Chapter 444 My Fiancée, Si Nuan

The next day was Tang Xiaoya's final battle.

The final scene features the War Drum Dance.

The story is about a victorious female general who, after taking off her military uniform and donning a red dress, amazes everyone at the victory celebration banquet.

The emperor took a liking to her on the spot and wanted to take her as his concubine.

She refused because she had the deputy general who had risked his life to protect her in her heart.

She is gone, her body is not yet cold, how could she turn around and marry a king?

The emperor was furious and immediately made things difficult for her, demanding that she dance on the war drums before she could leave the palace.

Everyone knows this is deliberately making things difficult.

How could a female general who spends her days with swords and spears know how to dance?

The two-meter-tall giant war drum was carried up by four strong men.

The music began.

Unexpectedly, the female protagonist leaped onto the war drum and performed an extremely graceful dance on its surface.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Who would have thought that the once decisive and ruthless female general could also be so graceful and ethereal?

The emperor was so startled that he stood up from his dragon throne.

When the dance ended, he waved his hand and ordered her to leave.

The story that follows is that it took the emperor three whole years to finally win her heart.

This scene is the most brilliant and memorable moment in the entire series.

On set, the towering war drums were surrounded by strict protective measures.

The stage manager clapped the clapperboard and announced the scene.

"Fiery Red Makeup, Scene 128, First Shot, First Time! Action!"

The wire tightened instantly, suspending Tang Xiaoya in the air. She flew towards the drumhead like a light butterfly.

She landed steadily on the drum surface, which was 1.2 meters in diameter.

Her skirt fluttered, her sleeves danced lightly, and she moved gracefully and beautifully.

At that moment, she was no longer Tang Xiaoya; she was the female general who cherished her old friend and was proud and unyielding.

The room fell silent; everyone was completely captivated by her performance.

Yan Chen stood at a distance, quietly watching the graceful figure on the drum.

His heart skipped a beat.

This is the real Tang Xiaoya.

When she focuses on what she loves, she exudes a dazzling charm.

"Card!"

The director excitedly shouted "Cut!"

"It's perfect."

It only took one take.

The next second, thunderous applause resounded throughout the entire film set.

Everyone crowded around and gave Tang Xiaoya a thumbs up.

"Xiaoya! You were born for this!" Fu Yao immediately gave her a thumbs up.

"Absolutely amazing! This is definitely going to be a moment of the year!"

Tang Xiaoya was slowly lowered back to the ground by the wire. She looked excitedly at everyone surrounding her, and her eyes instantly reddened.

All of her scenes were finally filmed today.

That evening, Fu Yao took her to an offline event for a high-end luxury brand.

Tang Xiaoya changed into a well-tailored gold tassel evening gown, her long hair was tied up, and she walked gracefully onto the stage in ten-centimeter high heels.

She became the focus of the entire event as soon as she appeared.

The spotlight followed her, and screams erupted from the crowd.

She interacted with the brand representative with ease, exuding charm in every gesture.

The reception following the event was even more star-studded.

The brand invited many prominent figures in the industry.

Many people surrounded Tang Xiaoya with wine glasses in hand, smiling and taking photos with her.

She wore a polite smile and cooperated with everyone without any airs.

After finally finishing her social engagements, she was looking forward to going to the terrace for some fresh air.

Suddenly, a familiar figure unexpectedly entered her field of vision.

Banquet.

He was wearing a bespoke suit, with a tall and upright figure and an outstanding demeanor.

He was tilting his head to the side, whispering something to his female companion, his expression so tender it was almost radiant.

The woman he was holding in the arm was a stunning beauty, with a cool and aloof demeanor and breathtaking looks.

She is Si Nuan, the second young lady of the Si family in Country F.

Tang Xiaoya felt like she was frozen in place.

A few seconds later, she came to her senses, lifted her skirt, and ran over quickly.

"Yan Jin!"

The man turned around at the sound of her voice, and when he saw it was her, the tenderness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an indifference as cold as ice.

Instead, he reached out and carefully tidied Si Nuan's slightly disheveled hair.

Tang Xiaoya's smile froze on her face.

A boss standing nearby went to greet them.

"Mr. Yan, it's been a long time. And this is..."

Yan Jin looked away from her face and then introduced her with a smile.

"My fiancée, Si Nuan."

fiancée?

Tang Xiaoya felt as if something had hit her chest hard, causing a dull, aching pain.

The shop owner said with a hint of surprise, "Ah, so you are the second young lady of the Si family. I've heard so much about you."

"President Yan and Miss Si are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."

"Thank you," Yan Jin said, sparing with her words.

Under the dazzling lights, he was so handsome that it was impossible to look away, yet he was also so cold that it chilled one to the bone.

Tang Xiaoya could no longer stay there.

She turned and practically fled.

Tang Xiaoya returned to the villa alone.

She was curled up in the single sofa in the room, which was dark, so it was impossible to see how disheveled she looked with tears streaming down her face.

Du Yunshu came, then Xia Ran, and now Si Nuan... She felt like her heart had been torn to pieces.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine shutting off could be heard downstairs.

Yan Jin is back.

The sound of leather shoes clattering on the floor grew louder as they approached, carrying with them a sense of impending storm.

“Clatter.”

The room door was opened, and blinding light poured down instantly.

He spotted the tiny bundle curled up on the sofa at a glance.

He looked so pitiful, with tears still wet on his face.

Yan Jin strode over, her tall figure casting a shadow that completely enveloped her.

He looked down at her, scrutinizing her.

"Are you sad?"

He spoke, his tone nonchalant, revealing no emotion.

Is it really necessary?

"You and Yan Chen are always trending on social media, but I'm not upset at all."

Tang Xiaoya stood up, supporting herself on the sofa armrest, and stubbornly met his gaze, her eyes still glistening with tears.

