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

Si Yimian thought about it seriously for two seconds, then looked up.

"Dr. He, that's not how you calculate it."

"I'm just an accomplice at best; you're the principal offender."

"Is it appropriate for the principal offender to ask the accomplice what they want?"

"After all, you were the one who pulled me back and kissed me."

"Besides, you didn't even ask me if I wanted to kiss you."

She pointed to her lips.

"Your lips are still swollen."

He Sichen: "..."

He opened his mouth, only to find that his language system had collapsed.

This is the first time I've been slapped in the face by criminal law.

She's right, he was out of control from beginning to end.

Even though they were plundering, they felt like they were the ones being hollowed out.

Even though he was the one holding down the back of her neck, he felt the dog leash around her neck was still being gripped in her hand.

He took a deep breath.

"Okay, it's my fault."

"It won't happen again next time."

Si Yimian paused for a moment, as if she didn't understand.

"What can't you do?"

He Sichen looked down at her.

Those light-colored pupils held all sorts of emotions, yet nothing remained.

"I will not offend you again."

"Tonight's problem is mine, it has nothing to do with you."

"From now on, I will remember my identity."

Si Yimian leaned against the wall, looking at his frustrated yet restrained expression, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

They were kissing so passionately just now, and now they're putting on this moral paragon act.

"oh."

Si Yimian reached into his suit pocket, pulled out his glasses, unfolded them, and stood on tiptoe.

He Sichen instinctively reached for the glasses, but she had already put them back on his nose.

"Dr. Nahe, remember what you said."

She tilted her head to look at him, then reached out to straighten his glasses.

"After all, I don't let you kiss me every time."

He Sichen: "..."

Si Yimian withdrew her hand, straightened the skirt he had ruffled, and turned to walk out.

He Sichen stood there, watching her back.

Suddenly, a sentence came to mind.

Some people are just born to be your nemesis.

He took a deep breath and followed.

The two walked out of the dark corner one after the other.

The lights fell on me again, as if I had returned from another world.

As the two returned to the edge of the crowd, Qin Enyu, holding a glass of champagne, was chatting and laughing with several other women.

His eyes lit up when he saw He Sichen.

Si Ningyou had He Nanxian figured out. She and Si Ningyou were in cahoots, and their goal was to secure another long-term meal ticket for the He family.

Ke Hesichen is someone you can't get him to come out of your room, and you can't get into a conversation with him.

At several parties, she tried to strike up a conversation with him, but he wouldn't even give her a second glance.

Si Ningyou taught her that the art of feigning weakness and seeking pity was useless in front of him.

Huo Siyue's comment about "follower" tonight really hit a nerve with her.

Qin Enyu is a rising star with 30 million followers on Weibo.

Why should I be someone's follower?

She wanted to be the eldest, the eldest daughter-in-law of the He family, and the mistress of Yu'an.

Qin Enyu gritted her teeth.

We need to get some work done tonight.

She approached them with a glass of champagne, smiling broadly as she blocked their path.

"Mr. Crane."

She wore a red dress, revealing her collarbone, and her cleavage was very well-proportioned.

"There were so many people earlier, I didn't have a chance to say hello."

Qin Enyu placed the wine glass on the waiter's tray next to her.

Her gaze swept over Si Yimian, but without saying hello, she returned to He Sichen.

"Perfect timing, there's something I'd like to ask Mr. He, something professional."

She paused, her voice becoming soft and sticky.

"How about we find a quiet place to have a more in-depth discussion?"

He Sichen didn't even look at her, his tone as indifferent as plain water.

"inconvenient."

Qin Enyu's smile froze for a moment, then she decided to immediately start ranking up.

She reached into her handbag, pulled out a pair of black lace panties, and tucked them into her palm, holding them between her fingers.

In adult games, it's all about unspoken understanding.

Once this thing is in his hands, the matter is practically settled.

There's no meat that's offered to you and you won't eat it.

Men, no matter how proper they seem on the surface, are all lustful at heart.

Even if he doesn't accept the challenge, he'll give her a way out.

After all, she's a female celebrity, and he's a respectable person.

What could he do in front of everyone?

She pretended to trip over her skirt and fell forward.

