Chamativo

“Marry me?” Siyun blocked the stairwell, a faint smile playing at the corners of her eyes.

Jihanxiao lightly touched his brow as he looked at the woman before him, dressed in an elegant cheongsam. Despite her poised, refined, and ethereal appearance, there was a worldly, knowing gleam in her eyes.

“I’ve reviewed your profile: you’re a graduate student nearing completion of your studies, with several projects under your belt that have achieved some success. But your new project is facing slow financing; you’ve been lobbying various business groups for investment. If you agree to marry me, I’ll invest ten million yuan. How about it?” Siyun spoke matter-of-factly.

Jihanxiao studied her with tightly pressed lips.

“You’re older than me.”

Siyun nearly lost her composure at that.

“Isn’t there a saying—‘an older woman embraces a golden brick’? Besides, only an older sister would cherish someone.” She smiled without blushing but her palms were sweaty. She shouldn’t have trusted Qin Yin’s suggestion to marry her younger brother. And now, this brother actually thought she was too old.

Siyun glanced at her reflection in the glass. She looked well-maintained—barely different from a fresh university graduate.

“Why are you looking for me?”

The sudden twist stirred a spark of interest in Siyun’s heart, which had been ready to back down.

“Because you... seem capable and skilled, does that count?”

Jihanxiao furrowed his brow more deeply.

“As far as I know, Miss Si, you have a fiancé you’re seeing.”

“Who? Me?” Si