but after a long while, she could only manage to utter the word "bastard."

Jiang Yan looked at her like this and was really impressed.

Is this still the same sharp-tongued lawyer, Ye Siyi?

When has she ever been so vulnerable and helpless in front of me?

But for some reason, seeing her like this, his heart, which had been sinking to the bottom, began to rise little by little.

The gloom vanished in an instant, and the chilling aura emanating from him gradually faded away. He returned to his usual lazy demeanor, looking down at the girl in his arms who was throwing a tantrum.

With a slight smile, she refused to let go.

In the end, Siyi didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.

He stared at her with amusement, his eyes gleaming with a chilling light, like a cat eyeing a mouse.

"Out of energy?"

Seeing that she was limp and not as strong as before, he tightened his arms and lifted her off the ground, pressing his body against hers, and the two were immediately pressed tightly together.

The elevator had already stopped at the ground floor, but since this elevator was Jiang Yan Hui's private one, no one usually came in. His voice was deep and ambiguous, and his domineering aura sprayed freely on her cheek, "Have you made enough of a scene? Now you can listen to me for a few words?"

He held her like that, looking at her with a meaningful gaze.

When Siyi looked up, she could see the determined aura in his handsome face.

No matter how much trouble you cause, you can't escape his grasp.

She tried to struggle, but her feet were lifted off the ground and her hands were tightly bound, so she couldn't move at all.

And she was truly exhausted and had little strength left. Feeling a pang of sadness, she could only turn her face away and say, "I don't want to hear you talk."

She didn't realize that her words at that moment carried an undeniable hint of coquettishness.

It's surprising that a woman with such a strong career drive could have such a soft side.

Especially when you look at her red lips, slightly parted, perhaps because of anger and the entanglement just now, they are now crystal clear and tender, as beautiful as petals on a branch about to bloom...

Jiang Yan felt a surge of emotion, an overwhelming excitement.

He had never felt this way before, as if he were a naive eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.

But he was clearly the second young master of the Jiang family, a man who could flirt with a hundred flowers without getting entangled in them.

Moreover, he had just been intimate with her not long ago, and now he felt a surge of excitement again.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his desire, before speaking softly, "Whether you want to listen or not, there's only the two of us in this elevator. Do you think you can get out if I don't let you out? Tell me, do you want to hear what I have to say? Hmm?"

Is he... threatening me?

How dare he threaten me?

Siyi glared at him angrily, but there was nothing she could do. Looking at the closed elevator doors, she was displeased but remained silent.

Jiang Yan knew, of course, that she had already backed down, but he wanted to smooth out her little temper. Raising his eyebrows, he pressed her aggressively, "Not going to answer? Fine, I'll just keep holding you until you figure it out."

"Jiang Yan, come back!"

“Baby, I’m here.”

He was back to his roguish self, his tone flippant, his eyes and brows exuding an indescribable charm. But whenever he acted like that, Siyi felt as if her body had been paralyzed, and that tough aura vanished completely. "You... what exactly do you want?"

"Sisi, you're such a smart girl, don't you know what I want?"

She bit her lip, finally giving in, "You... just say what you have to say. Put me down, you're holding me so tight, I can't breathe!"

"Are you still going to cause trouble?"

He didn't let go. He was a master of romance, and after so many encounters with her, how could he not know her weakness? Although this little girl was stubborn and proud, she was someone who responded to gentleness but not force.

Siyi, however, clearly misunderstood him, and gritted her teeth in anger, "Jiang Yanhui, you've gone too far! You're the one who wronged me, you're the one who took advantage of me, and you still expect me to apologize and admit my mistake! You're dreaming!"

When did I say I wanted you to apologize?

He ignored her anger, chuckled softly, and said in a gentle, almost coaxing tone, "Baby, how could I bear to? Alright, I lost control just now, but you can't deny that you actually really like that feeling, can you?"

"You! Lies! I didn't! I don't like you at all, I hate you!" she hissed angrily. "Don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you said a few words. I'm a lawyer, and I'll definitely sue you!"

"Really? Then why were you moaning and groaning under me just now?"

"Jiang Yan, shut up!"

"Don't want me to talk? Then just do what I do and kiss me..."

"You are shameless!"

"Sisi..."

"Don't call me!"

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