Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

"Huh? Wetting the bed?"

After hearing what Hong Ma said, Yan Xia covered her lips and made a sound of surprise. She couldn't help but look back in the direction of Si Jinghuai.

But only one gate can be seen.

Hong's mother saw her so surprised and chuckled: "Don't look at the young master who always looks cold and cold now. In fact, the young master was quite naughty when he was a child."

Although Yan Xia knew that a person's personality as a child does not determine how they grow up, she still felt it was very inconsistent when Hong's mother told her about the embarrassing things that happened to Chi Jinghuai when she was a child.

Si Jinghuai is such a high-altitude flower. It turns out that his childhood was no different from everyone else.

Yan Xia thought Si Jinghuai was quite cute when he was a child.

At least, it's better than keeping a cold face like this now.

Yan Xia was jealous and couldn't help but move closer to Hong's mother: "Hong's mother, the Si Jinghuai you know doesn't look too much like the Si Jinghuai I know."

"He was so sunny and cheerful when he was a child. It stands to reason that he should be a modest gentleman when he grows up. Why now..."

She pursed her lips but did not finish her sentence.

But Hong Ma understood what she meant and sighed slightly when she heard the words.

"Yes, if those things hadn't happened, our young master would have been a humble gentleman and wouldn't be as cold as he is now."

No one likes to hear gossip.

Even though Yan Xia had already decided to divorce Si Jinghuai, she couldn't help but prick up her ears after hearing what Hong Ma said.

Hong Ma paused and glanced at Yan Xia.

"Logically speaking, you can't talk nonsense about such things, but young mistress, you can be considered one of our own."

Hong Ma looked into the distance, seemingly lost in memories.

"The young master has been smart since he was a child. He is the old man's favorite child. After the old man got tired of working hard in the capital, he returned to his hometown in plain clothes and lived here."

"The one traveling with us is our young master. When the young master came, he was only two or three years old. It can be said that the young master was raised by the old master."

Hearing this, Yan Xia couldn't help but look around.

So this place is a childhood memory for Si Jinghuai?
"The young master has been naughty since he was a child. There is no one in our yard who has not been teased by the young master."

Following Hong Ma's memories, Yan Xia seemed to see a lively and cheerful little boy.

But the next moment, Hong Ma's tone suddenly changed: "But good times don't last long. When the young master was nine years old, the old man became seriously ill and has never been able to get sick again."

Having said this, Hong Ma raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, then turned to look at Yan Xia: "Young mistress, I'm sorry."

"I just can't help it. You don't know, the old man is a very nice person."

"The old people who work in our yard come from poor families around us. They were so poor in those years that they couldn't survive."

"When the old man came back, he not only built factories and opened schools around the area, but he also provided food for those of us who had no relatives."

Yan Xia nodded.

Mr. Si is indeed a very good person. The elders in the family occasionally mention him, but that was a long time ago.

She pursed her lips and asked, "What happened next? Why did Si Jinghuai change?"

"Hey." Hong Ma shook her head: "Our old man has always been in good health, and it is very strange to get sick."

"When the young master serves the old master at his bedside, he suddenly becomes more sensible."

"and then?"

Mother Hong continued: "Not long after, the old man passed away. When my husband found out, he came back with the rest of the family to preside over the funeral."

"But on the way back, my husband had an accident. The young master lost his grandfather and his father at the same time in just two or three days."

"Overnight, the young master's whole person changed. He will never play with us again."

"It took about a year before my wife came to take the young master back to the capital to raise him." "Later, I heard that the deaths of the old lady and my husband seemed a bit strange."

Yan Xia nodded when he heard this. The affairs of the big family are not as simple as usual.

Two important figures in the family died one after another, which makes people wonder if there is any relationship between them.

Sure enough, suffering can make people grow up in an instant.

She originally thought that living in a family like the Si family, Si Jinghuai's life would be smooth sailing, with no worries since he was a child.

But now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

Yan Xia is not interested in the secrets of the big family. If he knows many things, his life may be lost.

So she stopped asking and changed the subject by asking about the design of the villa and other issues.

After an afternoon of shopping, Yan Xia's feet were so tired that she hadn't even finished half of the villa.

When it was getting dark, Hong Ma glanced at the high heels on Yan Xia's feet: "Young mistress, why don't we just go shopping here today."

"Anyway, you and the young master will stay at home for a few days, and then we can go shopping."

Yan Xia nodded: "Okay."

"Then I'll prepare dinner for you and the young master." Hong Ma turned back with a smile and sent Yan Xia to the entrance of the main courtyard before leaving.

Yan Xia walked all afternoon and felt even more tired than shopping. When she walked into the courtyard, she couldn't wait to take off her high heels and walked in with her bare white feet.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Yan Xia saw Si Jinghuai standing by the pond, his eyes lowered, and he was casually throwing fish food into the pond.

Hearing the noise, Si Jinghuai raised his eyes to look at Yan Xia, and his eyes naturally fell on Yan Xia's snow-white insteps.

Obviously the most intimate things have been done with Si Jinghuai, but for some reason, Yan Xia suddenly felt a little at a loss when being looked at by Si Jinghuai like this.

It's obviously just a foot.

Yes, it's just your feet. What are you thinking about? ?

Yan Xia stood up straight and walked past Si Jinghuai.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly felt a pain in the sole of my foot.

"Ah..." She almost fell to the ground from the pain, but Si Jinghuai quickly helped her up.

His cold eyes swept over her feet.

"what happened?"

"Hiss..." Yan Xia took a breath of cold air. The soles of her feet really hurt, as if something had pierced the skin.

But she didn't want to be looked down upon by Si Jinghuai in front of him, so she waved her hand stubbornly: "It's okay."

After saying that, she stood up straight and wanted to leave.

As soon as her feet hit the ground, she felt a stinging pain that almost made her fall to the ground again.

If Si Jinghuai hadn't supported her, she would have fallen to the ground.

It hurts!

Si Jinghuai frowned and glanced at her. When Yan Xia was unprepared, he bent down and picked up Yan Xia.

He was so strong that he held Yan Xia like a doll.

Yan Xia's feet left the ground without warning, and the weightlessness made her reflexively raise her hands to hug Si Jinghuai's neck.

For a couple about to get divorced, this gesture was a little too intimate.

Yan Xia whispered: "Let me down, I can leave on my own!"

"Are you sure?" (End of this chapter)