Chapter 17 A Clever Encounter With Him

• As Si Jincheng's expression became unpredictable, Nian Xunxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the approaching man.
• Under the light, the man's facial features were exceptionally well-defined, casting shadows on his face.
• After clearly seeing the other person's appearance, Nian Xunxia's breath momentarily stopped, and her lips trembled slightly. "Chen Ye, what are you doing here?"
• "Xunxun, it's really you. I came to attend Grandpa Yun's birthday banquet and didn't expect to meet you here."
• Fei Chenye's face softened, and his excited emotions overflowed from his ink-like eyes.
• He raised his hand, instinctively wanting to hold Nian Xunxia's hand.
• Before Nian Xunxia could avoid it, a big hand stopped Fei Chenye's movement.
• Following the direction of the hand, she saw the owner of the hand with a gloomy face, his eyes emitting a cold light.
• Fei Chenye felt a sharp pain in his wrist, his forehead tightened, and he looked at Si Jincheng with a frown, asking, "Who are you?"
• Si Jincheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his displeased gaze glanced at Nian Xunxia. The words that came out of his mouth were mixed with a hint of frost, "You tell me."
• Wasn't this the man he saw at the "Subway" last time?
• And now, he was flirting with his "little trinket" right in front of him?
• "Jin Cheng, let go of Chen Ye first." Nian Xunxia, with courage she didn't know where it came from, reached out and pried Si Jincheng's hand off Fei Chenye.
• Si Jincheng, seeing that she didn't introduce their relationship but instead cared about the other man's hand, felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.
• He tightened his grip even more.
• He was someone who exercised regularly, and the strength in his hand was not something an ordinary person could contend with.
• Fei Chenye felt a cold sweat on his forehead from the pain, gritting his teeth as he locked eyes with Si Jincheng. "Xunxun, who is this person?"
• Hearing this man's address to Nian Xunxia again, Si Jincheng's eyebrows twitched with a hint of confusion.
• Xunxun? What kind of nickname was that? Was it her pet name?
• In Yang Chuxia's name, there wasn't a single character that sounded like "Xun."
• Realizing that there might be a special nickname between them that only they knew, Si Jincheng felt a pang of jealousy, as if a vinegar jar had been overturned in his heart, spreading a sour sensation throughout his body.
• "Chen Ye, this is the person I told you about last time, my husband, Si Jincheng."
• Nian Xunxia truthfully informed him, she had no intention of hiding it from Fei Chenye either.
• Just take this opportunity to completely give up on her.
• Fei Chenye heard the voice and stared at Nian Xunxia in disbelief, "No... Xunxun, are you lying to me again?"
• Seeing Fei Chenye's abnormal emotions and Nian Xunxia's truthful introduction of their relationship, Si Jincheng mercifully let go of Fei Chenye.
• As if encountering something disgusting, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and vigorously wiped his hands.
• Fei Chenye didn't pay attention to Si Jincheng's actions, his mind filled with Nian Xunxia's words just now, his eyes widened in disbelief.
• "Xunxun, tell me quickly, you were just joking with me earlier, this isn't true."
• His eyes were filled with an expression of distrust, firmly refusing to believe what Nian Xunxia had just said.
• Nian Xunxia bit her lip, feeling a sourness in her nose, and tilted her head up to prevent tears from overflowing.
• After a long time, she lowered her head and put on a slightly generous smile, stepping forward to hold Si Jincheng's arm.
• "Chenye, let me formally introduce you. This is my ex-colleague, Jincheng, the president of Si Group."
• The president of Si Group, Si Jincheng.
• These few words were like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking Fei Chenye's head, shattering all his disbelief in his mind.
• Si Jincheng was busy with important matters and it was absolutely impossible for him to be involved with Xunxun here.