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

That ambiguous voice, those double entendres.

Siyi's heart skipped a beat.

She slowly came to her senses, heard his words clearly, and saw the burning desire in his eyes.

It's all too familiar.

She turned her head to avoid his teasing fingers, but then belatedly realized that all the documents she had always kept neatly were now scattered on the floor. She was immediately annoyed. "My documents!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, grabbed her hand, and pressed it directly to her chest. "At a time like this, you're still thinking about documents. It seems my efforts haven't been enough."

Siyi opened her mouth as if to say something, but he had already wrapped one arm around her waist and held the back of her head with the other. His warm, moist lips fell once again, pressing directly against hers.

She made a soft "hmm," and all other sounds were swallowed up.

His kiss was forceful yet tender.

The office fell silent instantly. All she could hear was the buzzing of her own and his heartbeats, which quickly blended together, making it impossible for her to distinguish between them.

She instinctively resisted, pushing against his chest with her hands, but to this determined man, it was nothing more than a tickle.

He didn't give her any chance to back down.

Every part of this woman's body evoked in him a strong desire to leave his mark.

Ignoring her struggles, he clamped her kicking legs between his own, and easily covered her soft breasts with one hand, applying just the right amount of pressure.

He felt her lips tremble involuntarily, and his heart stirred. He then boldly probed inside with his tongue.

Siyi was genuinely trembling from his kiss, a surge of excitement welling up inside her, and she was almost unable to control herself.

She was having difficulty breathing, moving, and even thinking had become extremely difficult. It was as if her reason had long since flown to outer space. What was she doing now?

She herself didn't know.

She lost her temper and the initiative again.

She felt her fingers trembling, and she didn't know what he was saying. She just felt a familiar male voice in her ear, and she felt a sense of peace.

……

Later, she seemed to be vaguely wondering why things had turned out this way.

She remembered that she had just been arguing with him.

She remembered that the report seemed to say he had a son.

She remembered that she was supposed to kick him out.

But instead of being driven away, the two of them became even closer together?

And that son...

Did she believe him when he said it wasn't his?

……

The scene at a charity gala in City A.

The lights suddenly dimmed, and the entire venue fell silent. Two beams of light shone in two directions on the stage.

The emcee's excited voice rang out from one side of the platform, "Ladies and gentlemen, the ball is about to begin. First, let us give a warm thank you to Mr. Jiang Yansen, the young and talented president of the Jiang Group, for his willingness to participate in the auction for the first dance tonight!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

On stage, Jiang Yansen wore a sharp light gray three-piece suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his usual attire in front of others.

Having suppressed his usual fierceness, Jiang Yansen now appeared very refined, with a faint smile on his lips, instantly making a good impression on anyone who looked at him.

The host quickly went over and bowed to him. "Mr. Jiang, is there anything you would like to say to your first dance partner?"

Jiang Yansen took the microphone handed to him by someone and said with a slight smile, "I would be very grateful if all the ladies present could be so kind."

"Haha, Mr. Jiang is too modest. I'm sure there are many ladies here who would be willing to spend all their money to dance with Mr. Jiang, wouldn't you agree?"

A light was lit up at the host's location, and he held a professional auction gavel in his hand, speaking loudly to the audience, "Now we will auction off Mr. Jiang Yansen's first dance, starting at 80,000."

"Two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"Three hundred thousand."

A series of clear and sweet voices rang out on the stage, revealing that these so-called socialites and ladies were merely trying to use this charity ball as an opportunity to get closer to the eldest son of the Jiang family.

Everyone knows that the man in charge of the Jiang family now is Jiang Yansen. Although Jiang Yanhui is much more handsome than him and is also the son born to the first wife of the Jiang family, everyone has witnessed Jiang Yansen's decisive and efficient business tactics over the years.

This is a promising stock. Even if the old man of the Jiang family passes away and distributes his property, he will most likely give half of the company's shares to Jiang Yanhui, his daughter from his first marriage.

However, Jiang Yansen should not be underestimated; at least for now, he is in control of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yanhui from City A is every woman's dream lover, so Jiang Yansen is the most perfect husband candidate in the eyes of the vast majority of women.

