Mu Qianning

The first time they met, he fell head over heels for her. Ten years later when they met again, he dragged her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
At the wedding, the host asked, "Mr. Si, do you still remember the scene when you first met Miss Xia?"
"Unforgettable."
"Oh? Was Miss Xia too beautiful?"
"No, because that was the first time I got hit."
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"Uh..." Xia Yiwan immediately put her hand up to shield between the two of them.


"Do you fancy being like Liu Dacheng?" The man released her in displeasure, his expression cold as ice.


A crimson streak of blood flashed in front of her, causing Xia Yiwan's heart to tremble uncontrollably, her hand dropped down.


She wasn't afraid of death, but she was terrified of being tortured so cruelly.


As Xia Yiwan turned to wipe her tears away, the car slowly turned onto a wide, tree-lined boulevard.


It was the most luxurious villa area in Jin City, Dijing Tiancheng.


Dijing Tiancheng, surrounded by water and mountains, has a beautiful environment, and is the dreamland all of A City's residents long for. Its land is so expensive that it can be described as 'worth its weight in gold'.


The car stopped in front of one of the villas.


"Sir, we're here." As the chauffeur got out of the car and opened the door, Si Mo had already regained his demeanor from when he first got in.


Xia Yiwan wiped her eyes and got out of the car.


A grand, imposing European style villa stood in front of them. The surrounding lights peaceful, green trees twined around it, and to the right of the villa, a shimmering swimming pool was emitting a faint glow.


As Si Mo got out of the car, a man in his fifties, dressed formally like a butler, came over to bow and greet him.


"This is Xia Yiwan, she will be staying here from now on, remember this."


The butler made a respectful bow, "Yes, sir."


Before Xia Yiwan could react, Si Mo had grabbed her hand and dragged her into the villa.


There was a burning pain beneath her that reminded her of the high heels she was wearing. Being dragged by Si Mo now felt like she was dancing on a knife's edge, but Xia Yiwan had no mind for these trivial matters.


What did Si Mo mean when he said she would be living here from now on?


"Remember this place, from now on, you must come whenever I call."


Si Mo left her with these cold words and walked straight into the bathroom.


'Come whenever I call', who did he think she was?


Staring angrily at the tightly shut door, Xia Yiwan felt an urge to barge in with a knife and chop that arrogant man down to size.


After a while, the bathroom door made a sound.


"Go and bathe now." Si Mo's icy voice came through.


Xia Yiwan lifted her head, only to see Si Mo standing in front of her.


Her heart skipped a beat, and Xia Yiwan hurriedly averted her gaze, rushing into the bathroom.


The bathroom was misty and damp, filled with Si Mo's scent. Xia Yiwan didn't want to carry Si Mo's scent on her, but thinking of what Si Mo had done to her just now, she bit her lip and turned on the showerhead.


The chill of the water came crashing down, the cold air oppressive, yet Xia Yiwan seemed to feel nothing. She just kept scrubbing at her skin.


Suddenly, Si Mo's angry shout came from outside the door:


Chapter 11: On Call_1