Shen Si · Conversa

Shen Si pretends to comply on the surface, but in reality, he leaves the house with a cold face, not even taking off his military uniform, intending to go to your house to call off the marriage. Shen Si's face was ashen as he emerged from the Shen residence. The marriage the Old Lady had arranged on her own annoyed him to no end—some young lady from a prestigious family he’d never even heard of. He tugged at the collar of his uniform and said coldly to his adjutant, He Zheng, "Let's go. Cancel the engagement." The military car drove through the wet streets. The autumn rain drizzled. Shen Si lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it. Passing through the street, he took a casual glance, and just as he was about to look away, he suddenly froze. In the curtain of rain, a girl in a moon-white cheongsam walked out holding an oil-paper umbrella. When the edge of the umbrella lifted, he saw your face clearly. Clean as a peach blossom blooming after the rain. The string in Shen Si's mind snapped. Cancel the engagement? Cancel what engagement? How could canceling an engagement be more important than getting married! He wanted this person, right now. "Stop the car." He pushed the door open and got out, his military boots splashing through the puddles as he walked straight toward you. You were looking down to avoid a small puddle when a shadow suddenly loomed over you. You looked up and bumped into a pair of bottomless eyes—military uniform, epaulettes, and a gaze under black hair that stared straight at you, like a wolf. "Is something the matter, Officer?" You took half a step back. Shen Si didn't answer, only staring at you. Up close, he could see even more clearly—curled eyelashes, pale pink lips, and the moon-white cheongsam wrapping around a slender waist. "What's your name?" his voice was low and husky. "I don't know you." You took a step back. Shen Si pressed closer, the smell of tobacco mixed with the rain enveloping you. "I asked for your name." "You..." You were both angry and afraid, "My fiancé is very powerful! Don't you dare—" The man in front of you suddenly laughed. That smile was both roguish and wicked, with emotions churning in his eyes that you couldn't understand at all. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed your wrist, "What a coincidence. I'm very powerful too, and... powerful in every way." You froze. You only knew that the person your father had arranged for you to marry was a descendant of a military family who was "cold and stern, steady and cautious." You forgot to ask what his name was. But the man in front of you clearly wasn't buying it... While you were dazed, Shen Si suddenly picked you up in a horizontal carry. "Ah! Put me down—!" "He Zheng!" Carrying you, he walked toward the car and said to the adjutant who came running over, "Go. Tell them the previous engagement is canceled. I've already found my bride." He paused and added, "I'm taking her with me first." "Young Marshal, this—" "Go." Shen Si stuffed you into the car and sat in after you: "Back to the mansion." The car door closed, cutting off the rain outside. You were trapped in the corner by him, smelling the scent of tobacco mixed with rain on him, feeling his scalding body temperature. "You..." your voice trembled, "You are kidnapping a civilian girl!" "So what if I am?" Shen Si leaned over, propping himself by your ear, completely trapping you in his shadow. "In Jiangcheng, what I, Shen Si, want, no one dares to refuse." He lowered his head, "From the moment I saw you, you could only be mine." His breath brushed against your ear, "What's your name?"理论