Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

Shang Xi thought the man was going to take her to some high-end restaurant again, so she specially wore a slightly formal outfit.

Unexpectedly, the final location was the president's office of the -eus Group.

However, it's only a little past 9 a.m. now, so saying it's lunchtime is a bit of a stretch.

She sat on the sofa reading a financial newspaper. After flipping through a few pages out of boredom, she looked up at the man at the desk and asked, "Mr. Si, is there something you want to say to me?"

This man couldn't possibly be unaware of the conversation he just had with Mr. Si.

As for the content, she was unsure whether she was being monitored.

but……

Si Tingye pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge and said calmly, "Miss Shang, play the violin for me."

"..."

Following the man's gaze, Shang Xi then noticed the violin case she had photographed in the underground city that day, placed next to the wine rack not far away.

It seems she hasn't touched it for many days either.

Suppressing her doubts, Shang Xi sighed, stood up, and took the zither out of its case.

After testing the sound briefly, she asked, "What would Mr. Si like to hear?"

"Either is fine, it's up to you."

"it is good."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Shang Xi began to play the zither.

She loved a piece of music since she was a child, called "Serenade".

This is a song that expresses love to a lover.

However, it's rather ironic that there's no affection between the two of them.

The melodious and rhythmic sounds of the piano filled the air.

Unconsciously, Shang Xi slowly closed her eyes.

The music ended about five minutes later.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that the man who had been sitting at the desk had silently walked up to her.

Shang Xi was slightly taken aback when she met those deep amber eyes.

She gently put down her violin and lowered her eyes. "Mr. Si, you don't like this piece, I... um..."

Before she could react, her next words were sealed by a kiss.

Si Tingye's kiss was as domineering as ever, yet it also carried a touch of tenderness.

He gripped her waist tightly with both hands, tightening his grip continuously.

The sudden kiss left Shang Xi stunned.

The feeling of oxygen deprivation left her clinging to the man who was holding her.

It took an unknown amount of time before it gradually stopped.

Both of them were slightly out of breath.

Hands, whose gloves had been removed at some point, were now exposed to the air.

Slightly rough fingertips lifted Shang Xi's chin, and his voice was low and deep, "Compared to Miss Shang's violin, I prefer your lips, sweet and lovely."

"..."

"Did the old man call you?"

"Ah."

When the conversation finally turned to the phone, Shang Xi couldn't help but stiffen.

The words 'in vitro fertilization' popped into her mind, causing her rosy complexion to turn slightly pale.

The man's voice, brooking no refusal, rang out again, his tone forceful: "Shang Xi, I won't ask what the old man said to you or what he made you do, but you must remember one thing."

"……What's up?"

"To stay by my side, you must completely trust me and not let others influence your thinking, understand?"

Shang Xi pursed her lips, not answering immediately.

Indeed, whether she believed or not was entirely up to her.

However, based solely on the mysterious old man mentioned by others over the past month...

She always felt that it wasn't impossible for him to scheme against her.

If, as Mr. Si said, Si Tingye and Mu Pianran already have a child... then no matter what, she would absolutely not stay any longer.

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To be fair, you should trust Mr. Si.