After Teasing the Crazy Mermaid, He Actually Deceived Me into Marriage - Chapter 38

After returning home, Si Tang immediately opened her computer, intending to transfer the evidence from her phone. Unexpectedly, her phone seemed to have malfunctioned, the video had turned into a blurry mess of black and white lines, as if heavily distorted.

She distinctly remembered it had been fine when she recorded it.

Si Tang consulted a professional, asking if it could be repaired, to which the expert replied, “Miss Si, the video is severely damaged and beyond recovery.”

Defeated and frustrated, Si Tang had no choice but to set her phone aside. Damn it, that wretched couple had gotten lucky. But it didn’t matter on her birthday, she would make He Moheng taste what it felt like to lose control.

Meanwhile, 8856 relayed everything that had happened to Fan Yi, who, for the first time, marveled at the invisible power of fate’s threads among humans.

Soon, the day of Siting’s birthday arrived.

Haicheng, the luxury yacht banquet.

It was Si Tang’s 21st birthday celebration, and young elites from both the capital and Haicheng had gathered for the extravagant event.

Amidst clinking glasses and lively chatter, the crowd buzzed with speculation.

“I heard Miss Si Tang is going to announce her fiancé today. They say she’s the number one beauty in the capital, I wonder which lucky young master will win her favor?”

“You’re behind on the news. Everyone in our circles knows a couple of days ago, the He family’s second young master brought her to a gathering and publicly declared that Miss Si has been his girlfriend for two years!”

“You mean, that illegitimate son of the He family?”

“Shh, times have changed. You’d better address him as Second Young Master He when he’s around.”

“An illegitimate son with no background, everyone knows his mother was just a dancer from a brothel. Who would give him the respect of calling him ‘Second Young Master’?”

Another guest simply shook his head with a knowing smile, thinking how naive that remark was.

A glance around revealed He Moheng mingling effortlessly among the powerful guests. In just over a year, he had not only secured his footing in the He family but also forged connections with the Si and Yun families proof that he was no ordinary man.

Amid the glamorous crowd, two men stood quietly in a corner. Fan Yi stood with his arms crossed, idly swirling the base of his wine glass. Though his expression appeared lazy, a shadow of gloom lingered between his brows. Their strikingly handsome and unfamiliar looks drew frequent glances, despite their efforts to remain inconspicuous.

Security was tight, so his trident had transformed into a brooch pinned to his lapel.

Now that he no longer wielded his weapon, even 8856 felt considerably safer.

The incessant chatter grated on Fan Yi’s nerves he truly despised the clamor of humans.

Meanwhile, 8856 gazed around curiously, stuffing his face with one sweet treat after another. To experience the delights of mortal cuisine was something he had never dared to dream of.

Two men passed by them.

“What a shame she ended up with that He family kid. Even though Miss Si’s reputation took a hit three years ago, her face is absolutely stunning. I would’ve been content just to marry her and admire that beauty every day.”

“Exactly. Back in the day, I considered her my goddess.”

On stage, the host was building up the atmosphere. The two young masters chatted as they moved toward the front, eager to catch the first glimpse of the birthday girl when she made her entrance.

Unaware of the icy glare fixed on them from the shadows in the corner, they continued forward. Just as they were craning their necks for a better view, something suddenly tripped them, and with a loud thud, they crashed heavily onto the floor.

This caused an uproar, and everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The two of them flushed red with embarrassment, their necks thick with shame, and hurriedly scurried to a corner in disgrace.

As the crowd continued to laugh and chatter, the lights suddenly went out, and the room fell into immediate silence.

The central crystal chandelier abruptly lit up, casting its glow on the dazzling skirt of a young woman.

On the spiral staircase, Si Tang gracefully descended, holding up the hem of her dress with one hand.

Her black hair cascaded down to her waist, and she wore a pure white, form-fitting evening gown that revealed the elegant curve of her shoulders. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered like starlight, exuding an aura of noble composure. Under the bright lights, her skin seemed to glow flawlessly, without a single blemish, except for a tiny mole on the tip of her delicate nose, which only added to her allure.

The moment Si Tang made her entrance, everyone was captivated. She lowered her gaze slightly and spotted He Moheng standing right in the center of the crowd.

The man was dressed in a black suit, looking exceptionally distinguished and noble. Holding a glass of red wine, he stood at the forefront, his clear eyes filled with tenderness as he gazed at her.

What excellent acting.

Meanwhile, Si Xi, standing off to the side of the crowd, naturally kept her distance from him, not even exchanging a single glance.

Today, she wore a dress strikingly similar in style to Si Tang’s whether by coincidence or not, no one could say. The pure white gown made her appear delicate and pitiable, lacking the aloof elegance of Si Tang and instead resembling an untouched angel.

There was once a saying in the capital: the eldest daughter of the Si family was like a cold, unattainable solitary moon, while the second daughter was like a begonia drenched in spring rain fragile and delicate, as if she would shutter at the slightest touch, evoking a desire in onlookers to protect her carefully. But no one knew that this begonia was, in fact, a man-eating flower.

No one knew about that afternoon years ago when a frail, young Si Xi, dressed in ill-fitting designer clothes, opened the attic door and venomously taunted the little girl cowering in the closet.

“Look at you, sister. How pitiful even Dad doesn’t believe you. From now on, everything you have will be mine. This is what you owe me!”

“Heh, what a beautiful house! All of this will be mine someday. Everything in the Si family will belong to me!”

Shedding her innocent, pure-white facade, Si Xi’s eyes burned with fierce ambition.

Inside the closet, Si Tang hugged herself tightly, trembling with fear. Despite wearing an exquisitely tailored dress, she looked disheveled and pitiful, forced to watch as the other girl strode away triumphantly.