"Yan Jin, since you already have a fiancée, let's end this."

She really didn't want to continue this entanglement with him; it was too exhausting.

"The end?" Yan Jin sneered, the curve of her thin lips full of mockery.

Whether it ends or not is up to me.

"However, your identity will change."

"From girlfriend to bed partner."

He admired her face, which had turned deathly pale in an instant, and added slowly and deliberately.

"I'll let you go when I get tired of you."

"Yan Jin, does it have to be this way?"

"If you don't love each other anymore, can't you part ways amicably?"

Tang Xiaoya looked up at him, her voice hoarse from crying, broken and incoherent.

"You want to elope with Yan Chen, why should I let you have your way?"

As he spoke, he took off his well-tailored suit jacket and tossed it aside.

Next, he slowly and deliberately unbuttoned his cuffs and loosened his tie.

In his deep eyes, a kind of frantic restraint was burning.

"My relationship with Yan Chen was just a charade!"

Tang Xiaoya explained eagerly.

"It's to clear our relationship from the scandal so that Chairman Yan can release you as soon as possible!"

"Playing along?" Yan Jin repeated these four words, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin.

The force was so great that she winced in pain.

"You slept with him?"

At the time, Xia Ran also said that she and Yan Chen were just partners.

And what was the result?

Just as Yan Chen said, she was pregnant with his child, a blatant betrayal of him.

She was pregnant with his younger brother's child, yet she was planning a wonderful marriage with him, saying that she would save her most precious first time for their wedding night.

Thinking of this, the hatred churning in his eyes intensified.

"No! My relationship with him is completely innocent!"

Despite the pain in her chin, Tang Xiaoya spoke each word firmly.

"Yeah?"

"Then, let's inspect the goods."

After Yan Jin finished speaking, he suddenly pushed her down onto the sofa, and his hands began to unbuckle his belt.

The clanging sound of metal buckles made Tang Xiaoya's heart clench.

She knew he was furious.

"Yan Jin, I am a human being, not your plaything!"

Tang Xiaoya scrambled up from the sofa in a panic and turned to run away.

"You never loved me at all. What girlfriend? It was just an excuse you used to amuse yourself!"

She stumbled toward the door, but just as her hand touched the cold doorknob, a large, iron-like hand pulled her back.

Yan Jin grabbed her with one hand and carried her to the bedside, then threw her onto it without any pity.

"Back at the old house, I made you admit you were my woman and asked you to marry me, but you refused to say a word!"

Yan Jin tore off the tie that had just loosened and used it to tightly bind Tang Xiaoya's wrists.

"What are you doing! Let me go! Let me go!"

"Tang Xiaoya, it was you who abandoned our love and our marriage!"

His eyes were filled with boundless hatred.

"You'd rather believe Yan Chen than me, and you won't stand by my side!"

That was the only chance I could marry you openly and honestly!

"You gave up on me with your own hands!"

Yan Jin roared, like an enraged lion.

Tang Xiaoya was stunned, and she shook her head vigorously.

"No, that's not how it is..."

"I just... I was just afraid that Chairman Yan would take his anger out on you, so I..."

"So you took the check?" Yan Jin interrupted her, her words piercingly scathing. "Back then, if you had said you loved me, if you had stood firmly by my side, the old man would have granted our wish. Tang Xiaoya, you abandoned me; you chose money!"

He got angrier and angrier as he talked.

"Since you like money so much, from now on, I'll pay you every time, and I'll let you experience the joy of making money!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and bit her collarbone hard.

"Ugh!" Tang Xiaoya groaned in pain.

"Yan Jin, it's not like that, don't be angry... I didn't know, I really didn't know..."

Tang Xiaoya burst into tears, completely breaking down.

She never imagined that her silence that day would lead to such an outcome.

She ignored his desperate pleas that day, realizing she had missed their only chance.

"Tang Xiaoya, all of this is your own choice."

He bit her lip, and the taste of blood spread between their lips and teeth.

He was like a bloodthirsty demon, sucking her blood.

At this moment, he was an enraged beast, devoid of any of his former gentleness and tenderness.

I don't know how much time passed.

Tang Xiaoya felt a heat below her body, as if she had started her period.

Yan Jin noticed this as well, and her disappointment was undisguised. She then withdrew and left.

Tang Xiaoya's tear tracks clung to her long eyelashes.

A sense of relief actually arose in my heart. Luckily, my period had started, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get through the night.

She struggled to get out of bed, quickly washed herself, and then wrapped herself tightly in the blankets.

But the dull pain in her lower abdomen kept her tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Tears streamed down my face, my heart filled with endless regret.

On that day, she didn't stand by his side, and thus missed their marriage.

Why did it turn out like this?

The next morning.

Tang Xiaoya was awakened by the pain, her face as white as a sheet.

Aunt Chen noticed something was wrong with her when she brought up the breakfast.

"Miss Tang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Aunt Chen, my stomach hurts..." She curled up in pain, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Where is Yan Jin?"

"Sir went out early this morning. The family doctor will probably take more than an hour to get here. There's a hospital nearby, I'll have the driver take you there right away!"

Aunt Chen hurriedly helped her up.

"Let me help you get dressed."

Not long after, Tang Xiaoya was taken to the emergency room.

Aunt Chen was outside calling Yan Jin, but the call went unanswered, and she paced anxiously in the corridor.

The doctor, holding a report, stood by the bedside, frowned, and asked a question.

"Did you sleep together last night?"

"Mmm." Tang Xiaoya nodded weakly.

"It's a threatened miscarriage." The doctor looked at her and said seriously, "If you want to keep the baby, you must be hospitalized immediately to save the pregnancy."

With a "buzz".

Tang Xiaoya's mind went blank.

Is she pregnant?