Si Yiyan, Who Exactly Are You?
Editor: Atlas Studios
Amidst her endless random thoughts, the car drove into the Mount Li mansion and stopped at a large-scale Piazzetta. Wen Xinya's sense of logic suddenly returned, and she saw a helicopter parked at the Piazzetta.
"Ninth Young Master is waiting for you up there," Gu Yuehan said coldly as he turned back and left.
Wen Xinya deeply inhaled, looked at the helicopter not far away, and actually felt inexplicably complicated in her heart. Si Yiyan's mysteriousness created an involuntary sense of retreat within her, but from her very first step, there was no stopping. The scene before her attracted her like opium—knowing that it was a deep abyss, but it made her disregard everything, like a moth darting into flame.
As she mounted the helicopter, stood before its door, and exchanged looks with Si Yiyan, Si Yiyan's handsome stature stood up from his seat, and, with a big step, came right up to her.
"Si Yi…" She opened her mouth, wanting to call out.