After Teasing the Crazy Mermaid, He Actually Deceived Me into Marriage - Chapter 75

Just as Si Xi was about to faint from the overwhelming pressure, the crucial moment arrived, the images on the large screen instantly turned into snowy static!

The entire venue erupted in an uproar.

Si Tang immediately furrowed her brows, while Fan Yi’s expression turned icy.

Si Tang stared at the snowy lines on the screen in disbelief. The person on the other end of the phone was reporting to her.

“This is bad, Vice President Si. The key evidence of the design theft has all turned into corrupted code and cannot be restored!”

Twice now.

This thought suddenly leaped into Si Tang’s mind.

This deja vu scene had happened before, when she had recorded Si Xi secretly colluding with He Moheng, the video had also turned into code upon returning home.

How could this be?

Meanwhile, Fan Yi and 8856 were engaged in a heated telepathic discussion.

“Can’t the video be restored?” Fan Yi asked, displeased.

8856 was equally frustrated. It discovered that it was completely unable to restore the video, as if an invisible force was blocking its efforts.

“It won’t allow the Child of Fortune to go to prison,” 8856 said helplessly.

Seeing that the most critical evidence had suddenly vanished, Si Xi finally relaxed slightly, though her legs were still weak. Leaning against He Moheng’s chest, she faced the crowd’s accusations and scorn.

In a foul mood, Si Tang sent two words to the person on the phone: “Withdraw.” The next moment, a message popped up on her screen.

It was unmistakably from He Chenzhou.

“Need help?”

The five words exuded an air of effortless control. Si Tang stared at them in surprise. Before she could reply, she realized this was not a question but a statement.

On the screen, the snowy static vanished instantly, and the signal was restored. However, it now displayed another piece of evidence regarding Si Xi’s Xi Mo plagiarism scandal.

It was the testimony of a designer from Xi Mo Jewelry, serving as a witness.

“Those designs were indeed not created by the Xi Mo design team. They were all stolen and leaked by a designer named Rong Li from Xing Nian.”

Her testimony aligned perfectly with the half-played video from earlier.

In that surveillance footage, the person who had secretly infiltrated the office to steal the design drafts was none other than Rong Li from Xing Nian.

The crowd below buzzed with discussion, and in an instant, Si Xi’s Xi Mo Jewelry was thrust into the spotlight of controversy.

Fan Yi and 8856 quickly deduced who was behind this. 8856 couldn’t help but remark to the scowling Fan Yi, “I have to admit, only the fortune of Lord Chenling can suppress this.”

Unable to withstand the rollercoaster of blows, Si Xi fainted directly into He Moheng’s arms and was rushed to the hospital. Awaiting her upon waking would be a police investigation.

Meanwhile, Si Chenfeng, infuriated by Si Xi’s disgraceful behavior, also fainted from rage. Chen Yue took charge of escorting him to the hospital.

What was supposed to be a joyous birthday banquet had instantly turned into a chaotic mess. The guests, having enjoyed the spectacle, now mingled and contemplated their exit while savoring the drama.

At that moment, Si Tang glanced complexly toward the direction of the second floor, her eyes meeting the cold, imposing figure standing behind the carved railing.

He Chenzhou stood with unparalleled grace, looking down at her calmly.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Si Tang thought she saw the corners of the man’s lips curl into a faint smile.

The next moment, He Chenzhou actually began descending the stairs.

Unhurried and composed, he completely ignored Fan Yi’s darkened expression and walked directly up to Si Tang.

Now, Si Tang truly had nowhere to hide. Moreover, she owed him a significant favor.

Si Tang spoke with genuine seriousness, “Thank you for stepping in earlier, President He.”

She hadn’t expected He Chenzhou to have also investigated this matter. It was fortunate he had prepared an extra contingency.

“It was nothing.” He Chenzhou smiled faintly, his voice low and unhurried. “There are some things I’d like to discuss with Miss Si Tang alone.”

After speaking, his calm gaze briefly swept over Fan Yi beside Si Tang before quickly returning to her, as if awaiting her response.

Si Tang: “…”

His demeanor showed not the slightest awareness that it might be inappropriate to request a private conversation with a woman in front of her husband.

Fan Yi’s pupils constricted sharply. Clenching his teeth in secret, he stared at the man’s composed face, feeling a strong urge to punch him.

How could he not notice that this man’s attitude toward Si Tang was anything but ordinary?

Si Tang unconsciously swallowed. For some reason, the atmosphere felt peculiarly eerie almost like what novels described as a “battlefield of rivals.”

Fan Yi still held her waist, his posture declaring possession, while He Chenzhou’s eyes remained utterly unperturbed, as if his request to speak with her was entirely normal.

“Is there something that can’t be said in my presence?” Fan Yi spoke before Si Tang could respond, a cold warning hidden beneath his seemingly amused expression.

“Business matters.” He Chenzhou replied with effortless ease, exuding the calm composure of a man seasoned in commercial and political circles.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Si Tang herself felt nearly paralyzed by the strange vibe. She truly hadn’t expected Mr. Fan Yi to appear so unfamiliar when jealous.

This realization startled her. She studied him carefully under the influence of anger, his narrow eyes appeared even more demonic, swirling with an icy coldness entirely foreign to her. Like a beast whose prey was being coveted, he unconsciously radiated a chilling aura devoid of humanity, sending shivers down her spine.

She froze momentarily. Coming back to her senses, she gently patted Fan Yi’s wrist and whispered, “Let me talk with him for a moment.”

Si Tang immediately felt Fan Yi stiffen beside her. After a brief tightening of his grip, he released his hold on her waist.

“Go ahead.” Fan Yi’s heart burned with jealousy, yet he forced himself to appear magnanimous.

As Si Tang walked toward He Chenzhou, the latter seemed to catch a glimpse of sinister blue light flashing in Fan Yi’s eyes as he turned.

Si Tang and He Chenzhou walked side by side into the distance.

Behind them, Fan Yi’s gaze remained fixed on them, his narrow eyes squinting tightly.

In the distance, 8856 felt like riding a rollercoaster both excited to secretly witness the drama and terrified that Fan Yi might lose control.

By now, most guests had departed in small groups. The two reached the relatively secluded indoor luxury fountain.

Si Tang stopped, glancing at He Chenzhou before stealing a look at Fan Yi, who seemed to be watching her from afar. An inexplicable sense of guilt washed over her.

“What did you want to discuss, President He?” she asked softly, feeling somewhat awkward facing the man.

Noticing Siting’s evasive gaze, He Chenzhou understood that his repeated invitations had unsettled her.

Typically unflappable, the man now seemed unusually silent, as if carefully weighing his words.

The quiet atmosphere only heightened the peculiar awkwardness.

Si Tang lowered her head slightly, waiting for him to speak. Meanwhile, mist from the nearby fountain splashed onto her exposed skin, causing her to shiver lightly. The next moment, a coat carrying the crisp scent of snow cedar settled over her shoulders.

She froze in an instant, her gaze lifting to meet the man’s finely shaped thin lips and sharp jawline. His hand still gripped his coat, resting near her neck.

His sharp, intense eyes locked with hers before he quickly released his hold. The words that followed struck her ears like a sudden clap of thunder:

“I know your marriage to that man is nothing but a contract.”