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

It's just across the street.

He had long legs and walked fast; in the blink of an eye, Siyi saw that tall and slender figure standing in front of her.

"How will you be here?"

I was startled to realize that I had been momentarily distracted.

And now he was standing right in front of her, so close that with each breath she took, she could smell his breath.

He must have just taken a shower; he still smelled of shower gel on his body, a particularly fresh fragrance that could almost sweep away all the weariness from her nerve endings.

"Why can't I be here?"

He looked down at her, his eyes gleaming. "Then why are you here so late?"

Siyi recalled her embarrassing situation today.

My heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, my heart, which had already calmed down, began to churn uncontrollably again.

There was always an indescribable sense of grievance consuming her reason.

She couldn't understand what was wrong with her, so she subconsciously turned her head away. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse, "This is where I work. What's so strange about me being here?"

The streetlights shone on her face as well, and Jiang Yan was a head and a half taller than her.

At this moment, he looked down at her somewhat stubborn profile.

That was clearly someone suppressing a certain emotion.

He was a shrewd man, and his sharp eyes flashed slightly. Unsurprisingly, he noticed her slightly red and swollen eyes, and his gaze darkened. "It's already past midnight, and you're still at work?"

His hand slowly reached out and gently cupped her chin, pulling her face towards him with a slight pressure. Her bright black eyes were now red and swollen, her brows furrowed, and his slender fingers quickly covered her eyes.

Siyi felt her heart skip a beat.

Cool fingertips were right next to her eyelashes. She tried to struggle, but he held her down. His breath was getting closer and closer, and she almost instinctively held her breath.

She watched helplessly as he slowly bent down, finally meeting her gaze. He frowned, and his deep voice pierced the softest part of her heart, "You cried?"

Siyi was startled, and her heart began to race. She reached out and slapped away his hand that was pinching her chin, turned her face away and said, "No."

Jiang Yan slowly curled up the corners of her mouth, not at all surprised that she would deny it outright.

His little Sisi is always so stubborn; it would be strange if she admitted it.

However, he roughly knew why she was acting this way tonight. Her husband had returned home, and if he wasn't mistaken, it must be related to Guan Fengru.

Seeing that she looked wronged but pretended to be stubborn, Jiang Yan did not continue to dwell on the topic.

He knew her personality; she wouldn't confide in him no matter how much he talked. So he changed the subject, "Don't you think it's fate that we met tonight? It's so late, which means our connection is more than just a little. For the sake of this connection, shouldn't you keep me company?"

He started being sarcastic again.

Siyi glanced at him sideways, pushed him away impatiently, and walked forward.

She bluntly told him, "I'm tired, I'm going home to sleep."

"Why sleep? It's better to stay with me than to sleep."

He followed behind her with a grin, as if the Jiang Yanhui she had just seen leaning against the car was not the real him at all. He was always supposed to be this kind of man, lazy and carefree, with a carefree smile always on his face, and nothing in the world would bother him too much.

Siyi stopped and looked at him. "Jiang Yanhui, I'm really tired. I know you're full of energy, but don't bother me. I want to go back and rest."

He reached out and grabbed her wrist, loosening his grip slightly and pulling her soft hand into his broad palm.

Those cool fingers, carrying a certain ambiguous warmth, slowly caressed her palm, while his shining eyes gazed at her cheek. "Baby, do you know what's written on your face right now?"

People say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart.

It was a place so far from her heart, yet she could truly feel her heart pounding as he touched her fingers.

Her thoughts became somewhat sluggish, and upon hearing his words, she subconsciously reached up and touched her face, letting out a soft "Huh?"

Jiang Yan looked at the slight confusion that unconsciously appeared on her face at this moment.

A slight itch stirred within him, and he uncontrollably tightened his grip, suddenly pulling her into his arms. With her soft, delicate body in his embrace, he inhaled her unique, faint fragrance, and his restless mood, which had been churning all day, seemed to ease. "Silly girl, your face says I'm not happy."

More than an hour ago, he drove out of the Jiang family's house, but didn't go anywhere.

He was just driving aimlessly, smoking one cigarette after another, when he finally realized that he had unconsciously driven the car to this place. He stopped the car, looked at the building that was no longer lit up, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Since when did she become such an important pillar in his life?

He hadn't expected her to be there, but he never dreamed that she would be standing right across the street, looking at him with a hint of surprise.

At that moment, he clearly felt his heart beating vividly.

This is a feeling I've never had before.

He didn't know how to describe it; it was like a messenger from hell who lived in darkness for years, traversing mountains and valleys just to find a ray of sunlight.

But everyone told him that he didn't deserve the sunshine.

He was almost convinced that he could no longer find any sunlight.

But when I looked up, the sun was shining brightly and smiling down on me.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Jiang Yan Hui? You, you let me go."

Siyi was held tightly in his arms, and only then did she belatedly realize that she had been tricked again.

That guy, he can't expect anything good to come out of his mouth.

Not a single word he said was credible, not even to himself. Why is it that when I'm facing him, my mind just doesn't work fast enough?

She wasn't like this before. Back then, she would argue and outwit him, and he was her defeated opponent. Why is it that she doesn't have that same aura now?

She was a little annoyed with herself. She struggled a couple of times, and Jiang Yanhui let go of her, but still wrapped his arms around her waist. All she could hear was his deep laughter, his tone filled with pleasure, "Even a wildcat can turn into a little rabbit. Have I ever told you that you're more lovable when you're well-behaved?"