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

His fingertips had just touched her forehead when he suddenly paused.

It was as if the soft, warm touch of her skin was still there when he had his hand on her waist. In an instant, sparks flew, and a tingling sensation washed over his entire body from his fingertips like a tidal wave…

Suddenly, he quickly withdrew his hand, the dazed look in his eyes dissipated like mist, leaving a chill as sharp as the cold of early spring in March. He got up, got out of bed, and left the room.

*

Si Qing went up to the third floor and pushed open the door to the study.

He turned on the warm yellow lamppost under the bed, the dim light casting a hazy outline of the study, exuding a thick, oppressive atmosphere.

He walked to the desk, took out a sheet of white drawing paper, and spread it out.

Outside, the wind howled and cranes cried.

Inside the room, Si Qing was painting by the window.

The sleeves of the bathrobe were rolled up twice, revealing a section of the forearm, exuding an air of noble elegance.

Holding an ink brush, his distinct knuckles moved across the drawing paper, his fair fingertips dabbing at the ink.

He stopped writing after a short while.

The drawing clearly depicts what he looked like when he first met Yu Jinzhao.

A sixteen-year-old girl rode a horse, her eyes bright and beautiful, her demeanor unrestrained and flamboyant, her eyes and brows exuding arrogance, yet she did not appear domineering.

Si Qing's deep, dark eyes stared silently at the girl in the painting, his gaze filled with the unfathomable struggle of a trapped beast.

He couldn't help but touch the girl in the painting, touching her delicate and fierce eyebrows and eyes.

In an instant, as if a seal had been broken, the trapped beast in his eyes burst forth, and the suppressed ferocity exploded, exuding a tender spring-like charm.

He traced her cheek with his fingertips, his gaze deep and thoughtful, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, a touch of tenderness almost imperceptible.

beep-

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and he snapped back to reality in a second.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl on the drawing paper again; all his previous loss of composure had vanished.

Like a burning star in the vast universe, extinguished by a sudden downpour.

He took out his phone, glanced at the incoming call, walked to the window, and answered the call.

"explain."

He looked out the window at the crabapple blossoms that stretched down to the floor below, picked one, put it in his mouth, and chewed it leisurely. His dark pupils were unfathomable and utterly indifferent.

"Brother Qing, congratulations on marrying the love of your youth. We're best friends, so it wouldn't be right for you not to treat me to a meal with Miss Yu, would it?"

On the other end of the phone, Lu Xingyu made some lighthearted jokes.

Si Qing turned around, leaning casually against the window. He tasted the bittersweet flavor of the crabapple blossoms, his brows slightly raised, his eyes filled with cold indifference.

"You know it's because we're young."

The implication is that things are no longer the same.

Lu Xingyu was taken aback.

"Have you forgotten what she did to me?" Si Qing chewed and swallowed the crabapple petals, his clear voice carrying a hint of low mockery.

Lu Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, then said jokingly, "You're not upset about Miss Yu making you her bodyguard, are you? You think it's beneath your dignity as Commander Longyan?"

"That has nothing to do with it."

Si Qing seemed to think that what Lu Xingyu said was stupid.

He gave a cold laugh, his hoarse voice filled with an obscure tone.

"I'm talking about what happened between us the night before she left the country three years ago."

Lu Xingyu suddenly realized what was going on. Thinking of that matter, he fell silent for a long while before speaking, his tone becoming somewhat solemn.

"That thing..."

"Alright, we'll talk about it when you get back." Si Qing didn't want to bring it up anymore and hung up the phone.

The study was silent. He raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, then walked to the desk, picked up the drawing paper, looked at it for a long time with his eyes lowered, his gaze growing increasingly somber, and suddenly crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Turn around and leave.

A moment later, the study door was pushed open again, and a tall, slender figure walked in, picked up the drawing paper from the trash can, smoothed out the wrinkles little by little, and then opened the safe and put it inside.

*

The next day, as the first rays of sunlight shone into the master bedroom, Yu Jinzhao, who was lying on the edge of the bed, opened his eyes and felt sore all over.

"Hiss~" She realized that after maintaining the hunched posture all night, her blood circulation had stopped, and a numb sensation ran from her toes all the way to the top of her head.

wipe.

It's all that bastard Si Qing's fault.

She instinctively wanted to curse, but suddenly calmed down, glanced at the double bed, which was empty, and reached out to touch it; the sheets were slightly warm.

This means that Siqing has only recently started.

Yu Jinzhao gritted her teeth. That bastard was sleeping comfortably on the bed, letting her lie on the headboard. He should at least tell her to get up and go back to the sofa!

That's inhuman!

But then he thought about it again. He had wanted to kill her anyway, so it was understandable that he did so. Besides, given his ruthless methods, it was good enough that he didn't dissect her alive.

She endured.

After calming down for a while, Yu Jinzhao got up with trembling legs, glanced at his phone, and remembered that he had to attend the Bo family's auction tonight, which would be a tough battle.

With that thought in mind, she walked towards the bathroom. Seeing that the bathroom door was closed and there was no sound, she opened it without hesitation.

In the bathroom, Si Qing finished showering and stood in front of the mirror shaving.

Just as I put the razor down, my eyes inadvertently glanced at the sapphire hair clip on the washstand.

He picked it up unconsciously and looked at it from left to right.

To everyone's surprise, the moment my fingertip touched the hair clip, the blue diamond on it suddenly fell off, dropped into the sink, and rolled directly into the black opening in the middle.

His brow twitched, and he tried to pull it out with his fingers, but with a "plop," it was the sound of the diamond disappearing completely down the pipe...

Meanwhile, as Yu Jinzhao opened the bathroom door, she watched helplessly as the expensive diamond her brother had given her slipped from Si Qing's cold, pale fingers and fell down the drain...

Si Qing seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked at the girl who was standing blankly at the door.

His towering figure was almost as tall as the door, exuding an aura of a powerful and unapproachable figure. He held a girlish hair clip in his hand, but the diamonds on it were gone, leaving it completely empty.

"..."

The usually cold, arrogant, and emotionless Master Si experienced embarrassment for the first time in his life. He quickly let go of the hair clip and spoke indifferently.

"Just now, it was you, a lifeless diamond, who deliberately tried to provoke me. It has nothing to do with me."

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