He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Chapter 182 Jiang's Mother in Trouble

"what are you doing?"

Siyi glared at Jiang Yanhui, who was sitting in the passenger seat. Jiang Yanhui had trespassed into her car, yet now he was casually fastening his seatbelt. Siyi's delicate brows furrowed. "Did I invite you into the car? Or is it just your habit, Young Master Yan, to casually get into other people's cars like this…?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the back of her neck was suddenly grabbed, and Jiang Yanhui's handsome face was instantly magnified in front of her, kissing her lips.

It wasn't actually an aggressive kiss; on the contrary, it was extremely gentle and tender to the extreme.

Siyi had been kissed like this by Jiang Yan before, but she clearly felt that he was exceptionally gentle at this moment, as if he wanted to pour all the tenderness in his life into this kiss.

His tongue traced the corners of her lips with a wanton yet lingering passion, leaving her completely captivated by his scent before she could even offer the slightest resistance.

By the time she realized what was happening, he was already holding her in his arms, her hands unconsciously clutching his collar, while Jiang Yanhui stared at her without saying a word.

Siyi finally realized that she had been seduced by him again. She should still be angry, shouldn't she?

He went so far just now...

She couldn't muster that same imposing aura anymore. She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her hand as soon as she placed it on his chest.

Jiang Yan's eyes held a deep well of emotions, a mixture of hesitation, longing, and happiness...

Before Siyi could even discern the details, his sexy, thin lips slowly pressed against hers.

"Didn't I tell you not to call me Young Master Yan anymore? Also, I'm not used to getting into just any car, I'm only used to getting into yours..."

He gently kissed her fingers, slowly took them into his mouth, and nibbled on them tenderly. "Good baby...can you give me your time tonight?"

An electric current surged from her fingertips to her heart, causing Siyi's heart to race. Before she could answer, a black storm swept through Jiang Yan's eyes.

Without saying a word, he suddenly reached out and picked up the petite girl, placing her on his lap. Siyi didn't know how he did it; in the blink of an eye, she was already on his lap.

She was facing him, and his hands were gently around her slender waist.

The two were in a very ambiguous position.

“…Hey, Jiang Yanhui, put me down.”

Siyi blushed deeply, feeling as if something hard was pressing against her lower body. Jiang Yanhui had already taken advantage of her many times, so she knew exactly what it was. She stammered, "Jiang Yanhui, you're not allowed to be a pervert!"

"You are my woman. If I don't act like a scoundrel towards you, it would prove that I am impotent."

Jiang Yan chuckled softly, then took her exceptionally sensitive earlobe into his mouth. He felt her tense body tremble slightly instantly. He then erotically licked it with the tip of his tongue, his deep voice becoming even more sexy and husky, "...Baby, you should know very well whether I'm impotent or not, right? I miss you, give it to me now, okay?"

Siyi's brain went blank, and now even her fingers were trembling. The force with which she subconsciously patted his shoulder was like the claws of a cat without sharp claws.

There was no hint of threat in her voice, "You...you're going too far...um, let me go..."

“We haven’t tried doing it in the car yet.”

As he spoke, he reached out to pull down her pants.

Siyi was no match for him; in matters of the heart, she was always the one who lost miserably.

However, perhaps she herself has not thought about a question carefully: sometimes it is not that she really cannot resist, but just as Jiang Yanhui said, she is only half-heartedly willing.

"...Jiang Yan returns..."

He took a deep breath, kissed her passionately, and could no longer restrain himself, taking her to their blissful world.

After the rain, the woman beneath him had already fainted.

In fact, what men are most proud of is the sense of accomplishment they feel when they see the woman they like faint from exhaustion.

No matter how strong she is on the outside, when she's under me, she's still the most primal little woman, crying and begging me to be gentler or harder—that's when she's most alluring.

Jiang Yan smiled slightly, straightened her clothes, and let her lie down in the passenger seat while she got into the driver's seat and drove off.

He drove Siyi's car directly to his apartment, then carried her upstairs, washed her, applied ointment to her wounds, and finally let her lie comfortably on the bed. By the time he finished, it was already dawn. Jiang Yan was thinking about how much work she still had to do that day, and was just about to lie down and get some sleep when her phone rang.

This was a special ringtone he had set, so Jiang Yan Hui answered it as soon as it rang.

"Master."

It was the voice of the aunt who had been taking care of his mother, her tone somewhat anxious, "Young Master, have you come to see Madam today? She...she's had some trouble..."

Jiang Yan's expression changed drastically. "What happened?"

The aunt's voice was trembling with sobs as she said to him, "Recently, Madam... I don't know where she heard the news, but she knows you're involved in a lawsuit, and she's very worried about you... She said... she said she wants to go back to the Jiang family. I originally planned to tell you first, but I couldn't get through to your phone for the past few days, and then I don't know how Madam ended up calling Mr.... Mr. came yesterday. Young Master, you know Madam is usually very quiet, and she rarely speaks to me more than a few times a year, but after Mr. came yesterday, she suddenly acted like she went crazy and even injured herself. Now... she's in the hospital now, and she almost..."

Jiang Yan felt a chill in her heart and blurted out, "How is my mother?"

"Young Master...it's...it's my fault. I didn't take good care of Madam...Madam...she took a lot of sleeping pills and almost...almost..." The aunt on the other end couldn't finish her sentence and started sobbing.

"Take good care of her first, I'll be right back." Jiang Yan's expression darkened further as she turned around, and she instinctively gripped her phone tighter.

The bulging veins on the back of her hands gave a clue as to what had driven her to such madness.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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