Chapter 7: Tonight?

“Come with me.”
Si Yuchuan’s expression was calm, yet carried an unyielding authority.

Since she needed his help, Yun Chuxia naturally did not refuse and obediently followed him into a black Cullinan.

The live comments flickered, finally updating the progress on Si Haochen’s side.

[The engagement banquet has been changed to a celebration of the Su family heiress’s return. I thought there would be a direct proposal.]
[Didn’t the Si matriarch and Mr. Su take the stage together to announce the upcoming alliance and marriage between the two families? It’s essentially the same.]

Great.

Yun Chuxia curled the corners of her lips.

As long as the male and female leads were locked in advance, there was a great chance her own ending could change significantly.

[Too bad, no chance to see the female antagonist get slapped in the face—it’s still not satisfying enough.]
[Isn’t the antagonist’s family at the scene? Their faces look as dark as rags in a sewer.]
[Of course, the golden turtle fiancé flew away, the cooperation fell through, who could still smile?]
[Praying for the female antagonist—they probably want to skin her alive.]

Yun Chuxia shivered involuntarily.

Even though she had decided never to tolerate the Yun family again, the dark memories buried deep in her youth still stirred a primal fear within her body.

She could never return to the Yun household.

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Yun Chuxia shifted her gaze to Si Yuchuan sitting beside her calmly.

She was calculating the possibility of using his protection to keep the Yun family at bay.

Si Yuchuan shot her a glance. Dressed all in black—black shirt, black pants, black mask—he seemed to want to wrap himself up tightly, revealing only those clear, moist, flirtatious eyes.

She unabashedly scanned him from head to toe with her eyes, clearly scheming something mischievous, yet her gaze remained serene, turning that hint of cunning into liveliness.

“The engagement banquet matter has been settled,”

Yun Chuxia spoke, her long, fair fingers climbing onto the blue-veined back of his hand, trying to make her voice sound more alluring,

“Should I come find you tonight?”

The driver, Uncle Liu, widened his eyes in surprise.

Not long ago, a young female star tried to seduce Si Yuchuan in the car and was promptly thrown out.

He hastily eased on the brakes, trying to slow the car down.

Though the girl’s face was not clearly visible, she seemed quite young—innocently reckless.

He wondered how she must have felt being tossed out.

Si Yuchuan’s gaze fixed on their intertwined hands, the stark contrast clear—her skin was pale and smooth like a piece of exquisite mutton fat jade.

He flipped his palm over and grasped her hand.

Yun Chuxia instinctively tried to pull away.

Si Yuchuan acted as if he didn’t notice, quietly tightening his grip to keep her within control, casually rubbing the knuckles of her fingers with his slightly rough fingertips.

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There was a faint ring mark around her middle finger.

He had seen it on Si Haochen’s hand before—the couple’s ring worn for three years, which should have today been replaced by an engagement diamond ring.

“Who said you’ve already settled it?”

Si Yuchuan spoke slowly, deliberately:

“The Si family suddenly switched their alliance partner. The media has already caught wind of it. The Si family has been thrust into the center of public opinion because of you.”

He leaned in with a half-smile, eyes fixed on Yun Chuxia’s delicate earlobe:

“How will you take responsibility?”

Yun Chuxia frowned. It was nothing more than fabricating a tale of love and hate among powerful families. When had the Si family ever cared about such things?

Besides, with the Si family’s formidable PR team, would they allow public opinion to spiral out of control?

She looked up at Si Yuchuan.

He had straightened his posture, his brows cool and aloof, exuding an air of refined arrogance.

Feigning propriety.

Yun Chuxia cursed silently in her heart—he just wanted to find a way to torment her.

“What does President Si want me to do?”