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Not wishing to talk more about this issue, Si Yiyan changed the topic. “Xinya, your stepmother’s ways are down and dirty, making it impossible to guard against. If I hadn’t known about your chauffeur, Tao’s hospitalization by chance, and so specially came over to fetch you, you would’ve already gotten hit.”
What happened today still gave him goosebumps when he thought about it—if he had not come over to fetch her, wouldn’t she…
“I didn’t expect her to actually use such tactics to deal with me, either.” Recalling what happened, her heart also fluttered with fear. This bunch was not little thugs on the streets, but real, vicious, and cruel people from the underworld—the thought of it was terrifying.
Si Yiyan’s eyes glowed softly. “What do you intend to do?”
Wen Xinya shook her head and landed her clear gaze on Si Yiyan. “Si Yiyan, you’re so good at combat, why don’t you teach me! In the future, if I encounter such situations, I can also defend myself.”
However, Si Yiyan frowned in disapproval. “It’s tough to learn martial arts. Furthermore, you’re not young anymore, your bones are basically already fully developed. Thus, it’ll be difficult to learn martial arts.”
Thinking back at the hardship he had suffered while learning martial arts, he absolutely did not want Wen Xinya to taste such pain.
Idea! Wen Xinya’s eyes lit up as she tugged at his arm, and said with a tinge of tenderness, “No martial arts, but surely you can teach me a few moves for self-defense!”
With Si Yiyan’s skills, to impart her a few moves was more than sufficient for her.
Si Yiyan said seriously, “No problem, but… even the self-defense moves will take more than a few days to learn. How about I arrange a bodyguard for you! This way, your safety is assured.”
Wen Xinya scrunched her nose, looking all dejected. “No, please! It’s very weird to always have someone following me. Anyway, I’m not even an important or powerful person with a special identity—no wealthy families’ daughters in the capital city bring bodyguards wherever they go.”
There was no room for negotiation in her rejection, and her eyes and face were all full of disapproval. Si Yiyan couldn’t insist and said hesitantly, “There’s a mysterious force behind Ning Shuqian that you can’t afford to go against currently. Now, with your safety threatened at every possible moment, I’m very worried.”
Raising her brows, Wen Xinya’s eyes were filled with astonishing ferocity. “I dare say that today’s incident was purely the act of Ning Shuqian alone, nothing to do with the force behind her. Recalling Yang Chongguang’s death—how silent it’d been—if they wanted to deal with me, they wouldn’t have made so much noise.”
Si Yiyan’s brows furrowed deeply. Although he knew that she was right, he did not wish for Wen Xinya’s safety to be the slightest bit threatened.
Wen Xinya couldn’t help but explain. “Don’t you worry, I know what I’m doing. The force behind Ning Shuqian acts so secretively that even you can’t identify them, proving that they have their own fears, not daring to alert their enemies, acting cautiously. Thus, they don’t dare to act on me directly. Don’t worry! I can handle it.”
The Wen Family had wealth, and Grampy had manpower—they probably feared these, and so did not dare to act directly on her.
“Your analysis is very accurate, but we don’t know how many times will such incidents happen again. Why don’t…” Si Yiyan admired her for being intelligent and logical. However, he had never felt that a woman being too intelligent and logical could also be a headache, decreasing his chances to perform, at the very least.
Wen Xinya knew what he wanted to say and cut him off decisively. “Don’t meddle with the matters between me and Ning Shuqian—whatever Ning Shuqian has done to me, someday I will pay her back double.”
Si Yiyan sighed slightly. “I knew you were going to say that. Don’t worry! I won’t spontaneously intervene, but I won’t sit on my hands either—if there’s anything you need, you’ve got to tell me.”
He had always understood Wen Xinya’s character for seeking revenge for the smallest grievance. However, the incident tonight made him think about the situation when she had been kidnapped previously—worried, anxious, dreadful, afraid—all kinds of emotions, making him lose his sense of propriety. He obviously knew that she wouldn’t agree, but still said it uncontrollably.
To be worried due to love, and to be fearful due to love! He only really experienced it now.
Wen Xinya was very touched—Si Yiyan understood and knew her, she need not say much before he knew her thoughts. “Got it. If I need help, I’ll naturally approach you without hesitation.”
Si Yiyan looked at Wen Xinya and said, “You! What can I do with you.”
His helpless tone was filled with deep feelings. Wen Xinya couldn’t help but look away. “It’s really late, let’s go back! If it gets later, my Grandpa will definitely worry.”
Si Yiyan walked towards the car, realized that Wen Xinya did not catch up after a few steps, looked back at her and said uncontrollably, “Why are you standing there like a block, don’t you want to go back? Is it because your feet hurt, so you can’t walk anymore?”
Si Yiyan’s gaze fell on the twelve-inch heels under her feet and scrunched his gorgeous brows—it was two inches higher than the ones that she normally wore.
He looked between the slender, beautiful ankle bones—how could such slim legs, exquisite like works of art, bear the entire weight of her body?
She did not feel it at first, but after Si Yiyan’s comment, she started feeling that her feet hurt slightly and her calves were mildly numb—she had worn these super high heels and stood for a total of three hours.
“Wearing such high heels—you should have told me earlier that your feet hurt.” He couldn’t help but secretly chide himself for not being observant enough—recalling how she even wore such high heels and ran around with him just now, it was lucky that she did not injure herself.
Her graceful brows furrowed slightly, uncontrollably stomped her feet to make herself feel better, and couldn’t help but whine. “It wasn’t hurting originally, but after you said it, it started hurting very badly.”
“Okay, it’s all my fault, I’ll help you rub them in a while.” However, Si Yiyan suddenly walked up and holstered Wen Xinya up by her waist—the seemingly wild and overbearing act was instead executed with great care, in a treasured and gentle manner.
Wen Xinya’s hands hung on his shoulders and instinctively said in rejection, “Hey, Si Yiyan, let me down. I can walk myself, my feet aren’t hurting that badly.”
“One moment they were hurting, the other they aren’t—you’re so hard to please.” Si Yiyan chuckled in a pampering tone, walked up to the car with big strides, and carefully placed her on the passenger seat.
Wen Xinya raised her brows smugly and said, “Who’s hard to please—fine if you don’t like to please.”
“Naturally, I like to please. No matter how hard, I’ll be pleasing you.” Si Yiyan conveniently helped her buckle her seatbelt, closed the door, went around the car, returned to the driver seat, leaned in, grabbed her ankle, and gently removed her high heels.
“That’s more like it!” With the high heels off, Wen Xinya felt weird momentarily. However, when her sore and aching feet touched the soft and furry carpet on the floor of the car, she felt so comfortable that she couldn’t help but sigh.
Si Yiyan looked at her with a pampering and helpless smile.
