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

"Let her go!"

As he spoke, Si Qing strode in with his long, slender legs.

Behind him, Yin Zhuo led the Longyan guards in single file, surrounding the area and instantly making the spacious private room feel cramped.

His aura was chilling and oppressive, like a storm, exuding an aura of dominance that seemed to look down on the heavens, just like an emperor who ruled the world.

His hawk-like, chilling gaze was fixed on Yu Jinxian's arm, which was gripping Yu Jinzhao's.

Yu Jinxian remained unmoved, meeting his gaze without flinching, her eyes slightly narrowed, radiating an equally icy aura.

"Master Si, I am disciplining my younger sister."

The implication was that he had no right to interfere.

"Heh." Si Qing couldn't help but chuckle, his breath light and shallow, a sound that seemed to come from the abyss, dangerous and wild.

Jiang Xintong was already so intimidated by his aura that her legs went weak, and she almost instantly recalled the humiliation he had inflicted on her at the Yu family.

Her mind was buzzing, and she fearfully hid behind Lin Hui.

Yu Jinxian stood upright, still coldly staring at him, and tightened his grip on Yu Jinzhao's arm, unwilling to let go.

Yin Zhuo's eyelids twitched violently. He couldn't help but admire that the man was indeed his wife's brother. He was able to maintain his composure and courage in front of Master Si.

Yu Jinzhao could almost feel Si Qing's increasingly murderous aura, which was cold and piercing.

She paused slightly, then forcefully broke free from Yu Jinxian's grasp.

Si Qing pushed up his glasses with his fingers, grabbed Yu Jinzhao's other hand, and pulled her behind him.

The familiar scent of sandalwood lingered around my nose, mixed with the aroma of hormones, carrying a hint of wildness and dark taboo, like a strong wine fermenting, its pungent aroma assaulting my senses.

She was momentarily dazed, looking at his broad and imposing back blocking her way.

In an instant, she remembered the time when he was her bodyguard, and how he would always protect her without hesitation, no matter when or where.

Then, Si Qing raised his hand, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and handed them to her.

"Hold it for me."

Yu Jinzhao subconsciously took it, and when he looked up, he saw him walking step by step toward Yu Jinxian.

His demeanor was cold and aloof, and even the sound of his footsteps carried a chilling aura.

As he approached Yu Jinxian, he slowly and deliberately took off his trench coat. When he reached Yu Jinxian, he threw the trench coat on the ground.

Yu Jinxian frowned slightly. Before he could speak, Si Qingyang grabbed his shoulder and slammed him against the wall.

"Where do you intend to take my wife, huh?"

His posture was fierce, but his tone was very calm, and even the end of his voice carried a hint of tenderness, like a lover's murmur.

But Yu Jinxian, who was standing right next to him, could clearly feel the bloodlust in the man's eyes, as if he wanted to tear the air apart and crush him.

Yu Jinxian tried to struggle, but Si Qing had trained mercenaries for many years and was decisive in his actions. His innate, fearless spirit made it impossible for him to budge the other party in the slightest.

A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes, and her tone was icy, "She's my own sister whom I raised myself. There's no reason why I can't take care of her just because she married you."

"boom--"

Si Qing raised his leg, bent his knee, and thrust it into Yu Jinxian's abdomen.

The force was applied without restraint, causing him to groan in pain.

Si Qing's low, cold laughter fell beside my ear, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, burrowing into my ear canal and striking directly at my heart.

"So you did know she was your own sister. These past three years I haven't been by her side, and this is how you acted as her brother?"

The word "dear" was emphasized heavily, its somber tone conveying a strong sense of irony, like a boulder crashing into his heart.