Fatal Desire

Chapter 54 Doing Even More Outrageous Things with Him
Madam Xiao adjusted the dark green vest on her shoulder, exuding elegance and nobility, and said in a slightly deep voice, "I want you to get married and have children properly, not just raise a few kids."

These aristocratic families have high standards; on the surface, they are all undeniably luxurious and elegant, but their inner lives are quite different.

It's not a big deal for a young master to keep several young women on his side when he's young, but when he reaches marriageable age, he can completely break it off.

But if an illegitimate child or daughter were to be born out of nowhere, wouldn't that tarnish the family's reputation?
Regarding Zhao Yansen's marriage, Madam Xiao differed from Madam Zhao; the former had only one requirement: a clean and tidy girl.

“No conflict.” Zhao Yansen casually shifted his gaze, his slender fingers holding the teacup as he took a sip of tea.

Song Xi glanced at the nonchalant man out of the corner of her eye, picked up a pastry cookie, and slowly chewed it.

My brother always acts like this in front of my maternal grandmother and the others. He seems casual and easy to talk to, but in reality, he is powerful and domineering.

If he really doesn't want to get married, there's nothing anyone can do about it.

"Sister Xi, you made a mistake," Zhao Chengyou reminded her, frowning.

Song Xi pulled herself back to reality, looked down at the halfway point of the Go game in front of her, her fingertips twirling a smooth, white stone, her slender wrist turning slightly as she slowly and firmly placed the stone.

"This time it's definitely right."

"That's it." The young master was finally satisfied.

Song Xi said emphatically, "Go is a science. Don't just keep winning; understand why you want to win. Sometimes, what seems like a loss is actually a victory."

"Sister A-Xi, you wouldn't be trying to salvage the situation if you realized you were going to lose, would you?" Zhao Chengyou placed a black chess piece.

"No way, this was taught to me by my former Go teacher," Song Xi said with a smile. "Winning is skill, losing is worldliness. The art of losing is to lose without making a sound, so that the opponent mistakenly thinks that he won by skill."

Zhao Chengyou: "It's just a style of play."

Song Xi nodded: "You understand the ins and outs here without me having to explain."

Zhao Yansen's gaze fell on the chessboard of the siblings, his eyes drooping wearily at the corners, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

Song Xi's playing style is relatively soft; he never launches a direct attack, but instead lures his opponent into a dead end and uses the opponent's own rules to kill them.

She transforms into the Big Bad Wolf, while the young master opposite her is Little Red Riding Hood, who is tricked but still helps the other girl count the money.

Sure enough, three minutes later, Zhao Chengyou stared at the lost game, scratching his head in distress and confusion.

Suddenly, Madam Xiao asked, "Has Xi'er gotten a boyfriend yet?"

Grandma was having a long chat with my brother, so why did the conversation suddenly turn to her?

"Not yet," Song Xi replied meekly.

Just as Madam Xiao was about to ask the younger generation some questions, a man's calm voice came from beside her: "She's still young."

Madam Xiao smiled kindly: "Xi'er is still young. If she gets married so early, not only will your aunt be unhappy, but I will be too."

Zhao Yansen, however, said, "She won't get married."

Song Xi was smiling gently at Madam Xiao when she heard this, and she couldn't help but shift her gaze, her bright eyes fixed on him.

Zhao Yansen rested his arm on the sofa armrest, his index finger pressed against his temple, and uttered two words in a calm tone: "Marry into the family."

The man remained calm and composed, his voice unchanged, showing no sign of anything amiss.

The reason was that they were worried Song Xi would be bullied after she got married.

For some reason, Madam Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as it suits Xi'er's wishes, it's fine to marry her off."

His demeanor remained impeccable, but his tone was even more authoritative: "Do outsiders dare to bully the young ladies of the Xiao and Zhao families?"

Song Xi got up and sat down next to Madam Xiao, affectionately hugging her arm and saying coquettishly, "With Grandmother here, no one dares to bully me."

With her children and grandchildren around her, Old Madam Xiao felt an immense warmth in her heart, and she smiled kindly as she patted Song Xi's head.

The butler came over and invited them to dinner at the restaurant, saying that the old gentleman was already there.

In addition to the usual Beijing cuisine, dinner included fish caught in the lake that day. The chef's knife skills and culinary artistry were exquisite; the simple cooking method preserved the freshness of the fish, and Song Xi ate to her heart's content. After dinner, Song Xi and Zhao Chengyou accompanied the old lady for a stroll in the park.

After shopping, she went straight back to her room.

Song Yunyu happened to call to inquire about the two elders.

Song Xi told him the truth.

"You can stay there for the night. Your uncle and I will visit your parents tomorrow, and then you can come with us," Song Yunyu said gently.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi put down her phone and prepared to take a shower. When she took off her Patek Philippe mechanical watch, she was lost in thought for a few seconds.

Blinking back to her senses, Song Xi gathered her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she came out with the fresh scent of her bath. She lay on the big bed, her legs crossed and raised, swinging them idly as she chatted in a group on her phone.

Qin Fanghao: "Congratulations! Zhuang Xuecheng has been sent back to Hong Kong Island!"

Meng Weixian: "Sister Qin, your information network isn't very good. The man surnamed Zhuang hasn't been in Beijing for two weeks."

Qin Fanghao: "How do you know so much? Could it be that you did it?"

Meng Weixian: "No, I don't have that kind of ability."

Meng Weixian: "The man surnamed Zhuang must have offended someone he shouldn't have. My informant said that Zhuang Xuecheng has suddenly gone into a fit of epilepsy and keeps eating at the restaurant until he's stuffed and still won't stop until he can't eat anymore."

Meng Weixian: "He was tortured and forced to eat his fill until he was hospitalized. He has a lot of psychological trauma and probably even developed anorexia."

Qin Fanghao: "Serves him right! He used to insist on taking girls out to dinner regardless of their wishes, and now he's getting his just desserts!"

Shang Shixu: "Who invited Zhuang Xuecheng to dinner?"

Meng Weixian: "I don't know, but he's definitely a big shot!"

Song Xi's clear pupils reflected the chat page, and she suddenly remembered that Zhuang Xuecheng had harassed her last time and even said he would treat her to dinner.

As a result, he developed anorexia and sheepishly returned to Hong Kong Island.

The punishment of having to keep eating even when you're stuffed is more terrifying and despairing than starvation.

That big shot is really ruthless.

After replying to the WeChat message, Song Xi picked up the expensive watch from the bedside table again.

His gaze lingered on the watch, and he boldly imagined how it would look on Zhao Yansen's wrist.

My brother has strong, slender wrists, fair skin, and long, well-defined fingers... He looks perfect in any watch he wears.

He was really good at it. He held her ankle in his broad, dry palm, pressed his fingertips against her snow-white skin, and pinched it a couple of times with just the right amount of pressure, which was quite teasing.

He exudes an understated yet alluring charm.

It makes you want to do even more outrageous things with him.

Song Xi watched the hands of the clock turn, and after an unknown amount of time, her eyelids grew heavy, and she gradually drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps because of the physical contact during the day, Song Xi had a very long dream that night.

In her dream, there were scenes of her brother carrying her onto the boat with one hand, her brother condescending to kneel down and take off her shoes, and her brother carrying her on his back in the warm spring sunshine...

In the end of the dream, Zhao Yansen pinned her down, scolding her for being disobedient while his long, beautiful fingers unbuckled the belt on his pants.

Zhao Yansen: The Zhao family does not marry off daughters; they only have sons-in-law marry into the family.

Song Xi raised her hand: Brother, my surname is not Zhao.

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