The women below the stage were still bidding, and a hint of impatience flashed across Jiang Yansen's face, hidden by his glasses, but the faint smile on his lips remained unchanged. From a distance, he truly was handsome, refined, and elegant.

"I'll offer one million."

As a soft yet slightly cool female voice rang out, all eyes turned towards the direction from which the voice came.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels, a slender figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The little black and red dress was simple in design and nothing special. However, the black was as pure as the night sky and the red was as bright as fire. These two bright and extreme colors did not look out of place on this woman at all. Instead, they made her skin look like jade and her red lips even more beautiful.

She was already extremely beautiful, and even without makeup, she would make a group of women feel inferior. Now, with heavy makeup, she was truly as beautiful as a fish sinking and a goose falling from the sky.

Jiang Yansen lazily looked at the woman below the stage. No one noticed that at this moment, a light suddenly shone in the deepest part of his eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened.

He raised an eyebrow at the host, who, in a state of astonishment, coughed and announced loudly, "This young lady has offered one million to buy Mr. Jiang's first dance. Does anyone have a higher bid?"

Almost all eyes in the venue were focused on the woman who had suddenly appeared. The audience seemed to be collectively stunned, some of them astonished.

Some people were watching and waiting, but no one offered a higher price.

However, those with sharp eyes had already figured out who this woman was.

Seeing this, the host slowly continued, "One million once, one million twice... one million three times!"

The host immediately banged his gavel and said excitedly, "Congratulations to this lady, congratulations to Mr. Jiang, congratulations to both of you! Thank you Mr. Jiang for your great help, and thank you to this lady for your generous donation! You have added another million to our charity gala."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the main character finally stepped onto the dance floor.

As the music began, a couple could be seen dancing together in the distance, looking exceptionally well-matched. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful; they were a match made in heaven.

However, only those involved truly know the facts.

Jiang Yansen was a head taller than her. He looked down at the woman in his arms with a lazy air, his tone casual and tinged with sarcasm, "Yu Meiren, you seem to be doing quite well lately? A million for a dance, you could easily make that back with half an advertisement."

Yu Caiyi was so angry she was grinding her teeth. If this man hadn't refused to see her, would she have needed to go through all this trouble?

She glared at him, lowering her voice to hurl insults, "Jiang Yansen, you beast in human clothing, shameless! Where have you taken Jiajia?"

"Oh? I'm a hypocrite?"

Instead of getting angry, he laughed, but the hand holding her slender waist suddenly tightened, pulling her into his arms. The corner of his mouth was a little cold. "So, how noble are you, Yu Meiren, that you're willing to pay a million to dance with me? Or do you really have such a kind heart, just for the sake of donating money?"

"I don't have time to talk to you about this. Give Jiajia back to me!"

He exuded an overwhelmingly cold aura. The moment she got close, she was reminded of that night many years ago. She felt every hair on her body stand on end, her mind went blank, her breathing became rapid, and she desperately twisted her body, screaming, "Let me go! You monster, let me go!"

devil?

Jiang Yansen gave a cold laugh, but the hand gripping her waist refused to loosen its grip even slightly.

He increased the pressure on his fingertips, and unsurprisingly heard her cry out in pain. The words uttered from his tightly pursed lips sent shivers down her spine: "Since you call me a devil, how can I live up to such a fine title if I don't do something that only a devil would do?"

"you!"

Yu Caiyi trembled with rage, "Jiang Yansen, you bastard, don't go too far!"

"Am I going too far?"

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze behind his glasses so sharp it seemed he wanted to drill holes into her. He grabbed her chin with one hand, lifting her face, his cold aura washing over her. "Yu Caiyi, Yu Caiyi, how dare you say I'm going too far? Fine! I'll show you how far I can go!"

"you……"

She wanted to say something more, but Jiang Yansen's phone rang.

He released his grip on her, took out his phone, glanced at the number, and a mocking smile immediately appeared on his lips. "Didn't you want to know where Jiajia is? I've prepared a good show for you, and you're both the main characters."