Si Huaiyu rested his hand on Wen Ran’s head, stroking her hair as if petting a cat. The woman’s strands were soft, just like her—completely non-threatening.
He applied slight pressure, pushing Wen Ran’s head downward. Forced by the motion, she crouched down, pausing at a certain spot.
A male voice came from above, asking, “Do you know how?”
Wen Ran instantly understood, her face flushing bright red. This secretly perverted man sure had some wild tricks!
“Know how to what?” The system looked utterly confused. Why leave sentences unfinished? It was nearly dying of anxiety while still worrying that Si Yan outside might break down the door.
Wen Ran said, “Zha Zha, you’re still a baby. No need to understand.”
But when it saw her undoing the towel, the Zha Zha system leaped up in agitation, “Censor that, censor it!”
It wasn’t worthy of seeing anything too explicit!!!
………
Si Yan knocked on the door for a long time with no response. His face turned as dark as soot. Si Huaiyu was clearly inside but deliberately refusing to open.
Just as he was about to explode, the door cracked open slightly.
That bastard! Si Huaiyu had tricked her! Wen Ran wanted to stand up, but the man firmly held her down, giving her a ‘don’t worry’ look.
Si Huaiyu revealed half his body to Si Yan. “What’s so urgent? Can’t I even take a bath in peace?”
Si Yan said, “Open the door. I have something to say.”
“I’m not dressed. Are you sure you want to come in?” Si Huaiyu’s words made Si Yan frown. Seeing the other man shirtless, he didn’t insist on entering.
Si Yan: “Fine, I’ll say a few words right here outside your door.”
Si Huaiyu asked, “What do you want to say?”
“My private affairs are none of your business. Don’t let me hear you gossiping in front of Grandpa again.” Si Yan had come specifically to warn Si Huaiyu. He looked at him disdainfully and said, “Don’t think that just because I call you ‘uncle,’ you’re really a member of the Si family.”
Compared to Si Yan’s aggressive demeanor, Si Huaiyu remained much calmer. He smiled faintly and said, “Your wife is quite well-behaved. As a man with a strong sense of justice, I can’t stand seeing you mistreat someone like that. What’s wrong with trying to do a good deed?”
What kind of bullshit sense of justice! Wen Ran crouched on the ground, silently mourning for Si Yan. Even though you’re no saint, your uncle is even worse.
Si Huaiyu continued, “I can’t stand seeing good women being bullied. Since you dared to do those things, why are you afraid of being exposed?”
He rubbed Wen Ran’s head again. Such a gentle, sensible little thing—why shouldn’t he stand up for her?
“You’re overstepping,” Si Yan warned. “Stay away from them, especially Ruan Tang!”
Wen Ran had always stayed at the Si residence. With his mother around, given her personality, she wouldn’t do anything outrageous. But Ruan Tang was different—she was inherently unrestrained.
Seeing Si Yan’s furious expression, Si Huaiyu said, “If you like her so much, why not divorce and marry her?”
He sneered. They were both men—why pretend!
Before Si Yan could erupt in anger, Si Huaiyu directly closed the door. “Don’t come knocking on my door again. How rude!”
He hated being disturbed when he wanted peace and quiet. Si Huaiyu looked down at the woman beneath him. Of course, if this little one came to bother him, he wouldn’t mind.
Wen Ran was well hidden. Si Yan left without discovering her hiding behind the door, but the cost of that… well, let’s not talk about that.She watched as the Affection points above Si Huaiyu’s head increased by ten points, bringing the total just to the passing line. She wondered how much of these points were genuine.
Wen Ran had just overheard their conversation. It seemed Si Huaiyu’s relationship with the female lead had progressed earlier than expected, and it appeared he was the one taking the initiative?
Si Huaiyu turned around and took a pajama set from the wardrobe, putting it on. Noticing Wen Ran still standing at the doorway, he asked, “Do you still want to stay here?”
He couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t do something beastly—what had just happened was merely an appetizer for him, and his frustration hadn’t subsided yet.
Wen Ran first bit her lower lip, then asked Si Huaiyu, “What do you think of Ruan Tang, Uncle?”
Si Huaiyu’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, but his expression remained as indifferent as ever. “Is this question important?”
Wen Ran nodded. “Is she really that good?”
Si Huaiyu paused while tying his robe sash, contemplating what exceptional qualities Ruan Tang possessed. After a long moment, he couldn’t think of any.
Ever since he started having those recurring dreams, Si Huaiyu had grown curious about Ruan Tang and began paying special attention to her at the company. He noticed a peculiar phenomenon.
Whenever Ruan Tang appeared within his line of sight, Si Huaiyu felt an intense internal urge. Even if she was far away, he would still feel disturbed by her presence.
He had experienced similar desires toward Wen Ran, but since he saw Wen Ran more frequently at the Si family home, he didn’t feel constantly aroused around her.
Yes, in his view, this inability to control his behavior was no different from animal instinct.
He was a man with strong self-control—even when facing Wen Ran, he could maintain composure. So why would he experience this with someone he barely knew?
Si Huaiyu fundamentally didn’t believe in love at first sight. What kind of face could make him fall at first glance?
Even someone as beautiful as Wen Ran couldn’t make him lose control with just one look. After brief interactions with Ruan Tang, Si Huaiyu didn’t think he would ever develop feelings for such a woman.
He had merely given Ruan Tang an opportunity to approach him, and she had been constantly putting herself on display in front of him ever since.
Si Huaiyu looked at Wen Ran. It seemed he wasn’t interested in every woman associated with Si Yan.
“You seem to enjoy comparing yourself with her?” Si Huaiyu’s tone carried a hint of anger. Was Si Yan really that remarkable?
“Ding, Si Huaiyu’s Affection points -2.”
Wen Ran was momentarily stunned. What did that mean?
Unable to discern Si Huaiyu’s attitude from just one sentence, she tentatively ventured further, “Uncle, do you think she’s better than me?””
Her voice carried a pitiful tone. The man raised an eyebrow, “Do you want to know Si Yan’s opinion, or mine?”
“Si Yan is easy to understand—he wants both.” As a man himself, Si Huaiyu could easily see through his nephew’s petty schemes.
Seeing how frantic Si Yan had been earlier, it seemed he couldn’t have both. When Si Yan had previously caught him with Ruan Tang, he hadn’t been nearly this angry.
Interesting! Men truly understood each other best. Wen Ran asked, “What about you, Uncle? What do you think?”
Hearing that Wen Ran cared about his opinion, Si Huaiyu secretly smiled. “She’s not half as good as you.”
Wen Ran was momentarily stunned, then mentally clicked her tongue in amazement. Could a bad man like him actually give compliments?
She noticed the two points Si Huaiyu had just lost had returned. This guy was quite the closet romantic.
Seeing Wen Ran run out with flushed cheeks, the curve of Si Huaiyu’s smile grew even wider.But when he recalled what his assistant had told him earlier, that faint smile turned cold again.
Master Si had secretly consulted a lawyer to finalize the inheritance rights while he was away from the Si family this time. If he hadn’t been keeping a close watch, he probably wouldn’t have known about this until after the old master passed away.