An oppressive chill bore down on her, and Si Mingjing suddenly tensed up. Did this man harbor ill will towards her? Why? Could it be because of the marriage news circulating online? That certainly wasn’t her fault.
Si Mingjing had always been clear-headed and would never force someone into a corner. She suddenly chuckled lazily and took the initiative, "Mr. Mo, my requirement is that you clarify the false news on the internet to avoid any misunderstandings."
The murderous intent in Mo Yinhe’s eyes abruptly ceased, and he gave her an unexpected, deep look. "Are you sure that’s your condition?"
"What else?" Si Mingjing retorted.
Mo Yinhe was speechless.
With a look of certainty, Si Mingjing said, "I would appreciate it if Mr. Mo could clarify the situation sooner rather than later, because I already have someone in my heart, and I don’t want him to get the wrong idea."
Mo Yinhe remained silent, his expression softening somewhat. Was this woman not trying to play hard to get?
Si Mingjing had not lied; deep in her mind, there seemed to have been someone living there since she was a child.
Who could it be? She couldn’t see their face.
Attraction sprang from an unknown beginning, yet whenever she harbored youthful romantic thoughts, like a Demon King, a voice in her mind would roar: Think only of me!
If it weren’t for the fact that Prison Star truly lacked handsome men with strong appeal, she would have dearly loved to strangle the jealous Demon King within her heart.
Her visit to Earth was twofold: one was to clear her mother’s wrongful conviction, and the other was to seek an answer deep within her heart, an answer she subconsciously felt lay on Earth.
The little guy immediately flung himself into Si Mingjing’s arms. "That’s right! This young master is already in Baby’s heart, yet everyone thinks Daddy is the one seeking marriage. This young master is very unhappy about it, and it must be clarified! But Daddy, when you clarify, you must tell everyone that the bad woman belongs to this young master; she’s your future daughter-in-law, okay?"
Mo Yinhe glanced at his son disapprovingly and said to Si Mingjing, "I’ll clarify."
Ye Shen, anxious as an ant on a hot pan, hurriedly tried to dissuade her. "Don’t, Miss Si! Why don’t you reconsider? Believe me, once my brother clarifies, you’ll become the laughingstock of the entire internet. What if you hold a grudge against my brother then and refuse to treat him?"
"I won’t. I have medical ethics. However, I expect room and board during the treatment period. As you know, I’ve come from another planet and have no residence on Earth yet."
She didn’t want to stay with the Su Family for the time being, to avoid resentment from the young masters of the Su Family and, more importantly, to prevent Grandfather Su from meddlesome matchmaking.
This place was good; she could constantly observe the Song Family’s true intentions and prevent Song Pianlan from latching onto Mo Yinhe for his powerful support.
As for becoming the laughingstock of the entire internet? Who cares?
Still worried, Ye Shen decided to take a roundabout approach. "No problem, you can live with my brother. The villa is big enough, with many spare rooms."
The little guy was even more excited, pointing upstairs. "Baby, you can sleep with me! This young master will give up the bed for you and sleep on the floor."
Sadly, Mo Yinhe shattered their fervor with a single sentence. "Butler, take Miss Si to the small house next to the main building to settle in."
Then, with a lofty, detached, and indifferent gaze, he looked down on Si Mingjing. "Show me what you can do within a week. Otherwise, I won’t keep you."
"No problem. Please, wait and see."
Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes flickered as she followed the butler away.
Before leaving, she also took the little guy, who had strong objections to his father’s arrangements. She, Si Mingjing, was no social climber.
Once the two of them had left, Ye Shen immediately approached Mo Yinhe.
"Brother, are you really going to clarify? Don’t you want to think about it some more? Is this how you treat Xiaobai’s lifesaver? Do you understand the kind of public pressure she’ll be under once it’s clarified?"
"Is that the only way to repay someone?"
Mo Yinhe snorted coldly and headed upstairs.
He absolutely could not tolerate any woman stirring up scandalous rumors with him; otherwise, in the future... was he looking to experience kneeling on a washboard?