Chapter 960: Why Did You Smack My… Buttocks!

The dim yellow light filled the room and lust was in the air.

Wen Xinya sat on the couch, facing him. Due to the fact that she was too worried about Si Yiyan’s injury, she actually forgot that she was stark naked.

Suddenly sensing that her throat was turning dry and painful, she thought about the words that Si Yiyan said, “Xinya, you don’t need a strong background to be Lucifer’s matriarch, but you can’t lack cunning tactics and a scheming mind. You also need brains to plan strategies. You’ve done that very well!”

It was his affirmation towards her and denial towards Avrora.

It turns out, he had long known about the change in her emotions during the banquet, which was also why he allowed her to do whatever she wanted in Duke Moville’s Residence.

She suddenly burst into laughter, for he had placated all of her negative emotions of anxiety with just a few words of his. She pouted and exclaimed in a coquettish voice, “But, Duke Moville wants to make Avrora marry you!”

 Although she had used the transferral document to ruin the marriage plan and stabbed Avrora in the back forcefully, it was only a representation of her defense and protectiveness over her man. It was an exhibit of her attitude and her refusal to let anyone despise her man.

She was obviously annoyed by the fact that her boyfriend had attracted another woman and even let that woman show her prowess in front of her.

Si Yiyan loved seeing her throw a tantrum. He chuckled and said, “It was just wishful thinking on Duke Moville’s part for assuming that he can plot against us.”

In Russia, anyone could become an aristocrat so long as he or she had enough money.

However, he had his pride. He was proud of being Chinese.

At the same time, he was also not willing to disrupt the balance between Lucifer and the Russian aristocrats. Hence, the transferal document was not mandatory to him, even though it was important. It was not worth risking her life to obtain it.

He wouldn’t put her life in danger, let alone give up his beloved woman to marry another woman for the sake of benefits.

Wen Xinya smiled radiantly like a beautiful viburnum flower. “I heard from Avrora that you and Lucifer will stand to gain massive benefits if you marry Avrora.”

Avrora was just using the example of the Tang Dynasty Emperor and his concubine to prove her point that men only care about benefits, in order to make Wen Xinya feel uneasy. Hence, she decided to prove in front of Si Yiyan… that her man was not that shallow.

Si Yiyan asked, “What does that have to do with me? I’m a pure-blood Chinese and my heritage dates back to the ancient days. How could I possibly marry a foreigner and mess up the gene pool of my offspring? Besides… haven’t you already obtained that document for me?”

Wen Xinya snorted with laughter, having already expected Si Yiyan to say that. Since the Russians put themselves on a pedestal for being pure, blue-blooded people, Si Yiyan decided to show his pride for being Chinese.

However, Wen Xinya was glad that Si Yiyan had approved of her actions to obtain the document and recognized her efforts instead of criticizing her like he used to. “That may be the case, but Avrora is the greatest beauty of Russia. Are you really not tempted at all?”

Hmph, didn’t Avrora call me ugly and criticize me for being flat-chested? Even so… I still can win Si Yiyan’s heart and defeat that brainless woman.

Si Yiyan frowned in displeasure.

Wen Xinya frantically said, “I… I’ll stop talking, alright?”

She still remembered Si Yiyan getting angry because she had gotten jealous of Avrora during the banquet.

Si Yiyan gently bit her ear and smacked her buttocks. “If you do that again, I’ll smack your buttocks.”

Avrora can’t hold a candle to Wen Xinya at all.

“I was just making a casual comment. I don’t mean anything else. Why do you… have to smack my buttocks!?!” Wen Xinya immediately turned red, feeling a stinging pain in her hips. Clearly, Si Yiyan did not spare her any mercy. Having grown to this age, she had never been smacked on the butt before. She truly could not tolerate that feeling.

She initially merely wanted to take the chance to act cute and coquettish. Yet, she ended up provoking him.

Si Yiyan said softly, “You’ll be punished if you misbehave.”

Wen Xinya was at a loss for words as she remembered him warning her that he would punish her if she were to doubt him again in the future. Her eyes lit up and she said with a pout and a sullen expression, “Avrora said that I’m good for nothing and I can’t bring you any benefits or even help you with anything.”

She pursed her lips and pretended to be innocently miserable like pretentious women. Although she knew that Avrora had ill intentions for saying those words, she still could not curb the urge to play cute and get him to cajole her.

Si Yiyan frowned slightly and said, “What nonsense is that? Duke Moville has not taken Avrora in hand. Don’t believe the nonsense that she spouts. Well, she herself is a pawn that Duke Moville uses to exchange for more benefits. She’s just receiving more privileges for what she’s worth. That’s why she often uses tangible benefits and value to compare herself to others. People like her are inferior, to begin with. To me, you’re priceless. How could you be measured using benefits?”

Wen Xinya’s mind cleared up immediately and she could not help but mock herself for being shallow.

Si Yiyan is right. Avrora is just a cheap pawn that Duke Moville uses to exchange for greater benefits. She’s just pathetic. There’s no need for me to harp on it and be affected by the things she says. Si Yiyan is the one who decides if I’m worthy or not. So what if Avrora has a net worth of billions of yuan? She’s not the one who Si Yiyan likes, anyway.

Indeed, she could not bring about many benefits to Si Yiyan. Neither could she do anything for him. However, he was on a pedestal and possessed immeasurable power. He did not need her to risk her life for him. What he needed was her loyalty and love, and her vow to stay with him until death did them apart.

Si Yiyan said softly, “There are plenty of strange and peculiar Russian aristocrats. Seems like I can’t let you meet them again. Bizarreness is an illness that’s scary and contagious.”

Wen Xinya snorted with laughter.

Si Yiyan said softly, “You’re not to let your imagination run wild again in the future.”

He knew that Wen Xinya was actually bothered by Avrora’s snide remarks and she actually wanted to test him for his reaction and hear his honest opinion.

Wen Xinya expressed assent, feeling incredibly touched. “If I let my imagination run wild, wouldn’t I be like those strange and ridiculous women whom you were talking about? I’m not that silly.”

Si Yiyan smiled without uttering a single word. Although she seemed a little foolish, her actions were what attracted him the most. She wanted to put in more effort into their relationship and show him more love. That was why she had those silly thoughts.

Wen Xinya’s eyes widened and she thought about something. Tugging Si Yiyan’s collar, she gritted her teeth and said, “By the way, did you find out right from the start that Duke Moville wanted you to marry Avrora?”

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