The Si family sat on the living room sofa, eating sunflower seeds while enjoying the latest gossip.
"The Wen family is starting to go downhill," Old Master Si sighed.
Si Jingyi snorted, "Serves them right! They mistook fish eyes for pearls and looked down on Sister-in-law at every turn. This is their karma!"
Si Youyou chimed in, "Sister-in-law never actively harmed them; it was always them trying to hurt her first."
Sitting on the swing in the back garden, Wen Yan didn't hear the Si family's discussion. She was relishing the gossip in her system.
[Wow, Wen Jianshan actually brought Miao Jiulan back to the Wen family villa.]
[He laid his cards on the table with Mother Wen directly, saying he would keep Miao Jiulan in the Wen family from now on and asked the two of them to get along.]
[Mother Wen was so angry she vomited blood. What a sin, this is true instant karma!]
Wen Yan hummed a little tune in a good mood.
However, it wasn't long before she was annoyed by the constant pinging of message notifications on her phone.
Wen Yan picked up her phone and took a look.
The messages were from an unknown number.
"I am Miao Jiulan's senior brother, Miao Daoxing. You must have heard my name. You set up my junior sister and Wen Jianshan. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"
"Why aren't you replying? Are you scared? Chickened out? I heard you can tell fortunes. If you have the guts, come to the live broadcast show and go one-on-one with me!"
Wen Yan furrowed her delicate brows.
Miao Daoxing?
There was a recent live fortune-telling variety show where Miao Daoxing stood out from hundreds of contestants. He told fortunes on the live show, and every single one was accurate, making him highly sought after.
Wen Yan rolled her eyes speechlessly.
She wasn't bored enough to fight a turf war with this guy.
However, the next second, the person sent a message that she found quite interesting.
"I calculated that you are not from this world."
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow.
Oh ho, this guy actually has some skills.
Wen Yan replied with a message: "Scared of you? Yeah right. If you dare to provoke me, you're barking up the wrong tree."
Miao Daoxing quickly replied: "Next Friday, be there or be square in the live broadcast room. With the Si family's abilities, they should be able to get you on as a guest star for an episode."
Wen Yan stretched, stood up from the swing, and headed to Si Moyan's study on the second floor.
She didn't knock and pushed the door right open.
The man in the study probably hadn't expected her to come over suddenly. His hand on the mouse quickly clicked, as if exiting an interface he couldn't let her see.
Wen Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.
Although the man still had that cold and profound look, she could see a trace of a guilty conscience in his deep eyes.
[Damn it, just destroy it all!]
[Could Iceberg Si be secretly watching softcore porn online behind my back?]
Si Moyan's handsome face darkened.
He looked at Wen Yan with dark, deep eyes, "Yanyan, come here."
Wen Yan walked up to him and glanced at the computer screen.
He had indeed exited a certain interface that he couldn't let her see.
"Hubby, are you doing bad things behind my back?"
Si Moyan grasped Wen Yan's wrist with his large hand and pulled her directly onto his lap.
He naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
"I'm not doing anything bad. I'm designing something, and I'll give you a surprise when it's done."
Wen Yan's curiosity was piqued, "Aww, I want to know right now."
"I can't tell you right now." If he said it, there wouldn't be a surprise.
Wen Yan, "..."
[Goodness, he's really a tormenting little goblin right now.]
Si Moyan picked up the iPad from the desk and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Did you read novels on this?"
Wen Yan suddenly remembered that after she finished reading novels on the iPad, she forgot to delete her history.
She instinctively wanted to snatch the iPad back.
But the man held the iPad high, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face, "What kind of novel were you reading? It's too explicit."
Wen Yan, "..."
[The essence of smutty novels is that they are only good when they are explicit.]
[But did he follow my reading history and read it too?]
[Ahhh, it's really hard to imagine the sight of a cold, ascetic domineering CEO reading smut. Would his blood boil, making him unbearably lonely, and then he'd go to the bathroom...]
Realizing what she was going to say next in her heart, Si Moyan directly pinched her chin, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply.
A clear breath with a faint minty scent hit her face, invading Wen Yan's taste buds and respiratory system.
Her fingertips pressed against the man's chest, her palms feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat.
The entanglement of their lips and teeth caused a faint blush to dye Wen Yan's fair cheeks.
She realized that this man's kissing technique had improved a lot.
"Hubby, did you learn kissing techniques from the male lead in the smutty novel?"
Si Moyan remained noncommittal.
Wen Yan looked at the man's deep gaze that seemed as if it wanted to devour her, and she couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile. "The male leads in those novels, after taking the female lead's class, hand in their homework every day. Sometimes seven classes a night!"
Si Moyan froze for a few seconds before realizing the meaning behind her words.
She was driving the conversation straight into the gutter!
He kissed her forehead, his voice husky, "Not right now. In the future, I will grant your wish and hand in my homework every day."
Wen Yan was speechless for a moment.
How could a grown man be so reserved?
Could it be that after she slept with him, she would run away?
...
Weekend.
Wen Yan had promised Liu Yunru from Hong Kong that she would attend her mother-in-law's birthday banquet.
Si Moyan and Old Master Si accompanied Wen Yan.
Si Jingyi was helping Wen Yan communicate about the fortune-telling live broadcast variety show, so he couldn't go together.
They took a helicopter to Shenzhen, then went through the checkpoint, and took a car to the hotel where the Zhao family was holding the birthday banquet.
After driving for a distance, the car was suddenly stuck in the middle of the road.
Wen Yan raised her wrist to check the time.
Old Madam Zhao's birthday banquet had already started.
She had a faint, ominous premonition in her heart. She checked the system to gain a deeper understanding of Liu Yunru's recent life.
[Good heavens, why isn't she wearing the red string I gave Liu Yunru on her wrist?]
[It turns out that Liu Yunru's recent changes made Old Madam Zhao and Zhao Hongliang notice something was up. The night before last, Zhao Hongliang personally cooked dinner for her and said some sweet words. Her heart softened, thinking her husband wasn't completely heartless towards her yet. She never expected that her husband would put sleeping pills in her soup.]
[She fell into a deep sleep after eating that meal, and her husband and mother-in-law cut the red string on her wrist and threw it away. After she woke up, she became muddle-headed, and her health was worse than before. On the contrary, her mother-in-law started to become full of vigor again.]
[Her son Zhao Yu only cared about Li Qianqian and her daughter, turning a blind eye to his own mother's condition. Her husband and mother-in-law even conspired to bring Li Qianqian and her daughter into the family once she died.]
[It's over, it's over! There are less than ten minutes left before the kowtowing segment of the birthday banquet. If I can't get there in time, Liu Yunru will drop dead on the spot!]
[Liu Yunru's husband and mother-in-law are truly vicious. They actually came up with a scheme to make Liu Yunru die suddenly on the spot without the guests gossiping. Oh my god, I'm so angry I'm going to burst!]
Wen Yan glanced at the long line of traffic ahead, feeling a bit helpless.
If she really couldn't make it in time, there was nothing she could do.
That would just be Liu Yunru's fate.
Si Moyan's dark eyes deepened. "Don't worry, I have a plan. I can get you there right away!"
