Before she could react, Si Yuheng extended a long arm, hooking her delicate waist and pulling her heavily into his embrace. Leaning close to her long hair, he sniffed her natural fragrance and sneered: "Quick? Not quick at all. You should know, I've known Vivi for over twenty years. You're much later compared to her."
His words made her face turn even paler, her eyelashes trembling heavily.
Indeed, Vivi and she had grown up together, childhood sweethearts.
His marriage to Vivi was what everyone anticipated, an eventuality.
Just a moment before he said these words, she was thinking, maybe he had a reason, or perhaps there was a mistake.
Hearing these words, she self-mockingly curled her lips, quickly straightened out her chaotic thoughts, pushed him away, and stepped back a few paces.
The sudden absence of the warmth and fragrance in his embrace made him a bit unaccustomed. He subtly furrowed his brow, allowing her to leave.
