Yancheng.
Inside a luxurious villa, Si Wen had just returned home from her aristocratic school in Yancheng. Today was Christmas Eve, and the school had graciously let them out an hour early. Even the seniors in their final year of high school had shared in this rare blessing—truly a deeply touching mercy.
At the moment, she was sitting on the living room sofa, resting her cheek in one hand while listening to her bodyguard speak. He looked to be around thirty, with a tall, upright build and a face as sharp as if it had been carved from stone. His chiseled features, striking sword-like brows, and piercing gaze radiated an intense physical presence; even without looking into his eyes, his sheer, muscular build alone was enough to strike awe and fear into anyone who saw him.
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