Chapter 461: Beauty Trap
Song Siyu's mind buzzed, and all he could see was the figure outside the window getting closer and closer! Walking towards the villa.
"Acha, Acha!" Song Siyu anxiously called out the servant's name, not caring about her ten-centimeter high heels! Huo Juncheng is here... He looks so aggressive, he doesn't seem to be here to thank her. Could it be that he knows that she imprisoned Jenny?
The servant quickly rushed to Song Siyu and asked calmly, "Miss Song, what's wrong?"
"Where's Jenny? Where's Jenny? Where are the two people who were in charge of guarding Jenny?" Song Siyu didn't have much contact with these people, and she forgot their names in a hurry.
The woman looked around and shook her head: "Miss Song, didn't you ask those two people to keep an eye on Jenny? Shouldn't they still be on the second floor?"
Song Siyu raised her long legs and tried to go upstairs, but a servant grabbed her arm and said, "Miss Song, why don't we just make a phone call? What's the rush?"
Song Siyu was so anxious that she forgot that Smith had arranged a walkie-talkie for them to communicate easily. She picked up the walkie-talkie and called the two guards guarding Jenny. The young man was about to do something indecent to Jenny, but he was interrupted by Song Siyu just as he was getting excited.
One of them answered the phone irritably, his attitude a little impatient: "Miss Song, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Where's Jenny? I have some friends coming over soon, so you mustn't let her make a sound! Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences!"
"Who is that? Could he be a police officer?"
Song Siyu's shoulders trembled slightly with anger. She clenched her fists and said fiercely, "If the police really come, neither of you will be able to escape! The most the police can do is put you in jail, but if you fall into this man's hands, it will be worse than death!" Song Siyu was not trying to scare them: "Do you remember the news that happened in the Zhang family a while ago? A man suddenly set himself on fire, and no one's fingerprints were found on his body."
The news was so strange that few people in Haicheng didn't know about it.
"You mean..."
"That's him. If you want to fall to that level, you don't have to listen to my arrangements."
The man felt something was amiss, and hurriedly put on his clothes. He turned around and gave his younger brother a look: "Pack her up and throw her in the closet."
"Okay!"
The man did as he was told, packed up and stuffed Jenny into the closet in the room.
Song Siyu calculated the time and took the villa's luxury elevator down to the first floor. At the same time, Huo Juncheng also happened to walk in. The man had a noble aura, and his every move exuded an aristocratic air. His handsome figure was so handsome that it was hard to look away.
"Huo Juncheng."
Song Siyu pretended to be elegant and lifted the hem of her skirt, then walked down step by step holding the handrail.
Huo Juncheng looked up at Song Siyu, his eyes lost in thought. He walked to the center of the city like a gentleman and slowly stopped. "Miss Song, these are all things I picked out for you at a luxury store before I came here. I didn't know what you'd like, but I bought whatever caught my eye."
Song Siyu watched Gao Hu and Long Cheng carrying the gifts in their hands one by one to the villa, and she was so excited that she almost couldn't contain herself!
She had always hoped that Huo Juncheng would give her a gift, but unfortunately, fate played a trick on her. When that day finally came, she received it under the name of "Song Siyu".
It seems that Lin Pinyan and Huo Juncheng are not destined to be together in this life.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Huo." Song Siyu spoke in a pinched voice, walked down the stairs gracefully, and politely invited Huo Juncheng to sit down.
Huo Juncheng's dark pupils were like a bottomless black pool, his handsome face was angular, and there was always a hint of a smile on his lips.
He looked around and was really interested in the decoration of their villa.
"Is this style popular now?" Huo Juncheng owns countless properties, and fearing that his grandmother would be lonely, he has always lived with her in the old house! Looking at the decoration style of Song Siyu's villa, the first picture that came to his mind was how he and Lin Yilan's future home should be decorated!
Even the outline and prototype of the home had already appeared in his mind.
Lin Yilan likes martial arts, so let’s set aside a large living room for her to practice martial arts.
Thinking of Lin Yilan... the terrifying depth in Huo Juncheng's black eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, and instead a sense of happiness surged up.
Song Siyu snapped her fingers and ordered the servant to bring him a glass of his favorite Blue Mountain tea with salt. She said it subconsciously, but Huo Juncheng listened. He narrowed his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "How did Miss Song know my favorite taste?"
He has been with Lin Yilan for so long, but Lin Yilan still doesn't understand him so clearly.
This woman...seems to have come prepared.
Song Siyu immediately shifted her gaze to the cut fruit on the coffee table. With a feigned indifference, she picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth. "Since I want to be friends with Mr. Huo, it shouldn't be difficult to find out what he likes, right?" She deliberately avoided meeting his gaze and looked away.
The beautiful woman in front of him has already said this, so what is he saying makes him seem annoying?
Huo Juncheng gave Gao Hu and Long Cheng a wink, and the two of them tactfully retreated outside the door and waited.
Suddenly, only he and she were left in the room... Huo Juncheng was originally sitting opposite Song Siyu. Seeing that everyone around him had left, he stood up straight and strode towards her.
Song Siyu's heart skipped a beat and she looked at the man with a little fear.
"you……"
Huo Juncheng was very good at flirting. He deliberately bent his waist and leaned over to touch her ear bone. His hot breath was accompanied by temptation: "Miss Song has helped me so much. If I, Huo Juncheng, still can't understand what you mean, I would be unworthy of being a man." He put his hand around her waist and pulled the woman into his arms.
Song Siyu stumbled and fell into Huo Juncheng's arms, her fair hands resting on his hot chest...the man's hormones could be felt through his clothes.
When did Huo Juncheng become so casual?
Is this still the Huo Juncheng she knows?
"Is Smith coming tonight?" he asked.
"No."
"Very good." Huo Juncheng held Song Siyu in his arms without paying any attention to the people around him. "We can't waste such a beautiful night."
His series of actions made Song Siyu lose the ability to think, and she was like a puppet being manipulated by Huo Juncheng.
He then asked, "Where is the bedroom?"
"Turn left and go to the second room next to it."
Huo Juncheng glanced in the general direction and entered the room, carrying Song Siyu. He threw her onto the bed, then grabbed her hands above her head, pulled out his phone, and took a picture of her. His expression changed as well: "Song Siyu, if you don't want me to send this photo to Smith, then tell me where the person you're hiding in the villa is!"
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