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

He Sichen felt as if someone had grabbed his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

What I said last night has now become evidence in court.

I've never wanted to poison myself to make myself mute.

"That was..."

He paused, unable to find an excuse.

The medicine was fake, and I've sobered up.

There's no way to shift the blame.

Si Yimian grabbed his hem, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to his ear.

"Dr. Tsuru, you clearly really want a next time."

A soft, sweet voice drifted into his ears.

He Sichen took a deep breath and loosened his tie.

"Si Yimian, this is a hospital, be mindful of your behavior."

"oh."

She loosened his shirt and stood obediently.

"So Dr. He means it's okay not to go to the hospital?"

He Sichen: "..."

He turned and walked toward the elevator, his tone returning to its usual indifference.

"Go get your medicine yourself, and then go straight home."

"Don't think about anything else for a week."

Si Yimian stood there, watching his tall figure enter the elevator.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

I'll let him off the hook today.

Teasing a man is like making soup.

If the heat is too high, it will burn; if the heat is too low, it won't cook through.

It needs to be simmered over a low flame, and turned over from time to time.

I flipped through it three times today, that's enough.

If you keep flipping through it, he'll get annoyed.

……

Si Yimian returned home carrying the medicine bag and took a shower as soon as she entered the house.

After washing, I unscrewed the ointment and applied it with a grimace.

The cool ointment, once applied, finally reduced the burning sensation somewhat.

She slipped on her nightgown and lay down on the sofa, the hem of the dress bunching up on her knees, revealing two faint red marks on her knees.

Huo Siyue's video call invitation popped up as soon as her phone was plugged in to charge.

As soon as I answered the phone, I heard Huo Siyue's urgent voice.

"Mianmian!!!"

"You finally answered the phone! I've been holding it in all morning!"

"Did you succeed? Did you get on the highway?"

"Confess honestly, no details are allowed to be omitted!"

Si Yimian nestled on the sofa and pondered for a moment before using a rather subtle way of putting it.

"Hmm... the resource was downloaded successfully."

Huo Siyue was so excited that she propped her phone up on the coffee table and rolled around on the sofa.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

"Mianmian, you are my goddess! You are the most amazing couple I've ever shipped in my life!!!"

"I knew it! This strategist never misses a move!"

"The magnetic field between the two of you standing together is like positive and negative poles; it's no wonder you're drawn to each other!"

"Keep your voice down."

Si Yimian lifted her face from the pillow and put her index finger to her lips.

"Don't tell anyone about this, not a single person."

Huo Siyue immediately covered her mouth and lowered her voice.

"I get it, I get it, secret relationships die when they're exposed."

"It's really hard to say about the relationship between the two of you right now."

"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

"When my brother and sister-in-law were having a secret relationship, I didn't utter a single word about it."

"The whole family thought Yan Tingnan was practicing asceticism in the temple, but it turns out he's been secretly working so hard he almost broke the bed!"

"I'll keep this to myself, even if it's as rotten as pickled vegetables, I won't spill it."

Huo Siyue spoke with righteous indignation.

"I would never do anything that would hinder the development of a CP (couple pairing)."

"You two should have your fun, I should have my snacks, let's each do our own thing."

Si Yimian burst out laughing.

"So you're the real matchmaker in Beijing's social circle?"

"Of course."

Huo Siyue spoke confidently, counting on her fingers.

"I was the one who pushed my brother and sister-in-law into this."

"I was the one who brought Lu Zhuo and Lin Yiyao together."

"I personally saw you and He Sichen off onto the highway."

"I shouldered most of the Civil Affairs Bureau's KPIs, so they should pay me a salary."

Si Yimian laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

"Alright, alright, Yueyue, the matchmaker, I'll kowtow to you."

"Don't bump your knees, save them, they'll be very useful later."

Huo Siyue waved her hand and changed the subject.

"How many times last night?"

Si Yimian sat up straight and pulled her skirt down to cover her knees.

"Is this something I can ask?"

Huo Siyue: "What are there that best friends can't ask each other?"

Si Yimian thought for a moment and then said only two words.

"Very good."

Huo Siyue's eyes widened: "That's it?"

Si Yimian nodded: "That's it."

"I can't reveal the details, or it won't pass censorship."

Si Yimian changed her position while hugging the pillow, changing the subject.

"Yueyue, you need to help me with something for the charity gala on Saturday."

Huo Siyue's tone immediately became excited.

"Who are you going to mess with?"

"Qin Enyu".

"Go for it! We have to go for it! Go all out!"

Huo Siyue slammed her hand on the table, her voice filled with a long-planned excitement.

"I've been waiting for this day for so long, I've wanted to get my hands on her for ages."

"So, what do you suggest we do?"

Si Yimian hugged the cushion tighter and briefly explained the plan in a soft voice.

Huo Siyue listened in silence for two seconds, then took a deep breath.

"Mianmian, how did you even get into this world?"

"It looks milky on the outside, but it's all black inside."

"I like it so much."

Si Yimian's eyes crinkled into a smile: "So, are you going to cooperate or not?"

"Cooperate! We must cooperate!"

Huo Siyue's tone was resolute.

"Don't worry, I'll keep things under control."

"If Qin Enyu hadn't left the banquet hall on her knees that day, I, Huo Siyue, would have changed my mind."

Si Yimian was amused by her and gave her a soft, gentle reminder.

"Don't make it too big; it's not good to scare people."

Huo Siyue: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

……

On Saturday, the Yu-An Charity Auction Gala Dinner was held at the Summer Palace Hotel, owned by Yu-An.

The banquet hall is 3,000 square meters and is brightly lit.

Almost all the prominent figures in Beijing's elite circles were present, and the media area was filled with a whole row of cameras and microphones.

Si Yimian held Ruan Qiutang's arm and stood obediently in the group of wives.

The pale green silk satin clung to her body, flowing down her skirt like dewdrops.

Light gold lace appliqués meander from the waist to the bare back, and the dyed silk threads trace the trail of flowing green light under the lamp.

The neckline swayed in a lazy arc, and the lace was faintly visible on the chest, like light and shadow filtering through the leaves.

She was like a fairy shrouded in morning mist in the green fields, innocent yet alluring.

"Mianmian is getting more and more beautiful as she grows up."

A lady in a cheongsam reached out and pinched her cheek. Si Yimian obediently leaned in and let the lady pinch her cheek.

"When are you planning to hold your wedding with Nanxian?"

"The marriage between the two families shouldn't be delayed for too long."

Si Yimian, with a polite smile on her face, had been standing for almost twenty minutes, linking arms with Ruan Qiutang.

The conversations of the ladies around her were like a never-ending green train, rumbling and crushing her patience.

I can only silently remind myself, I am a little lamb, I cannot bite.

Not far away, He Sichen was talking with several senior figures in the medical field, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, his profile handsome and refined.

He listened to the other person speak, but his gaze passed through the crowd and landed on her area.

Si Yimian's smile was almost frozen.

But based on his understanding of her, he knew that was already at the end of his rope.

He Sichen withdrew his gaze and waited a moment longer.

The other person was still talking, but he wasn't listening; his peripheral vision was always fixed on that bluish-green figure.

Suddenly, he interrupted the other person, speaking in a humble tone.

"Excuse me, I'll be there for a moment."

He picked up the champagne from the waiter's tray and walked over to the group of ladies.