Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

The old man was sitting leisurely on the coffee table drinking tea.

"Master, I've brought you here." Butler Li was the first to speak.

It broke the peace in the room.

The next moment, Mr. Si's old but shrewd eyes shot straight in the direction of Yan Xia.

Probably because he had been with Si Jinghuai for a long time, he had already become accustomed to Si Jinghuai's moody temper.

He always had a very cold look in his eyes.

So when the old man looked at her with such sharp eyes.

Although her heart was trembling, there was no trace of fear on her face.

It seemed that Mr. Si didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Xia paused and said hello first: "Hello, Mr. Si."

"Are you questioning me!?"

Butler Li, who had been standing not far away, immediately stepped forward: "Master."

Yan Xia pursed her lips: "Si Lao is joking. You look so amiable. I'm afraid of what you will do."

"In this case, I will give you less pain and you will suffer less."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

He has a lot of wrinkles on his face, and he looks kind when he smiles.

<divclass="contentadv">When you don’t smile, you look a little bit charming.

Yan Xia lowered her head: "What Mr. Si said is that I am naturally not worthy of marrying into the Si family."

He stood up from the tea chair and walked to Yan Xia.

"It does have a bit of guts."

But at this time, Yan Xia knew what it meant to be self-defeating without anger.

Do not wear flattery.

"So what you're saying is that it's my family Jing Huai who insists on pestering you and won't marry you unless you do?"

"Little baby, I know you are quite capable, but do you think you can enter the Si family?"

What do you mean?

With just a few words like that, is Mr. Si going to kill himself and silence him?

"I don't know why you called me here today."

"Ok?"

Yan Xia immediately panicked.

The conversation between the two made Yan Xia panic for a moment.

Yan Xia pondered for a moment: "Because I don't know how to answer."

Therefore, his eyes were almost at the same level as Yan Xia's.

This may sound too flattering, but I always reach out to avoid hitting the smiling person.

He couldn't help turning his head towards Yan Xia: "Huh? Why don't you answer?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Si? Please explain."

"After all, if I didn't force Mr. Si to marry me, it would be a bit narcissistic."

Mr. Si snorted coldly: "You are still aware of current affairs."

She frowned and looked at the sharp-looking old man in front of her: "Even if I want to marry Si Jinghuai out of the blue, it's not a heinous thing, right?"

"Just do what you said before."

Mrs. Si also told herself this.

When Mr. Si heard this, there was an interesting smile on his lips.

As he spoke, he sneered.

Mr. Si poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and saw she didn't answer.

"Come on."

"Are you going to kill someone just because of this?"

Yan Xia paused after hearing this, thought for a while, and didn't answer the question.

"Oh?" Mr. Si became interested.

He is much taller than Yan Xia, but his stature is a bit stooped due to his age.

When Mr. Si heard this, he looked at her with his eyes fixedly: "Little girl."

"You were the one who pestered my family Jinghuai and made him insist on marrying you, right?"

His voice suddenly became sharp.

Sure enough, Mr. Si's fierce aura had dissipated.

An ant is still alive, not to mention she is a human being. No matter how calm she is, she cannot be calm when facing death.

"I……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, there was a burst of gunshots outside the door.

Yan Xia subconsciously looked over there and saw Si Jinghuai coming in from the door.