Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

Si Yuan stood up and looked coldly at Xiang Mingche, "Get out!"

Xiang Mingche leaned in and grabbed Si Yuan's arm. "Shen Xingzhu is on a business trip abroad and hasn't come back at all. Where did you go last night? Who were you with? Why didn't you come back all night?"

Si Yuan never expected that Xiang Mingche would investigate Shen Xingzhu's whereabouts.

She frowned, forcefully shoved Xiang Mingche away, her small face expressionless.

"We've already broken off the engagement. Who I'm with and what I do are none of your business."

When Si Yuan returned in the morning, she was wearing a turtleneck sweater, and Xiang Mingche didn't see anything.

At this moment, Si Yuan changed into her pajamas. Although the neckline was not low, Xiang Mingche saw the hickeys and teeth marks on her collarbone during their tug-of-war.

That was clearly left by a man.

A burning jealousy raged in her chest, and she glared at Mingche with eyes wide with fury. "Who? Who was it? Which wild man touched you?"

Si Yuan disliked Xiang Mingche referring to Bo Yusen as a "wild man".

"You're not even worth a single hair on his head."

Si Yuan is dirty—

It was her own choice—

This thought exploded in Xiang Mingche's mind, and jealousy, resentment, and anger made him unable to control his emotions.

He growled helplessly, "How could you let someone touch you so easily..."

"Who said it's casual? We cherish each other and have very in-depth conversations."

Si Yuan couldn't understand that the person who betrayed their relationship was Xiang Mingche, who had schemed to break off the engagement and wanted to marry Si Yingying.

Now he shamelessly comes to question her, as if she's the one who wronged him.

Xiang Mingche was deeply provoked by Si Yuan's words. He angrily reached out, wanting to hit Si Yuan—

He couldn't bring himself to strike his superior, Yuan, in her dark, cold eyes.

He was like a trapped beast, restless and anxious.

Soon, he began to comfort himself again—

"No...this is impossible—"

He gripped Si Yuan's shoulders tightly, trying to get a reassuring answer from her. "Ah Yuan, I know you're not that kind of person. You're definitely angry with me, and you deliberately let someone bite you to get revenge, right?"

"Oh--"

Si Yuan sneered and shoved Xiang Mingche away, "You dare to challenge me?"

"No--"

Xiang Mingche clutched his hair in despair, unable to believe it was real. "It can't be like this—"

Suddenly remembering something, he glared fiercely at Si Yuan, "You're a daughter of the Si family. You're not even married yet and you've already had a relationship with someone else. Aren't you afraid Si Qingwan will kick you out of the Si family?"

Si Yuan showed no fear. "So you knew too."

Xiang Mingche was taken aback. "What?"

Si Yuan smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes.

She approached Xiang Mingche with icy eyes, and her words sent a chill down Xiang Mingche's spine.

"I heard everything..."

"I heard your conversation the day you handed me over to Li Jiale."

Si Yuan mimicked Xiang Mingche's tone from that day—

"What I want is the title of the true heiress of the Si family. Blame it on A Yuan for being a fake."

"My daughter, Ah Yuan, is afraid of pain, so please be gentle, Young Master Li."

Xiang Mingche, who had just been looking furious and on the verge of collapse, now looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his face filled with astonishment.

He tried to argue that it wasn't like that...

But it felt like something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't say a single word.

My heart was pounding wildly, not from the embarrassment of being exposed, but from fear.

"And the day I was kidnapped by Li Jiale, weren't you and Si Yingying making love in bed?"

"Even at the Liu family's great-grandson's first birthday banquet, you knew exactly what I was afraid of, yet you deliberately made me look bad in front of everyone, wasn't it all just to annul the engagement?"

Si Yuan shrugged. "See? You don't care about my life or death at all. Who are you trying to fool by pretending to be so caring?"

Xiang Mingche's face was ashen. He never imagined that she knew all about what he had done to her.

No wonder Ah Yuan's attitude towards him wasn't as good as before after that.

She knows everything.

But she didn't say anything.

They have endured this until now.

"Ah Yuan... I..."

Si Yuan interrupted Xiang Mingche, "Don't call me by my name. It just makes me feel disgusted to hear those two words from your mouth."

Si Yuan stepped back a few paces, distancing herself from Xiang Mingche.

"You can have your mother check if I'm a virgin, like last time, but let me tell you, you used to be my fiancé, and you were entitled to it."

"You are now Si Yingying's fiancé, you have no right to interfere in my affairs."

Si Yuan smiled. "Brother-in-law, you're about to marry Si Yingying. Aren't you afraid your fiancée will never forgive you for staying in my room for so long?"

The phrase "brother-in-law" completely severed the boundary between the two.

Xiang Mingche's eyes were bloodshot, filled with guilt, fear, and remorse.

Si Yuan doesn't need it.

"I……"

Xiang Mingche had a lot to say to Si Yuan, but what should he say?

Since A Yuan knew everything, even his apology seemed insincere.

He had previously fantasized about giving A Yuan a better life after marrying Si Yingying.

But Ah Yuan has a strong personality, and after learning what he did to her, how could she possibly forgive him?

Is it really over between them?

Xiang Mingche seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit, feeling helpless and terrified.

My phone rang; it was a WeChat message from Si Yingying.

Xiang Mingche looked deeply at Si Yuan, but in the end, he said nothing and left dejectedly.

After closing the door, Si Yuan leaned against it and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

I felt extremely happy.

