He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Chapter 206 Who is Special To?

"Young Master Yan, please stop! Don't do this... Let's go to the room... um... don't... touch there..."

Siyi's heart skipped a beat, and her feet seemed to grow nails, making it impossible for her to lift them. She felt as if the glass of milk she had just drunk was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't swallow it down no matter what she did. But if she moved even slightly, it felt like she was going to vomit, and her stomach was churning with discomfort.

But the undiminished passion from the entryway reached her ears, every word clear, even their intimate breathing was crystal clear.

"No... Young Master Yan, please... don't touch me there... Young Master Yan, shall we take a bath together later? Young Master Yan... um..."

Jiang Yan chuckled, her laughter hoarser and deeper than usual, tickling one's heart like a gentle itch. "Really annoying? I see you like it quite a bit. Don't all women like to say one thing and mean another, hmm?"

"No way... Young Master Yan, be gentle. Is this your apartment? Why don't you show it to me first?"

"Oh, you want to tour the apartment? But I'm more eager to tour your body..."

"Um... Young Master Yan, you're going to tear my clothes off..."

"It's broken, so be it. I'll buy you a new one."

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The sound, though clearly from within the same room, just a few steps away, seemed to travel across mountains and rivers to reach Siyi's ears. She felt as if she had been paralyzed, her chest churning with countless emotions, yet she couldn't utter a single sound. Her mind involuntarily drifted back to the past.

Back then, he would hold her in his arms, and he liked to say things like that to her. Every time, he would make her blush and her heart race, and when he finally got what he wanted, he would act all innocent and smug. But she never knew that Jiang Yan Hui wasn't just for her. Even though she knew he had many women around him, she only realized how much she cared when he actually brought those women to her.

"Young Master Yan... Ah!" The two people in the entryway had somehow made their way into the living room. The woman, still clinging to Jiang Yan Hui like a koala, was startled to find Si Yi standing there. She turned pale with fright, but after regaining her composure, she pleaded with Jiang Yan Hui, "Who is this person? Young Master Yan, you're so annoying! There's someone hiding here! You scared me half to death in the middle of the night, you have to make it up to me!"

Jiang Yan seemed to only then notice Si Yi's presence in the apartment. She glanced at her indifferently, her expression flippant, and asked, "How do you want me to compensate you?"

Siyi stared at him blankly. The way he looked at the woman in his arms was so tender and doting. She had seen that look before, but now he was giving it to another woman right in front of her.

Thinking about it is one thing, but actually letting her see it is another.

She knew he was doing it on purpose. With so many houses, he could have gone anywhere else. But he insisted on coming here. She knew perfectly well what was going on with this childish trick, but she still felt sad.

Half of his heart was corroded away, and the pain was so intense that his heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

No matter how sad she was, she was unwilling to show it.

Even though she was so heartbroken that her breath was sharp and painful, she still calmly looked at the two people in front of her, her lips pursed, her brows expressionless.

"Young Master Yan... who exactly is this person? Standing here so sarcastically, is he a cleaning lady?" The woman looked at Siyi with disdain. Who in City A didn't know that Jiang Yan never brought women home? But tonight, she was incredibly lucky; Young Master Yan had actually taken her back to his apartment. She thought she must be extremely charming to Young Master Yan.

I didn't expect there to be another one in this house. But such a plain-looking woman probably isn't Yan Shao's type. Just look at how disdainful Yan Shao is of her, she might actually be a part-time worker.

"If you think so, then so be it. She's insignificant." Jiang Yan didn't want to look at Si Yi any longer. She put her arm around the woman's slender waist and walked towards the bedroom. "Didn't you want me to compensate you? I'll make it up to you properly in a bit..."

"Young Master Yan, you're so annoying..."

The two men walked right past her and into the room where Siyi had been sleeping. The door slammed shut behind them, and Siyi realized that her legs were trembling.

The apartment actually had several rooms, but she had always slept in the master bedroom. They insisted on going there, even though she had many belongings there. She knew that from then on, that room would be tainted with another woman's scent.

