[Down-on-her-luck heiress vs. scheming, ruthless creditor]
Shi Wan had spent twenty years living a pampered life. She never expected her family to go bankrupt.
Her father ran off with the money, leaving her with a pile of debts.
As if having such an unreliable father wasn't enough, her creditor took her away, too.
In the vast living room, Shi Wan studied the man seated in the main chair.
His hair was slicked back in a neat side part, and the earring in his left ear gleamed. A thin wisp of smoke slipped from his lips.
A beauty mark beneath his deep-set brows lent him a hint of tenderness.
He was Pei Siyan, the most powerful man in Shencheng. Of course Shi Wan knew who he was.
She stared at him, then suddenly choked on the smoke and coughed a few times.
Frowning, Shi Wan covered her nose and couldn't help blurting out at the man in front of her:
"Could you not smoke in an enclosed space?"
Pei Siyan froze for a few seconds, then laughed at her, stubbed out his cigarette, and ordered everyone around him:
"No more smoking in front of her. Don't make our little heiress cough."
The kidnapping she'd expected never happened. Pei Siyan seemed like a pretty decent guy.
He gave her a huge room to stay in, and there were plenty of maids around the house to take care of her daily needs.
As time went by, she stopped hoping that Shi Huaiyuan would come to ransom her.
At the dining table, Pei Siyan ate his meal.
Shi Wan spoke cautiously. "Creditor bro, I don't have any clothes to wear lately..."
He set down his chopsticks, remembered the walk-in closet he'd just made for her by converting an empty room a few days earlier, and sighed.
"I'll ask Xiao Chen to take you shopping tomorrow."
Shi Wan shook her head. "Can I go with someone else? His driving is really unsteady."
Pei Siyan let out a laugh that sounded almost annoyed.
"Fine. I'll take you myself tomorrow. Eat."
Then he pushed the steamed fish toward Shi Wan.
"This is too bland."
Pei Siyan good-naturedly swapped it for a plate of spicy chicken.
Shi Wan took a bite and immediately gave her verdict.
"This spicy chicken doesn't taste right. You should stir-fry it over high heat..."
Before she could finish, Pei Siyan cut her off with an amused look.
"Keep it up, and I'll show you exactly how spicy chicken is made."
The recipe for spicy chicken: stir-fry over high heat...
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