"oops……"

She pulled her hand out of her bag, intending to put it into He Sichen's palm.

He Sichen sidestepped, as if he had anticipated her landing point.

Qin Enyu missed her target; she didn't even touch his sleeve.

She lost her balance, her high heels twisted, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Her knee hit the ground, and she winced in pain.

The handbag flew out of her hand, scattering its contents all over the ground.

The black lace panties landed right in front of He Sichen's shiny leather shoes.

Lace trim, semi-transparent, and the crotch is so narrow it could be used as an eye mask.

He Sichen frowned slightly and took a step back.

It's like hiding from something dirty, and the disgust is crystal clear.

Qin Enyu: "..."

Qin Enyu lay on the ground, her mind blank.

She didn't expect He Sichen to avoid her so easily, not even bothering to pretend.

She ignored countless offers of room keys from big shots in the industry, but today she proactively offered him underwear—that's a game-changer.

Which of the men she knows doesn't fall for this?

How come when it comes to He Sichen, it's her lying on the ground?

Si Yimian looked down and her eyes widened.

She couldn't help but pfft, then quickly covered her mouth.

Is this woman playing such a big game?

They really don't treat their audience like outsiders.

A popular young actress in the Chinese entertainment industry is actually resorting to handing over her underwear to attract men.

If our rivals find out, they'll be laughing all the way to next year's Spring Festival Gala.

However, is it possible to clear a hellish dungeon like "Chasing Cranes and Pacifying the Sorrow" with just underwear?

If you're going in the wrong direction, the harder you try, the more heartbroken you'll feel.

Si Yimian silently picked up her phone and started recording a video without making a sound.

In this kind of situation, it's best to save the footage first before watching the drama unfold.

What if we need it someday?

"Miss Qin, why are you going out without even wearing underwear?"

Qin Enyu's mind was still blank when the color returned to her face in an instant.

She wanted to curse, but no matter how long she opened her mouth, she couldn't utter a single word.

I tried to get up to pick it up, but my ankle hurt and I fell back down.

He Sichen lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the black lace on the ground.

He raised his hand expressionlessly, beckoning a waiter.

"This lady dropped something."

He raised his chin slightly, his tone indifferent.

"Please keep it safe for her. After all, it's something she wears close to her body, and it's not appropriate to display it around in public."

"She doesn't care about being ashamed, even though it's an eyesore for others."

After saying that, he looked away and walked away.

He didn't look at Qin Enyu even once from beginning to end.

The waiter hesitated for two seconds, then quickly nodded and reluctantly squatted down to clean up the mess.

"Ma'am, would you like your belongings wrapped up?"

Qin Enyu snatched the underwear away and held it in her hand, wishing she could eat it on the spot.

Not only did He Sichen refuse to accept the challenge, but he also made the waiter pick up the underwear in front of Si Yimian.

This is tantamount to publicly exposing and crushing her dirty thoughts on the ground.

The whispers of the surrounding guests were like the buzzing of mosquitoes, seeping into my ears and biting me.

She desperately wanted to die.

She would rather there be an earthquake right now, or a chandelier falling and killing her.

Do not suffer such social death.

Si Yimian put away her phone and stepped forward.

She paused for a moment as she passed by Qin Enyu.

He bent down, lowering his voice so that only two people could hear him.

Qin Enyu was squatting on the ground stuffing things into her handbag when she looked up and saw her. Her face immediately darkened.

Si Yimian bent down, leaned close to her ear, and spoke softly, in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Miss Qin."

Qin Enyu froze.

"Next time, before stuffing underwear into someone's pocket, make sure they want to take it."

"Otherwise, it would look terrible if it fell on the ground."

"Besides, Dr. He is a germaphobe; aren't you making things difficult for him?"

Qin Enyu suddenly looked up, her fingers gripping her handbag tightly.

Si Yimian straightened up, smiled at her, and then left.

Qin Enyu squatted on the spot, looking at that cute little figure from behind, and almost ground her back teeth to powder.

I used to be bullied by her in the bathroom and I didn’t dare to say a word, but now she dares to come right up to me?

It's been so long since I've dealt with her; that bitch has forgotten how painful it was.

She could be completely dominated in high school, and she still can now.