On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yin Zhuo specially turned on speakerphone so that Si Qing could hear Yu Jinzhao's voice.

Si Qing flicked his prayer beads, making a soft sound in the carriage. His eyes were indifferent, his gaze fixed on the outside of the window, his profile appearing even more noble and aloof in the shifting light.

Then, he raised an eyebrow slightly and said casually, "Tell her that since she has a family, she should go home on time."

Si Qing's voice was very low, only loud enough for Yin Zhuo to hear clearly. Yu Jinzhao on the other end of the phone had no idea that Si Qing and Yin Zhuo were together.

Master Si truly lives up to his reputation as the commander of the Dragon Flame Army; he has a grand vision. Even though he doesn't like his wife, he still fulfills the responsibilities of a husband.

Yin Zhuo cleared his throat and relayed Si Qing's words to Yu Jinzhao, then said, "Master Si has sent his subordinates to take you back to the Imperial Garden."

The Imperial Garden was the bridal chamber prepared by the head of the Si family for Si Qing and Yu Jinzhao.

Thinking that he still needed to spend some time with the leader, Yu Jinzhao replied, "No need to pick me up, I'll go back by myself in a bit."

"But I failed the mission, and Master Si will break my legs. Madam, please have pity on your subordinate."

Yin Zhuo pleaded softly. In his opinion, his wife and Master Si were so gentle and docile when they were together that they seemed easy to talk to and would definitely not refuse him.

Sure enough, Yu Jinzhao said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yin Zhuo was taken aback, thinking with some relief that although he had such a fierce and ruthless boss as Master Si, he had a gentle and virtuous mistress, so he could be considered to have finally made it through.

"It's just a broken leg. I can help you put it back on," Yu Jinzhao said, her red lips curving upwards, her eyes bright and mischievous, tinged with a hint of teasing.

"It just so happens that I don't have any experience in setting bones, so I can use you as my first test subject."

Yu Jinzhao didn't believe that Si Qing would be so kind as to send his confidant to pick him up; it must be a trap.

If she really let Yin Zhuo pick her up, it would be the same as ordering around Si Qing's confidant. Si Qing would definitely seize this mistake to convict her and take the opportunity to settle the score with her for offending him in the past.

During the period when she was growing stronger, she had to walk on thin ice in front of Si Qing, being extremely cautious and never giving him a chance to retaliate against her.

Yin Zhuo's heart, which had been filled with emotion, instantly turned cold. "..." Is Madam speaking human language?

I was terrified.

No wonder she's Master Si's wife; she's just as twisted as him.

When Yu Jinzhao said this, his tone was slightly mischievous, like he was teasing a cat or dog.

Si Qing paused tapping his prayer beads, and he could almost picture the girl on the other end of the phone, her delicate chin tilted back, her fox-like eyes mischievous yet unrestrained, lively and spirited.

With the imagery in mind, Si Qing's deep peach blossom eyes curved slightly, a faint smile flashing in his eyes, stirring up gentle ripples.

He thought she had changed.

After being hung up on by Yu Jinzhao, Yin Zhuo looked up in the front mirror and saw Si Qing, who was usually cold and aloof, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

Yin Zhuo was extremely shocked. "Master Si, you smiled."

It's been three years...

It's been so long since I've seen Master Si smile like that...

The young master, who had absolutely no human emotions, actually laughed.

In his memory, Master Si was cold and indifferent. Even after completing a major mission for the team, he always seemed indifferent.

He originally thought that Master Si was devoid of human emotions.

Si Qing's eyes flickered slightly, but the smile vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed. When he spoke again, his expression was cold and indifferent once more.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yin Zhuo noticed Si Qing's stunned expression for a couple of seconds, assuming he must have misread it, and casually remarked,

"Master Si, I feel that Madam's attitude towards you is different from her attitude towards me. I thought she was very gentle because she was so docile and shy in front of you. I didn't expect her to be so sharp-tongued."

Si Qing frowned, then suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression gradually turned gloomy.

After Yin Zhuo finished speaking, she noticed that Si Qing's expression was a bit frightening. Thinking she had said something wrong, she felt a chill run down her spine. In a moment of quick thinking, she said...

“Master Si, you see, Madam is ruthless when she scolds her subordinates, but she is so gentle with you. She must care about you a lot.”

Si Qing touched his wrist, looked at him with a deep, dark gaze, and his emotions were very indifferent.

But Yin Zhuo inexplicably caught a hint of jealousy in Si Qing's dark eyes...

Yin Zhuo was a little confused. He must have seen wrong. Wasn't it a good thing that his wife was gentle with Master Si? Why would Master Si be jealous of him? It couldn't be that he was jealous that his wife would talk back to him, could it?

"Master Si, did I say something wrong?" Yin Zhuo asked, forcing himself to speak.

Si Qing looked away, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Then, he slowly sat up straight, reached out and grabbed Yin Zhuo by the collar, and with a little force, pulled him out of the driver's seat.

Yin Zhuo had no choice but to stretch his head in front of Si Qing. He looked at Si Qing nervously, his breathing a little rapid.

Si Qing grabbed his collar with one hand and held a metal lighter in the other.

clack.

He pressed out a small flame, illuminating the panic in Yin Zhuo's eyes.

Then, Si Qing chuckled and asked, "Do you know what a lighter can be used for?"

Yin Zhuo swallowed hard and answered very honestly, "Light a cigarette."

Si Qing held the cigarette at an angle, lowered his head slightly, and took a drag as the cigarette tip touched the flame. His tone was calm.

"It can not only light cigarettes,"

After saying that, he paused deliberately, took the lit cigarette out of his mouth, and held the cigarette butt up with his fingertips, making a gesture as if offering incense.

The wisps of white smoke blurred Si Qing's handsome and noble features. He raised his eyes with a half-smile, revealing a deep desire.

Then, with a slight movement of his thin lips, his deep, resonant voice rang out, low and dangerous.

"We can also light incense at your grave."

"..."

Yin Zhuo was so frightened that he almost spiraled into the sky, his face turning pale as he begged for mercy.

At that moment, his sharp eyes, lowered, caught sight of the text message popping up on the screen of the phone that had slipped out of Si Qing's pocket. His survival instinct kicked in, and he spoke up.

"Master Si, Butler Si sent you a text message half an hour ago. Your mother has gone to the underground city. Let's go find her quickly."

Si Qing paused for a moment before releasing his hand from Yin Zhuo's collar, leaning back and saying coldly, "Let's drive."

Relieved to have escaped unscathed, Yin Zhuo immediately drove to the underground city.