Nie Shirong on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment and did not respond for a long time. Sikong Jingyu?
Is it the Sikong family, the wealthiest family in Yuncheng?
How did he get her phone number?
Before he could figure it out, Sikong Jingyu's heavy voice came again: "Hurry up, I can't hold on much longer."
Since he's the richest man in Yuncheng anyway, she can't lose out no matter what. Realizing this, Nie Shirong quickly agreed: "Okay."
Meanwhile, Sikong Jingyu's mind began to wander, and he could no longer distinguish whose voice it was, only hearing the word "good".
His body felt as if it were on fire, the flames growing stronger and stronger, almost threatening to engulf him entirely.
She was determined to seize the opportunity tonight, so Nie Shirong hurriedly changed her clothes and rushed to the Sikong family mansion.
After dinner, Shi Wan remembered her promise to her grandmother and set off from home to go to the Sikong Mansion.
Around eight o'clock, Shi Wan arrived at the Sikong family's old residence.
"Madam, the young mistress has arrived," the maid respectfully reported.
It's finally here.
Grandma Sikong was just worried that Wan'er wouldn't come tonight.
Grandma Sikong, leaning on her cane, stood up from the sofa, her smile both kind and excited: "Quickly, invite her to her room."
"OK."
The male servant led Shi Wan to her room: "Young Madam, the Old Madam is waiting for you inside."
Shi Wan nodded and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your trouble."
Shi Wan pushed open the door and went in.
The room was dimly lit, and before Shi Wan could even see the layout, she was tackled onto the bed.
"ah!"
She gasped in surprise as her lips were suddenly and quickly sealed by a hot, passionate kiss. "Mmm..."
With her eyes wide open in terror, Shi Wan struggled to push away the person who was restraining her.
However, the force on her body restrained Shi Wan like an iron clamp, making her unable to move.
"Let me go! Help! Ugh..."
The other party was like a ferocious beast that had been thirsty for thousands of years. Regardless of the time and night, it forcefully pried open her pearly teeth, drove straight in, and plundered wildly.
After seeing the other person's face clearly in the dim light, Shi Wan's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the handsome face so close to hers—it was Sikong Jingyu!
Why is the person in the room Sikong Jingyu instead of Grandma?!
Has he gone mad?
He actually forced a kiss on her!
They're divorced!
"Ugh..." Shi Wan struggled desperately but still couldn't escape.
Sikong Jingyu gripped Shi Wan's waist tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to crush her and embed her into his body, while one of his legs forcefully squeezed between hers.
"No... Sikong Jingyu! We're already divorced!"
Before Shi Wan could finish speaking, her lips were sealed again.
Sikong Jingyu's kiss was fierce and domineering, with a destructive aggression, and completely lacked any skill.
Unable to break free.
With no other choice, Shi Wan bit Sikong Jingyu's thin lips hard.
The smell of blood instantly filled the air.
"hiss--"
Sikong Jingyu released Shi Wan's lips, stood up slightly to create some distance, his brows furrowed, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Wan threw a straight punch at Sikong Jingyu's chin.
"Well--!"
The fist landed heavily on Sikong Jingsheng's fair and handsome face, and Sikong Jingyu let out a muffled groan.
While Sikong Jingyu wasn't paying attention, Shi Wan pushed him away, hurriedly got out of bed, and stumbled towards the door.
The moment she touched the doorknob, Shi Wan felt a sense of relief, as if she were about to be rescued.
It was only for a moment.
The next second, Shi Wan shook the doorknob, but couldn't open it no matter what she did.
The door appeared to have been locked from the outside.
The hope that Shi Wan had finally managed to escape was dashed in an instant.
Sikong Jingyu gently stroked his aching chin with his fingertips, his narrow eyes sweeping towards the doorway, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his dark pupils: "You dare hit me."
Shi Wan turned around, leaning against the door, and looked at Sikong Jingyu warily. When she saw his scarlet eyes, Shi Wan immediately felt a little guilty.
Taking action just now was a poor decision.
Si Kong Jingyu could sense his unusual behavior tonight; he might have been... drugged!
But what does it have to do with her that he was drugged?
She didn't want a divorce, and she was still entangled with her ex-husband.
"No one has ever dared to lay a hand on me since I was a child. You're just taking advantage of my affection."
After Sikong Jingyu finished speaking in a deep voice, he took long strides and walked step by step towards Shi Wan.
As the distance closed, the strong masculine scent hit her face, making Shi Wan feel momentarily suffocated.
She unconsciously took two steps back, gritting her teeth as she said, "It happened so suddenly, I didn't mean to."
As Shi Wan spoke, she gradually moved toward the window beside her.
She was trying to find a chance to escape.
"Where do you want to go? Hmm?"
Sikong Jingyu's deep voice rang in Shi Wan's ears, and as he spoke, he gradually approached her.
"I...I'm not going anywhere."
Shi Wan tried her best to remain calm, her eyes constantly scanning Sikong Jing's location, as she slowly retreated to the window, her fingers groping around.
This is the second floor. There are green plants under the window, and the soil cushions the fall. It should be safe for someone to fall from a height of more than three meters.
At most, she'll be limping for a while...
The moment she touched the curtain, Shi Wan, whose hand was pressed against the wall, suddenly flung it open. Just as she was about to turn around and climb out the window, she saw a window that had been sealed shut.
The hope that had been building up for so long has finally died.
With the door locked, the window sealed, and Sikong Jingyu drugged, Shi Wan could roughly guess who was behind tonight's events.
In this vast Sikong mansion, besides my grandmother, who would dare to provoke Sikong Jingyu, this living Yama?
Grandma probably still wanted to matchmake Sikong Jingyu with her.
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