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Chapter 471: Lucifer, Monarch, Xiasi Group

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xu Qingqiu walked them to the private room on the third floor before leaving them alone.

Wen Xinya stared at the rosewood sign on the door of the room. The words, “LuciferRex9 Xiasi Group!” were engraved on it. Wen Xinya guessed that the sign was specially meant for Si Yiyan. “Lucifer” referred to the power behind him and “Rex9” was his code name in the circle.

Wen Xinya could not help but let out a long sigh. It was the very first time that she realized how prestigious Si Yiyan was. She finally saw how outstanding her man was.

Having understood what the look in her eyes meant, Si Yiyan kissed her ear gently.

The door was secured with a biometric lock. Si Yiyan scanned his fingerprint and brought Wen Xinya into the room.

The room was well decorated and pleasant-looking. The glass windows were polished and offered a bird’s eye view of the shopping mall below.

As soon as they entered the room, Si Yiyan grabbed her waist and whispered into her ear, “Xinya!”

“Yes?”

“Xin’er.”

“Yup!”

“Xin’er.”

“What’s the matter?”

“See, you’ve already responded to the way I addressed you. Shouldn’t you be calling me Si instead?” Si Yiyan said in a charming manner.

Wen Xinya finally recovered from her shock. Si Yiyan had changed the way he addressed her. She was too preoccupied with admiring the decor of the house, so much that she answered him without realizing it. “You’d better call me Xinya. It’s less strange that way. It’s easier for me to accept it too.”

Si Yiyan raised her chin gently and bent forward to move his face closer towards her. He stared at her and said, “See, I’ve been addressing you as Xinya but you’ve been addressing me by my full name. Isn’t that unfair?”

His breath was warm and spread all over her face, causing her skin to become warm as well. His pleasant and unique scent wafted up to her nose and her heart skipped a beat. Finding his words to have made sense, she said, “Should I call you Yiyan from now on then?”

Si Yiyan moved his face closer towards hers, the tip of his nose almost touching her. “No, call me Si!”

Wen Xinya instinctively leaned backward and began recalling the deep and passionate kiss that they shared. She frantically said, “Alright... then! Si, could you let go of me first? My back hurts.”

Si Yiyan chuckled and said, “Call me again!”

Feeling a strong discomfort in her back, Wen Xinya had no choice but to say, “Si!”

“Again!”

“Si!” Wen Xinya had already given up on retaliating. There’s no point in putting herself through torment. Anyway, I’ve already called him Si several times before. A few more times won’t matter. I’ll get used to it anyway, won’t I?

Si Yiyan smiled charmingly and said, “Yes, address me that way from now on!”

“Okay, can you move away now?” Wen Xinya pleaded, her back turning stiff from being in the same position.

“Haha!” Si Yiyan burst into laughter and leaned towards Wen Xinya. He then pulled her into his embrace and slid his hands below her armpit.

“Hehe, haha! Si Yiyan, what are you doing? It’s so ticklish!” Wen Xinya giggled incessantly while twitching uncontrollably in a bid to push him away.

“What did you call me?” Si Yiyan questioned, gently pressing his fingers against her waist.

“Haha, I was wrong. Si, Si! Will that do? Let go of me. Hurry! It’s so ticklish!” Wen Xinya could not help but punch his chest teasingly.

Si Yiyan finally let go of her. However, he kept his hand on her waist and began rubbing it gently.

Although Wen Xinya found it itchy at first, she gradually felt a chill down her spine which was so satisfying that she almost wanted to moan in pleasure. “Si... you’ve got great massage skills. Go higher... Yes, here... be gentler...”

She felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. Hence, she did not know how coquettish and gentle she sounded.

Si Yiyan’s eyes began to glass over and he turned red like a tomato, alluring and tugging at her heartstrings. He suddenly reached out and pulled Wen Xinya into his arms. “Xin’er, there’s still more than two months to go...”

“What do you mean?” Wen Xinya asked resignedly. She suddenly remembered that she would be turning eighteen in a little more than two months. She turned red after realizing what Si Yiyan meant. She pushed him away and frantically tried to change the subject. “When does the auction begin?”

“The climax of the auction will happen at midnight, so we’ll be staying here for a night,” said Si Yiyan, who did not continue teasing her. Instead, he brought her to the coffee table.

There were some hot tea and tools for brewing tea placed on the coffee table. Just like Old Mr. Mo, Si Yiyan particularly fancied pottery. “Si Yi... Si, why did Xu Qingqiu call you Rex?”

“You may take it that they’re addressing me by my English name, or that it’s a special way of addressing me,” Si Yiyan said while placing the brewed tea in front of her.

Si Yiyan’s tea-brewing skills were almost comparable to Old Mr. Mo and he never failed to get the right temperature and amount of water required, all of which would affect the taste of the tea.

Staring at her while she enjoyed the tea that he had brewed, Si Yiyan smiled wider and asked, “Xin’er, do you know why I wanted to take you here?”

Shaking her head, Wen Xinya answered, “You’ve always been mysterious. Who knows what you’re thinking?”

“I’d like you to become immersed in my world and understand it bit by bit,” said Si Yiyan, who sounded rather calm and composed.

Wen Xinya shivered, for his words meant that he understood and valued her. Her heart raced and she understood what he meant.