It felt like something was blocking her throat; the glass of milk churned repeatedly in her stomach, making her feel nauseous. She wanted to vomit, but it felt like she was holding her breath and couldn't expel it. It was so uncomfortable; she could barely stand. She staggered to the sofa, but then realized something was wrong and fled into another room.

Siyi was unaware that the moment Jiang Yan entered the room with that woman in her arms, the smile on her lips vanished instantly.

She watched him flirt with other women with such calmness; she was completely normal because she didn't care. So no matter what Jiang Yan did or how he acted, she wouldn't feel anything.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanhui, who was filled with resentment, couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. She didn't know why she had done such stupid things that made people laugh at her, all for the sake of Ye Siyi.

The woman was about to take off her clothes when she saw Jiang Yanhui, who had initially been very interested in her, now standing coldly at the door, his initial enthusiasm long gone. Thinking it was her fault, she pressed herself against him again, alluringly, "Young Master Yan..." she said, her hand already reaching down restlessly.

Jiang Yan grabbed her wrist, looked at her coldly, and smiled slightly. "What? So eager? You really want it?"

A hint of shyness appeared on the woman's face, but her fingers boldly ignited passions all over the man's body. Unfortunately, despite her best efforts, Jiang Yan Hui's gaze remained cold and indifferent.

She was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

What's going on here? She was the woman Yan Shao brought home, wasn't she special? She's already been offered up, even if he suddenly doesn't want her anymore, she can't let the fat meat that's already in her mouth fly away, can she?

Thinking this way, the woman worked even harder, her soft, boneless waist pressed tightly against Jiang Yanhui, her hands skillfully caressing his body. To be honest, a woman like this would naturally be first-rate in bed, and any normal man would be aroused by her. Jiang Yanhui was a perfectly normal man. He had been in a cold war with Siyi these days and hadn't touched a woman in a long time. Now, with this woman's arousal, his manhood seemed to be slowly awakening.

The woman sensed it too, and was secretly delighted, thinking that Young Master Yan was indeed aroused. She then increased the force of her grip.

"Let go." The next second, a calm male voice suddenly interrupted her actions.

The woman was stunned, somewhat incredulous, "...Young Master Yan."

"Will you hand over the bed?" Jiang Yan didn't even bother to look at her again, pushed her away, and sat down on the sofa not far away. Only a dim wall lamp was on in the room, illuminating him. He had handsome features, but his expression was domineering. His brows clearly said "Keep Out," making people dare not act rashly.

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, Jiang Yan reached into her pocket and pulled out her wallet, which contained a thick wad of cash. She pulled it out with her slender fingers and slammed it onto the coffee table next to her. Her casual tone revealed nothing of her true feelings, "Scream loudly at the bed in the corner by the door. Scream as loud as you can. If you scream well, all this money is yours."

The woman was taken aback again, still somewhat confused, "...Young Master Yan?"

"What? Not enough? Name your price, keep bidding until I'm satisfied." His fingers tapped lightly on the wad of cash, but his eyes didn't even glance at the woman as he spoke. Instead, he lit a cigarette, squinted, and smoked it seductively.

Even if the woman was slow-witted, she would realize by now. She understood why she had been so "lucky" tonight to be chosen by this young master Yan to go back to his residence with him. He wasn't being special to her at all; he was being special to the woman in the house.

Making her hand over the bed but not touching her is just for that woman to hear, right?

She was a woman too, and she was consumed by jealousy. But then she looked at the thick wad of cash on the coffee table and the man who hadn't given her a second glance since entering the bedroom. After weighing her options, she wisely made her choice.

"Mmm...Mmm...Young Master Yan...You're so amazing..."

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In the silent space, the woman shouted at the top of her lungs, but Jiang Yanhui leaned back on the sofa with little interest, her mind replaying only the image of her calm and indifferent gaze in the living room earlier, devoid of desire...

No matter how enthusiastic the shouts around him were, he couldn't muster any interest.

A self-deprecating, bitter smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Jiang Yanhui is really shameless.

He knew perfectly well that the woman didn't care about him at all.

But he still couldn't resist using such childish tricks.

In the end, who is the one who has been manipulated?