Si Yiyan watched Wen Xinya's car drive into the underground parking lot of Black Sunday, took out his cell phone and made a call: "How is the task I asked you to do going?"
"Don't worry, Master Jiu, everything will be done according to your instructions. We will fully cooperate with all arrangements made by Master Gu and Miss Wen. Nothing will go wrong."
"Okay! I understand! We must ensure the safety of Miss Wen. I don't want her to encounter any accidents on Black Sunday." He paused, as if he felt it was not emphasized enough, and repeated it again: "It is [any] Did you hear it clearly
The voice on the other end was solemn: "Don't worry, Jiu Shao, I have opened the private entrance to Black Sunday to Miss Wen. Her safety is absolutely not a problem."
"well-done!"
After hanging up the phone, Si Yiyan leaned back in the chair and dozed off.
The Gu family does have some connections with Black Sunday, but the forces behind Black Sunday are so complicated that the Gu family cannot control them. Xinya's move was indeed bold, but she didn't realize that she would fall into danger if she was not careful.
However, she seemed to be very familiar with the background of Black Sunday. All the arrangements she made were very reasonable, while avoiding some potential dangers and threats. This surprised him greatly. If he had not been immersed in this for a long time, how could he have understood the many unspoken rules of Black Sunday
This point left him somewhat puzzled.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Xinya had already walked out of Black Sunday, and he reached out and pressed the horn.
A horn suddenly sounded, and the sharp sound instantly broke the silence of the night.
Wen Xinya looked over subconsciously and saw Si Yiyan's silver-gray Cayenne parked on the side of the road waiting for her. The silver-gray Cayenne exuded a low-key and gorgeous light in the dark night.
After getting in the car, Wen Xinya turned her head to look at Si Yiyan and said, "How did you know I was here? Are you following me secretly?" When she said this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and under the dim light in the car, her expression became a little deep.
Si Yiyan frowned slightly and said, "Seeing you go out so late, I wanted to ask you something, but when I came out, you were already in a car. I was very worried about you and called you, but your phone was turned off, so I had to follow you."
This explanation made Wen Xinya's cold breath ease a little. She said calmly: "It's nothing. The person who came to pick me up was Gu Junlin. He is a very nice person. The Gu family has some connections in Black Sunday, so there is no danger."
Si Yiyan nodded and said, "Xinya, the background of Black Week is far more complicated than you can imagine, so it's better for you to at least have less contact with it."
His words were full of earnestness and his voice was full of deep playfulness. Wen Xinya's face turned pale and she subconsciously felt that Si Yiyan should have some connection with Black Sunday. Since he said so, then thinking about it carefully, it was indeed inappropriate for her to use Black Sunday to plot against Yang Chongguang this time.
Black Week is a bar that combines prostitution, gambling and drugs, which means that the background of this bar should be completely unprincipled. Given her identity as the eldest daughter of the Wen family, it is indeed easy for her to get involved in trouble.
"I understand. I was not thoughtful enough this time." She arranged this matter based on her limited knowledge of Black Sunday from her long stay here in her previous life. It was indeed a bit overconfident of her.
Si Yiyan didn't say anything else. She was a smart girl and could understand everything at a glance.
Thinking of this, Si Yiyan turned his head to look at her, only to find that she had fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair.
Even when she fell asleep, her brows were still slightly furrowed. He thought that regarding the scandal during this period, she seemed to be confident and had planned everything out, and had her own calculations and considerations, but she was only a fifteen-year-old girl after all, and facing such public opinion and criticism, she would also feel exhausted.
Si Yiyan parked the car on the side of the road, gently rolled down the back of the chair, so that she could lie flat and sleep more comfortably, then took off his coat and put it on her, and dimmed the lights in the car. Then he rolled down the back of the chair, and the slight gap and distance between the driver's seat and the co-pilot seat disappeared at once, and the two of them lay together as if they were sleeping on the same bed.
Under the dim light, her sleeping face was very peaceful, with a kind of tranquil beauty.
Si Yiyan quietly leaned over and kissed her forehead. The sweet fragrance in her nose made him feel distracted. His soft kiss slid down her nose and landed on her lips, like a dragonfly touching the water, and then left.
Si Yiyan just lay on his side beside her, looking at her sleeping face, and a sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously. Suddenly, he felt that his life had become complete.
Time passed second by second, perhaps his gaze was too scorching, which made Wen Yanya feel it in her sleep. She moaned softly, trembled her feather-like eyelashes, and slowly opened her eyes. A pair of gorgeous eyes came into view. Those eyes contained a smile, but it could not conceal the imposing aura, and seemed to be filled with surging and complex emotions.
Si Yiyan felt a little regretful when he saw her wake up. He asked in a low and hoarse voice, "You're awake. You fell asleep just now. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I parked the car on the side of the road so that you could sleep a little longer."
"How long have I slept?" Wen Xinya asked in a low voice. Perhaps because she had just woken up, her voice was not as clear as usual. Instead, it carried a hint of childish confusion and lazy tenderness.
"One hour and five minutes." Si Yiyan replied. During the time she was asleep, he almost counted the seconds. He felt that every minute was so precious. It was as if he wanted to record every minute and store it in his memory.
"Please send me back to the Mo family! It's more comfortable to sleep on the bed at home." Wen Xinya moved her body, but still felt a little stiff and uncomfortable. She intuitively felt that she seemed to have missed something during the time she was asleep, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt she had no clue.
"Okay!" Si Yiyan said as he rocked the backrest of the chair, and then rocked it for her.
Wen Xinya then thought of the problem she had just overlooked. It seemed that they were actually lying side by side just now! Thinking of this, she felt a little blushing and her heart was beating fast.
She frowned slightly. Ever since Si Yiyan sent her to the medicine house and expressed his intentions to her last time, she always felt that she and Si Yiyan had been too close recently. This closeness seemed to be the most natural thing. By the time she realized it, she had already spent so much good time with Si Yiyan.
She really didn't like this feeling of being out of control!
It seems that Si Yiyan is a person who knows how to handle relationships well. It would be better for her to keep a distance from him in the future.