She didn't want to tell Xiang Mingche these things, but since Xiang Mingche was so eager to cause trouble, she decided to show him what it meant to destroy someone's spirit.

"Heartbreak" means that she knows all the shameful things he has done to her, and that his hypocritical concern and feigned affection are nothing but a joke in her eyes.

Many people from the entertainment circle came to offer their blessings at the wedding of the Xiang and Si families.

To show their respect for Si Yingying, the Xiang family booked the entire Genting Grand Hotel.

As the bride, Si Yingying was overjoyed, her happiness and joy overflowing.

Xiang Mingche, the groom, was preoccupied and forced a smile.

Clearly, Si Yuan's words were a huge blow to him.

The day before the wedding, He Shuqing approached her boss, Yuan, and said, "Yuan, if you don't want to attend Yingying and Mingche's wedding, you don't have to."

He Shuqing was afraid that Si Yuan would be heartbroken and upset if she saw the pictures of their wedding.

Si Yuan smiled gently, "Aunt Shu Qing, don't worry. Now that I've granted Ming Che and Ying Ying's wish, I've naturally let it go."

"Besides, if I don't show up, it will give others something to criticize me for."

He Shuqing patted Si Yuan's head. "We're not afraid of being criticized. This is also what your mother wanted."

Si Yuan smiled. "I know you mean well, but I'm really fine."

"good……"

Despite their many grievances against Si Yingying, the two elders of the Si family still attended the wedding.

Si Aofu and Fu Qidong also arrived.

Si Aofu was wearing a silk scarf and sunglasses that covered most of her face.

Fu Qidong, as always, wore a faint smile, exuding a refined and scholarly air.

The two arrived hand in hand, looking every bit like a loving couple.

"Sister, brother-in-law..."

Si Yuan greeted the two of them with a smile.

Today she was wearing a bright green dress that made her skin look incredibly fair.

Her long hair was styled into a beautiful bun, with a jade-green hairpin inserted in the bun.

She had a long, beautiful swan neck and a very straight back; she looked like a fairy from heaven.

Fu Qidong stared at her intently. "Ah Yuan, I was too busy to attend the homecoming banquet. I heard about you and Xiang Mingche from your sister. Are you alright?"

Si Yuan remained poised as always. "Thank you for your concern, brother-in-law. I'm fine."

"Sigh... I thought I would be able to attend your and Mingche's wedding banquet, but I never expected that the groom would be Mingche and the bride would be Yingying."

"But it's alright, out with the old, in with the new. I've heard quite a few young men are pursuing you..."

"Okay—"

Si Aofu interrupted Fu Qidong with a smile, "Today is Yingying and Mingche's special day, why keep talking about Ayuan?"

Fu Qidong glanced at Si Aofu with displeasure, and Si Aofu's expression stiffened.

Soon, Fu Qidong smiled again, "Ao Fu is right, A Yuan. After Ming Che and Ying Ying's wedding, your sister and I will help you find someone suitable."

Si Yuan maintained her fake smile, "Thank you for your kindness, brother-in-law, but it's alright. I just want to focus on my career right now."

Fu Qidong raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said nothing more.

Among the guests were many important figures, so Fu Qidong naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.

As soon as he left, Si Aofu's dissatisfied voice rang out, "Why are you dressed so beautifully for Xiang Mingche and Si Yingying's wedding? People would think you're here to steal the bride's thunder."

Si Yuan looked at her clothes, tilted her head in confusion, and asked, "Am I pretty?"

Si Aofu: "...So ugly, terribly ugly!"

Si Yuan smiled.

Si Aofu: "...Stop laughing, you look even uglier when you laugh."

Si Yuan obediently replied, "Oh..."

Seeing Si Aofu and Si Yuan chatting happily, Fu Qidong, who was not far away, curled up a sinister smile.

The wedding ceremony officially began.

Xiang Mingche slowly walked towards Si Yingying, who was wearing a wedding dress and looking at him expectantly.

He had thought that on the day he achieved his goal, he should be happy and joyful.

But only he knew that he was not happy at all.

His gaze fell on Si Yuan below the stage. Her gaze was the same as that of the other guests attending the wedding, and even more indifferent than theirs.

His heart was breaking.

Ah Yuan—

From the moment he met A Yuan, he had been dreaming of his wedding with her.

Now he's getting married, but the bride isn't the woman he loves.

Xiang Mingche's face was very ugly, and the people below the stage began to whisper among themselves.

"What's wrong with the groom? He looks so pale. It's more like a funeral than a wedding."

"Could it be that they were going to get married but are now wanting to back out?"

"Although Si Yuan is not the real heiress of the Si family, apart from her status, she is far superior to the real heiress. It's no wonder that Xiang Mingche regrets it."

"It's no use regretting it now. We've already lost face once, and the Xiang and Si families can't afford to lose face again."

Those people were quite loud; Xiang Mingche heard them.

He closed his eyes tightly, forcing himself not to look at Si Yuan anymore, not to think about her anymore.

Suddenly, a voice pierced my ears.

"Hey, do you guys think we'll see a scene later where Si Yuan rushes in to steal the bride?"

These words made Xiang Mingche's heart race, and his heart was filled with hope.

Will A-Yuan cause a scene at the wedding?

Regardless of anything else, their feelings for each other over the years were real. Even if A-Yuan is still angry with him or hates him, she must still love him.

What should he do if A Yuan tries to steal the bride?

Xiang Mingche's mind began to be stretched to its limit.

He looked at Si Yuan below the stage. If Si Yuan really did try to steal the bride, he…

I will never let her down again.