Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1079 - 1057: He’s Getting Married

The confidant was rendered speechless by Si Yuheng’s rebuttal, and after a while, he stammered, "What should we do now?"

After a moment of consideration, he said, "Do as Ryan suggested."

The confidant took a deep breath, "Is the Hall Master really planning to marry Miss Vivi and send Miss Liang back to the country?"

He intensified his tone, leaving no room for argument, "Go."

The confidant had no choice but to turn and leave.

***

Because the alcohol hit hard, Liang Anya slept for an entire day.

It was in the afternoon when Liang Anya finally woke up.

Holding her head, she intermittently recalled the events of last night’s class reunion.

Feeling stifled inside, she stubbornly walked from Chinatown to the private road on the outskirts of the castle on foot, nearly cramping her legs. Just as she regretted not taking the soft, comfortable car, she wondered why she was sulking. With so many cars available, she could have simply not ridden with him; why walk back on foot foolishly?

Overcome with remorse and exhaustion, the alcohol surged, and her legs trembled for a moment before she finally passed out.

She remembered being carried into a car and then held in someone’s arms.

She vaguely recalled him mumbling a lot to her.

He said that since she came to A Country, he hadn’t been with any other women.

Even when Kasey came, nothing happened.

It seemed he also mentioned—she would be the only mistress here?

She patted her face, trying to wake up fully; no way, was she dreaming?

But if it was a dream, it was too vivid.

Not knowing whether it was reality or a dream, this feeling tormented her, making her uncomfortable.

Several minutes later, she got out of bed to freshen up just as Beth came in and saw she was awake. "You’ve slept the whole day. Must be hungry. I’ll head to the kitchen to make something to tide you over; you can eat properly later."

She quickly stopped her, "Beth."

Beth turned her head, her expression momentarily seemed strange but quickly suppressed it, her smile the same as usual yet a bit stiff, "What is it, Miss Liang? Any instructions?"

She didn’t notice Beth’s expression, "Where’s Si Yuheng?" She glanced at the clock; it was nearly four in the afternoon, "Shouldn’t he be back from the company by now?"

Beth’s smile was even more hesitant, and her tone was somewhat hesitant, "The, the Hall Master, oh oh, he didn’t go to the city company today. He’s in his room; after returning last night, it seems his wound reopened a bit. The doctor advised him not to engage in strenuous activities these days."

Liang Anya’s eyebrow twitched; last night, in her frustration, she pushed him a few times. Then he followed her for a while, and later she was dragged into the car; perhaps she also slept on his lap...

Could it be that because of this, the wound on his leg reopened?

She stood up, "I’ll go check on him."

Beth, however, stopped her, "No need, Miss Liang, you just woke from your drunken state. Better rest in your room; no need to go out."

Her suspicion arose as she glanced at Beth. Usually, if she wanted to get close to Si Yuheng, Beth was quite happy, but today, what’s happening?

"He’s not in any trouble, right? The injury hasn’t changed for the worse, has it?" Her heart suddenly clenched.

Beth smiled wryly, "No, you’re overthinking. It just reopened a bit and bled. It’s been re-bandaged and injected, stopped bleeding quickly. You really don’t need to check on him. Oh, by the way, Xiaoxiao was just fussing for mommy—is Miss Liang going to go check on her?"

Beth’s demeanor only made Liang Anya more suspicious.

Pausing, she deliberately said, "Xiaoxiao hasn’t been downstairs today, has she? I’ll hold Xiaoxiao and stroll downstairs for a bit."

Beth saw her ready to go out, finally gritted her teeth, and tugged at her sleeve, "Miss Liang, I think it’s better you don’t go out these days. Staying in your room might be better."

Beth’s face showed unconcealable sympathy, and Liang Anya couldn’t hold back, "What on earth is going on?"

Beth, helpless, realizing it couldn’t be concealed, just wanted to delay her knowing a little longer. Now that it was exposed, she had to say, "Beiming Hall is holding a wedding."

Her heart skipped heavily, just as she heard Beth mutter, "... it’s the Hall Master and Vivi."

Liang Anya’s heart stalled, "Si Yuheng is marrying Vivi?"

Just moments ago, she was still excitedly speculating about his words to her last night—whether it was real or just a drunken dream.

The next moment, he was indeed getting married, but to Vivi.

"Yes. This morning, the Hall Master announced the joyous news; places for the chapel and honeymoon are booked, and wedding invitations are being sent out. The wedding is probably going to be held in the castle; these days, servants are cleaning and decorating rooms... If you go out, hearing and seeing it would be uncomfortable, why bother, better to stay in your room."

Before Beth could finish, she pushed her aside and walked straight out.

Beth knew where she was going but couldn’t stop her, stamping her foot and could only follow.

Liang Anya went up to the top floor, crossed the wooden floors of the corridor, and knocked on the door.

Inside, a familiar voice sounded, and she hesitated.

Why did she come?

To question why he would marry another woman?

How ridiculous is that—what status did she have? Who was she to him?

But having come this far.

Eventually, she stepped inside.

In the bedroom, he was reclining on a corner sofa, legs stretched straight, modifying game codes on a laptop, with a young male servant beside him, seemingly his caretaker.

Seeing her, Si Yuheng tossed the laptop aside, casting a glance at her pale face.

Beth also followed in, "Hall Master, sorry, I’ll persuade Miss Liang to go downstairs..."

Liang Anya was pulled by Beth a few times, yet she remained still.

He knew she had heard and with a slight shift of his eyelids, "You can go out now."

Beth had no choice but to leave. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The male servant put down the bedding in his hand and also hesitantly said, "I’ll go out now."

"No need. Do what you’re supposed to do." Si Yuheng’s cold eyes flashed.

The room was painfully silent.

He placed his long legs on the Swarovski crystal coffee table, his strong arms behind his head, "What do you want me for?"

Such a cold and distant opening line.

Previously, his tone with her contained rage, irritation, arrogance, and teasing, but never this emotionally detached, as if speaking to a stranger.

She maintained her composure as best as she could, "You’re going to marry Vivi, right?"

"Mm." Just a simple word.

"Why haven’t I heard you mention it before?"

"Marriage is all about impulse and passion. The sudden desire to marry, so I did." The man’s tone was lazily extreme, yet with an invisible charm.

She clenched her fists, "But it’s too fast. Beth said the chapel, honeymoon, and invitations are already being prepared."

Si Yuheng smirked slightly, his hand supporting the couch armrest, his tall frame standing with a roguish slouch, limping slightly, he walked up to her.