Shu Yu was held tightly in Si Yiheng’s arms.
The cold, sharp aura emanating from Si Yiheng completely enveloped her.
Like an impenetrable net, it left her no chance to break free.
Her heart pounded wildly, even faster than after the vigorous exercise she had just done.
Shu Yu’s long, dense eyelashes fluttered slightly as she instinctively tried to step back. “Si Yiheng…”
But Si Yiheng only stared at her. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Shu Yu was at a loss for words.
Feeling guilty, she whispered, “I’m not trying to go anywhere.”
Si Yiheng’s palm rested gently against her cheek, his voice softening. “You said you love me, said you’d stay with me forever. So why run away? Baby Yu?”
The tender touch sent a slight chill through Shu Yu’s scalp.
She sensed that this was the calm after Si Yiheng’s storm of anger.
Lifting her pale face, she said, “I won’t run anymore, Si Yiheng.”
Si Yiheng’s dark, intense eyes fixed on her as he took her hand.
His thin lips parted. “Even if you wanted to run, you wouldn’t get the chance.”
*
Butler Qin and the bodyguards blocked the people chasing Shu Yu, yet they failed to stop Si Yiheng.
After searching for a long time, all he found was Shu Yu’s sketchpad left on the ground.
Butler Qin hurriedly informed Song Wenzhao. Song Wenzhao pressed his fingers against his forehead and said, “You come back. I’m on my way.”
Song Wenzhao added, “Send someone to the airport. Watch for any passing cars.”
In the courtyard,
Si Jingwen seemed to realize he had caused trouble and didn’t dare to lift his head to meet Song Wenzhao’s gaze.
Song Wenzhao looked coldly at Si Jingwen. “You and your brother set me up?”
Song Wenzhao could only think of Si Jingwen as the one who had tipped off Si Yiheng.
Brought Si Yiheng to this place.
Si Jingwen was pretending to be useless, but in fact, he was playing a trick on him with Si Yiheng.
Si Jingwen quickly waved his hands. “No, no, I didn’t set you up with my brother.”
He couldn’t possibly take such a huge blame.
“Don’t say things you can’t back up.”
Song Wenzhao said, “If you didn’t set me up with Si Yiheng, then how did he get here?”
Si Jingwen looked innocent and a little aggrieved. “How would I know? It must be your security that failed.”
Song Wenzhao: “…”
Song Wenzhao’s temples throbbed with frustration. “Then why did you send a message to Butler Qin?”
Si Jingwen said, “My brother caught me yesterday and took me away. He said he would explain everything to Shu Yu. Once it’s clear, he’ll set Shu Yu free.”
“Don’t worry, my brother keeps his word.”
“Wait a little while. My brother will bring Shu Yu back.”
Song Wenzhao: “…”
Song Wenzhao couldn’t help himself. “Are you an idiot? You believe whatever Si Yiheng tells you?”
“Si Yiheng tells you not to eat, so you don’t eat?”
Si Jingwen: “I do eat. I’m not really an idiot.”
Song Wenzhao: “…”
Song Wenzhao really wanted to say that Si Jingwen was exactly that—an idiot.
It was his fault for thinking Si Jingwen was pure and easy to manipulate.
But it turned out anyone could be manipulated.
Si Yiheng didn’t even need tricks, and Si Jingwen just blindly sold everyone out.
*
Shu Yu’s eyes were covered with a silk blindfold, everything around her plunged into darkness. Her hands were tied by Si Yiheng, the knot tied tightly and firmly.
This time, Si Yiheng was truly determined—he wouldn’t show her anything, nor would he let her escape.
Her view was blocked, and her hands were restrained.
Shu Yu could only sit atop Si Yiheng.
He remained silent, leaning in close. The heat of his breath made the thin line of Shu Yu’s spine shiver slightly. Si Yiheng’s large hand settled at the hollow of her waist.
His arms tightened, almost pulling her completely into his embrace.
Before long, Si Yiheng’s lips brushed against hers.
