Si Boye paused for a moment: "Ever since I learned that you're afraid of the dark, I had someone custom-make a pair of night vision goggles, which I always carry with me."
"So even without light, I can see clearly."
Jiang Nian's expression changed: "...Night vision goggles?"
“Hmm,” Si Boye lowered his head and tucked his wet hair behind the girl’s ear, his tone casual, “I can’t make the sky never dark, but at least I hope that when the world around us is plunged into darkness, I can be by your side so that you won’t be afraid.”
"..."
The longing of her childhood seemed to have been answered across time. Almost unconsciously, Jiang Nian clutched Si Boye's already soaked shirt.
Not knowing what to say, she seemed to have lost all her strength, resting her forehead against the man's chest, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I want to go home."
"Okay, I'll take you home."
Just then, someone must have discovered that the power outage was caused by someone pulling the switch, and pulled it back.
In an instant, all the lights in the banquet hall came on.
The sudden light was so bright that it was dazzling, and it took everyone a while to adjust before they could see the scene before them clearly.
When they noticed the fountain pool in the center of the banquet hall, everyone's eyes widened and they gasped.
A man was seen carrying a young girl as he walked out of the pool.
The man was tall with long legs, and wet droplets of water dripped from his tousled hair down his sharply defined jawline. His soaked black shirt was casually left open at the collar, revealing a carefree and unrestrained air.
His face was exceptionally handsome, sculpted, with a high, straight nose and slightly narrowed, dark eyes. He was handsome in a nonchalant yet extremely imposing way, making one's heart skip a beat at just one glance.
The girl in the man's arms had her head buried against his chest, the large black suit jacket completely covering her body, it was unclear whether she had fallen into a coma.
Upon seeing the familiar figure, Song Sichen's eyes widened: "Niannian...? Was it you who just fell into the pool?!"
Then, with a furrowed brow, she looked at the man and asked the question that everyone present wanted to know, "Sir, who are you?"
Si Boye frowned and scoffed, his gaze slowly falling on Song Sichen.
His chin was slightly raised, exuding the superior air unique to those in positions of power.
"My surname is Si. My name is Si Boye."
—Si Boye?
Someone in the crowd almost cried out.
The man before me is Si Boye, the sole heir of the powerful Si family in Jiangcheng?
This is a real big shot!! And no one expected that this heir of the Si family would be so handsome and powerful, completely overshadowing any so-called top male celebrity.
It is said that Si Boye has never made a public appearance before, but now he has actually appeared at the Song family's residence?
When did he arrive, and why is he holding Jiang Nian now? What exactly is going on?
Si Boye, however, curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes unfocused.
"I thought the Song family was very strict in selecting guests, but it turns out that any kind of scoundrel can get into this banquet hall."
"Someone managed to have the power switched off right under Dean Song's nose, and then, under the cover of darkness, pushed someone into the pool from behind."
The man spoke in a drawn-out, nonchalant tone, "It seems Dean Song invited them over, but he's not capable of taking good care of them."
Song Sichen was stunned: "...What did you say?"
Si Boye ignored him and instead smiled slightly, raising his eyes to look at Old Master Song not far away.
The voice was languid: "Grandpa, I've come to wish you a happy birthday on behalf of my husband. And thanks to your birthday banquet, I'm able to meet my fiancée."
My betrothed...wife?
Everyone present was petrified.
Could this be referring to Jiang Nian?
"I heard that this Miss Jiang Nian almost had her name added to the Si family's genealogy when my life was hanging in the balance."
Si Boye squinted, feigning ignorance of Jiang Nian, and looked down at the girl in his arms. His posture was languid, unrestrained, and alluring, as if asserting his dominance.
"We almost became husband and wife... and considering the life-saving grace I just received, I think Miss Jiang Nian would consider me first over the two from the Song family, right?"
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