The engagement was with the younger brother, but I've fallen for the older brother.

Saturday morning at 10:00 AM.

She played until the wee hours last night, and Si Yimian can't get out of bed today.

The phone buzzed on the bedside table, like a fly oblivious to its own mortality, crashing into the glass.

Si Yimian's eyelids felt as heavy as if they were made of lead, and her lower body was completely numb, as if she had been disassembled and reassembled last night.

Her eyes were not open, and she reached out and touched something for a long time before finally touching the back of a hand.

The fingers were clearly knuckled, and the body temperature was low; it was holding her phone.

He Sichen was already awake, leaning against the headboard, and glanced at the caller ID on her phone screen.

"Your mother."

He placed the phone in her palm, his voice low and hoarse from just waking up.

Si Yimian squinted and swiped to answer the call, still lying on her side with half her face buried in the pillow.

"mom……"

Her voice was still hoarse, with a sticky, sleepy quality.

"Mianmian, are you still sleeping?"

Ruan Qiutang's voice came through the receiver, her speech faster than usual, as if she was suppressing emotions she hadn't fully expressed.

"Something's happened, come back first."

"Um... I worked overtime last night."

Si Yimian turned over, her consciousness still stuck in the gap between dreaming and waking.

"What's wrong?"

"Nanxian and Si Ningyou... got into some trouble, it escalated to the police station, and the He family is in complete chaos."

Ruan Qiutang paused, as if carefully choosing her words.

"I can't explain the specifics over the phone. Come back first, and we'll talk in person."

Si Yimian's drowsiness vanished instantly, and she sprang out of bed.

I moved too fast, and my back ached so much that I almost fell back down.

She pulled the blanket over her chest and sat up cross-legged.

"Okay, I'll be right back."

She hung up the phone, her hair sticking up like a bird's nest, stared blankly at the ceiling for two seconds, and then suddenly turned her head to look at the person next to her.

He Sichen sat leaning against the headboard, the blanket draped around his waist, looking down at his phone.

"What did you say?"

"They said Nanxian and Si Ningyou got into trouble, and it escalated to the police station. They want me to go back."

When Si Yimian said this, she already had a picture in her mind.

He Nanxian was taken to the police station by Si Ningyou.

She turned her head to look at He Sichen. He had already sat up, the blanket had slipped down to his waist, and his shoulder line was clearly outlined in the morning light.

She suddenly leaned closer, her nose almost touching his chin.

"Dr. He, could this be related to you?"

He Sichen threw off the blanket, got up to get a shirt from the wardrobe, shook it out, put it on, and started buttoning it.

"related."

He buttoned his shirt and turned his head to look at her, who was still huddled under the covers.

"I had the ladder removed from Si Ningyou's life and then handed her a rope instead."

"She chose He Nanxian at the other end of the rope."

Si Yimian stared at him for a moment, and then her mind went blank for a second.

After being kicked out of her home, Si Ningyou was desperate. He cut off her escape route, forcing her to grasp at He Nanxian as her lifeline.

Then He Nanxian was pushed into the trap under these circumstances, and then the police intervened, and the two families couldn't sit still anymore.

"Go back and tell your parents to break off the engagement."

"The He family and the Si family will have a meeting tonight. You don't need to say anything, just nod."

Si Yimian tightened her grip on the corner of the blanket.

How can you be sure about the talks tonight?

"Because the He family has no other choice now."

As He Sichen spoke, he fastened his cufflinks.

"The matter between He Nanxian and Si Ningyou has already reached the police station. For the He family, covering up the scandal is more important than pursuing the matter."

"The two families must sit down tonight and put this matter behind the table."

"If you say you don't want to continue the marriage alliance at this point, the He family has no right to stop you."

"Just sit there and say what you want to say."

"I'll take care of the rest."

As Si Yimian listened, a sudden throbbing sensation appeared in her chest.

dog man.

The plan was laid out over half a month, with each step perfectly timed to avoid any risk to her.

Then, on Saturday morning, tell her in the most casual tone that everything is ready.

Si Yimian took a deep breath, wrapped the quilt around herself, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and walked two steps to him.

Then she pounced on him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him three times on the face.

Pop, pop, pop.

Left cheek, right cheek, forehead.

He Sichen lowered his head slightly as she pulled him, and placed his hand on her waist.

"What are you doing?"

"Here's a reward for you. Well done!"

She stood on tiptoe and cupped his face in her hands.

"He Sichen, you're so good at this."

He Sichen raised his hand and pressed down her messy, stick-out hair.

"What?"

"It will solve the problem."

She released his face and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"I used to think your face and hands were your best features, but now I realize those two don't even rank in the top three."

He Sichen looked down at her.

What are the top three?

"Intelligence, execution, and bedroom skills."

She counted on her fingers, then looked up and winked at him.

"Face and hands rank fourth and fifth, which are bonus points."

"Thank you for putting me so close to the front of the line."

He raised his hand and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her face behind her ear, his fingers not touching her ear.

Then she turned around to get her coat.

"Change your clothes, then I'll take you home."

Si Yimian stood still and touched her ear.

I clearly didn't run into them.

But my ears still started burning.

……

He Sichen delivered Si Yimian to the Si family and then left.

When Si Yimian entered the house, the atmosphere was very somber.

When they arrived at the Si family home, Si Congshan and Ruan Qiutang were already waiting in the living room.

The tea is ready, steaming hot.

Upon seeing her enter, Ruan Qiutang stood up to greet her and helped her sit down, then explained the general situation.

He Nanxian got drunk at the bar and was taken away by Si Ningyou.

She woke up in her apartment bed the next day and then called the police to report that she had been assaulted.

The He family sent people to handle the situation overnight, and the person has already been released from the police station.

"The He family's attitude is very contradictory."

Ruan Qiutang's voice was tinged with weariness.

"Your Aunt Zhou was furious and said on the spot that it was a frame-up."

"But Grandpa He said that no matter what the truth is, the reputation of both families is important, so we should stabilize Ning You first."

"They plan to have He Nanxian marry Si Ningyou?"

That's the current understanding.

Ruan Qiutang glanced at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"But this also means that your engagement with Nanxian is null and void."

She reached out and placed her hand on Si Yimian's hand, her thumb rubbing against her knuckles twice.

"Mianmian, Mom knows this is too sudden for you."

"Your engagement with Nanxian was going well, but now...she's interfered."

"This is a difficult situation for anyone."

At this moment, Si Congshan pushed the teacup towards her and began to speak.

"Mianmian, I know you've been busy in Yu'an these past few days, but we need to talk about this in person."

"Grandpa He called me early this morning and said the engagement needs to be renegotiated."

"Let me come with you to discuss this face to face."

He paused, his gaze falling on her face.

"Mianmian, Mom and I would like to hear your thoughts first."

What are you thinking?