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

"let me go!"

Jiang Yansen's eyes darkened, like a bottomless abyss. Jiang Jizhen was gone, so he no longer needed to pretend. The fake smile on his lips slowly faded, finally turning into a sharp, unyielding line. "Sad, aren't you? Do you feel powerless? It's a pity he doesn't want you anymore. That tape contains evidence of him having sex with another woman. Do you want to see it?"

"You bullshit!"

He had so wantonly struck the most untouchable spot in her heart, and she screamed, "Jiang Yansen, you devil! I hate you! I hate you! You'll never touch me again, never have me again! I don't love you, I love Yan Hui, I love him, I'll only love him for the rest of my life!"

"Good! Damn, excellent!" He narrowed his eyes, staring at the look of disgust between her brows, like a sharp arrow piercing his eyes. Was she so eager to confess her feelings to him? And in her eyes, he was nothing more than a piece of trash to be discarded at will…

Her expression was mocking him, laughing at him for being a loser, laughing at him for losing the happiness he once hoped for, laughing at him for forever bearing the torment and struggle of seeing ghosts, and laughing at him for all he had ever done with her, for all he had ever done was rape her back then... She utterly disdained him!

Damn it! That damn woman!

Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on her wrist, almost crushing her bones. Still not satisfied, he reached out and grabbed her neck. Yu Caiyi immediately struggled, her face turning from white to red, then from red to green, as she couldn't breathe. But she refused to give up and die, desperately hitting his hands with her hands and kicking his calves with her feet.

It was no use! All her strength was like mud sinking into the sea when she struck him. She felt her breath gradually dwindling as his strength increased, and the more she struggled, the faster the air seemed to rush away.

He stared coldly at the woman struggling beneath his grasp. She writhed violently in agony, straining to muster her remaining voice to express her anger and resentment, "What...what are you capable of? All you can do is...only frame Yan Hui...only bully a woman...shameless...despicable...a scoundrel..."

His words seemed to have an effect; his arm jerked, then relaxed instantly the next second. Her legs were already weak, and she collapsed softly to the ground.

He tightened his grip around her waist, instantly trapping her between his arms as easily as carrying a sack of flour.

As she inhaled air, her strength gradually returned to her body. Suddenly realizing her predicament, she began to scream again, "What...what are you going to do? Let me go...put me down..."

Being held between his arms in such an odd position, she felt as if all the blood in her body was flowing backward.

Everything rushed into her brain, from her perspective.

His body was as tall as a giant wall, and every pore of his body was filled with terror as he moved.

"Let me go, Jiang Yansen, you bastard..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown onto the sofa, her lips were brutally taken, and his arrogant breath mixed with the pungent smell of smoke filled her mouth. She widened her eyes and used all her strength to push him away.

That terrible memory came back, and her whole body was trembling. Before she could even sit up and escape, he pressed down on her again, pushing her back onto the sofa. He grabbed her restless hands and roughly pushed up her t-shirt, his hands reaching inside to grasp her breasts and squeeze them hard.

Yu Caiyi gasped in shock and struggled even harder, "Let go... Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

"I won't touch you?"

He smiled faintly, his eyes cold. "How can I not touch you? My little beauty, don't you want to see your son? How about we make a deal?"

She felt a cold sweat break out on her back, and her voice trembled, "You... give Jiajia back to me, give Jiajia back to me..."

"Of course, aren't we going to get married? Do you think you can escape my grasp?"

He lifted her chin, a burning desire coursing through him, a desire he desperately needed to be relieved of.

Then his cool lips approached her sensitive earlobe, deliberately using the most contemptuous words to humiliate her, "If you want to see Jiajia, sleep with me for one night. If you serve me well, I'll let you see your son, how about it?" Yan went to sleep.

The scream caught in her throat; Yu Caiyi's blood seemed to freeze. She stared blankly at the man before her.

No, he's a demon, a devil from the deepest hell; he'll torture me to the point of wishing I were dead...

Study room upstairs.

Jiang Jizhen had just stepped into the study when Jiang Yanhui quickly followed.

"Close the door." Jiang Jizhen's voice seemed calmer, but he was standing on the other side of the desk with his back to the door, so his expression could not be seen.

Jiang Yan kicked the study door shut with his leg. He walked in and sat down on the sofa. He took out a cigarette, held it to his nose, sniffed it slightly, and finally put it in his mouth. He frowned and lit it. "Say what you have to say quickly. I have other things to do after you're done."

The casual yet impatient tone caused Jiang Jizhen's barely suppressed anger to surge again. He turned around and slammed his hand heavily on the desk, the dull thud echoing as his sharp voice filled the entire study.

"Tell me, what's going on between you and that youngest daughter of the Ye family? Of all the women you could be with, why did you go and seduce someone from the Ye family?"

Jiang Yan slowly took a drag of his cigarette, exhaling smoke with abandon. Hearing Jiang Jizhen's angry curses, he chuckled. "Me, bewitched? How is it bewitched that I have something going on with the Ye family's youngest daughter? Since when have you been so concerned about my taste in women?"

"Who is your Ye family? I don't care what your purpose is, but that Ye Siyi, you better stay away from her from now on!"

Jiang Yan gave a dismissive snort, "Why should I?"

"Because I'm your father!" Jiang Jizhen roared, a hint of selfishness clearly hidden deep in his dark eyes. "Let me tell you, I have no problem with how many women you want to play around with outside, but you absolutely cannot be with that Ye Siyi, not even for a fling!"

A surge of anger welled up in her chest. Even though Jiang Yanhui was usually good at hiding her true emotions, at this moment, a hint of fierceness still crept onto her brows.

So nervous? Is he afraid that being with Sisi will ruin his affair with his mistress? Ha, that's ridiculous. He'd actually get this nervous about a mistress? When has he ever been nervous about his own mother?

He flicked the cigarette in his hand with his index finger, his voice deepening as he slowly uttered each word, "Playing? Do you think I'm like you? Do you think men have to be like you to be considered successful? Who told you I was playing? What if I told you I was serious?"