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

The restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the water are open, and a gentle breeze wafts in from the water, creating a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

Siyi reached up and smoothed the stray hairs behind her ear, putting down the document in her hand. At this moment, the man opposite her spoke, "This case is a bit tricky."

The man who spoke was her senior, Zheng Muyan, who was also one of the top lawyers in the legal profession.

Siyi and he graduated from the same school. He took good care of her when they were in England, and now that she has entered this industry, he is still very helpful to her.

"I know."

Siyi lowered her head and took a sip of coffee. When she looked up, her clear eyes revealed a hint of determination. "But now that I've taken this case, I will do my best to win it. The deceased was just a student who died so innocently. Those bad guys must not be allowed to get away with it!"

“My older brother told me that although Yu Chengfeng is the first defendant in this case, there is a big shot behind him, Jiang Yanhui. Although the police can't find any strong evidence to directly indict Jiang Yanhui, he has a close relationship with Yu Chengfeng. I just need to convince the jury that Jiang Yanhui is the mastermind. In fact, a lot of evidence shows that even if there is no conclusive evidence to bring down Jiang Yanhui, Yu Chengfeng will definitely not escape! If possible, we can get him to become a witness for the prosecution…”

"Siyi, you're being too naive. Have you checked Jiang Yanhui's background?"

Zheng Muyan interrupted her, and analyzed in a gentle tone, "Jiang Yanhui is not so easy to deal with. The Jiang family's power in the underworld is absolutely not to be underestimated. He also has a legal team led by Kang Zhiwei behind him. Also, Yu Chengfeng will not easily betray Jiang Yanhui."

Siyi frowned. "Of course I know all that. I'm just hoping for the best."

"You need to get to know Jiang Yanhui first."

“I know.” She picked up her coffee cup and took a small sip. “I looked up his information last night and learned a little about his background. He’s a playboy.”

There are many versions of information about the Jiang family's background online. As for Jiang Yanhui, he can be summarized in four words: a spoiled brat.

However, it's almost impossible to find a clear photo of Jiang Yanhui online. She also looked for some gossip magazines, but most of the photos they took were of his back or a blurry profile. On the other hand, the woman next to him was always graceful and beautiful, and no matter how many different women there were, she always had her face towards the camera.

"Siyi, this is the first case you've officially taken on. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. I'll be attending the hearing tomorrow," Zheng Muyan said with a smile, encouraging her.

Siyi snapped out of her thoughts and smiled slightly, "Thank you, senior brother. I will definitely do my best."

The next day, Siyi got up very early. Ye Zhenghao was already waiting for her in the living room. He saw that she was wearing a smart business suit, which made her already graceful figure even more curvaceous.

He smiled and stroked his chin. "Our little princess has grown so much. How about it, are you confident today?"

Siyi raised an eyebrow. "Of course, big brother, you'll be attending the trial later, right?"

"Here, breakfast is ready. Have some first, and I'll drive you there in a bit."

Siyi shook her head. "No need, I can drive there myself."

Hearing her say that, Ye Zhenghao didn't force her. After the two siblings had breakfast, they drove off in different directions.

Perhaps because she was nervous about her first court appearance, she encountered a red light while going uphill. She had clearly stepped on the brakes, but unexpectedly, there was a "bang" from the rear of the car!

She was startled, and when she looked in the rearview mirror, she realized she had been rear-ended!

What a bad start!

Siyi muttered to herself in annoyance, reached out and pushed open the car door to get out. She saw that the car that had rear-ended her was a limited edition sports car, a bright blue color, very flashy.

Siyi tapped on the car window impatiently, signaling the person in the driver's seat to get out.

The man was quite cooperative; after she knocked three times, he opened the car door, and a man in a sharp suit bent down and got out of the driver's seat.

The spring breeze caressed her face, feeling like her mother's gentle hand stroking her cheek. Siyi squinted, reached out to smooth the stray hairs behind her ear, and when she looked up, her movements froze in mid-air, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

—How...how could it be him?!

Almost simultaneously, a sentence flashed through her mind rhythmically—

"Don't worry, I'm usually very picky. I was just too drunk last night, that's why I was so hungry..."

…………

She felt like she'd been struck by lightning. She truly thought she would never see this man again in her life, but little did she know that City A was so small that they would collide in a traffic accident just a few days later!

Today he was dressed very formally, in a white shirt and a black suit. The colors were very traditional and simple, but they made him look exceptionally handsome and dashing.

That day, she was too anxious and embarrassed to look at him carefully. Now, in broad daylight, their eyes met, and her heart skipped a beat.

This man was extremely handsome. When he didn't speak, he looked like a handsome and composed plaster statue. Beneath his dark eyebrows were a pair of slender eyes, but the smile on his lips didn't reach his eyes.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but he looks like a typical playboy, yet I always feel like there's an insurmountable barrier in his eyes, making it easy to become intoxicated and unable to extricate oneself once you look into them.

In particular, the aura he exudes has an unfathomable and enigmatic quality.

Jiang Yan seemed somewhat surprised, but compared to Si Yi's stunned expression, he was clearly relaxed and at ease.

A lazy, casual smile played on her sexy, thin lips.

"Baby, you look so familiar, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..." The man's voice was exceptionally pleasant, like a double bass with superb tone. However, the words he spoke were not so pleasant to hear.

Siyi snapped out of her daze and looked at his forced smile. She composed herself and quickly said, "I advise you to save your breath. Trying to get close to me won't work. You just rear-ended someone. What are you planning to do about it?"

Jiang Yan chuckled softly, resting his hands comfortably on the hood of the car, looking dashing. "Are you sure I rear-ended it?"

"Funny, or did I rear-end you? Sir, can't you tell the difference between front and back?"

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, his handsome face expressionless, still with a faint smile, "Of course I can tell the difference between front and back, but I think you might not understand the difference between a rear-end collision and a landslide... In fact, you were the one who landed on the landslide, not me who rear-ended you."

Siyi gave a dry laugh and retorted coldly, "You really know how to make the impossible seem possible. You can say I landed on my side after a rear-end collision. Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

"A three-year-old child? How could that be? I don't have any bad habits, and pedophilia is definitely not my thing."

His words were ambiguous, and the smile on his lips deepened, becoming increasingly alluring.

Siyi wasn't stupid; she could tell he was referring to their one-night stand from that night. Enraged, she bit her lip, her face growing even colder. "Watch your mouth! I'm talking to you about your car rear-ending you!"

Jiang Yan was not at all offended by her cold words. Instead, she relaxed her brows and eyes with a sense of ease. "Why didn't I tell you about this? Or... are you overthinking it, hmm?"

Siyi's expression changed drastically. For the first time, she realized what it meant to be a scholar arguing with a soldier—unable to reason with him. In fact, this man wasn't a soldier at all; he was nothing more than a scoundrel!