Chapter 50 She moved out of the house bought by the Song family

Chapter 50 She moved out of the house bought by the Song family

Many things from high school were too far in the past. Song Yan tried to ask a few people indirectly, but they all remained tight-lipped about the things that happened to Si Yuan, and he couldn't get any answers from them.

Song Yan really didn't want to wrong Lin Shuangyu.

So he really wanted to ask Si Yuan in person what had happened.

Why don't you tell him when you feel wronged?

If she had truly suffered severe bullying, given her delicate nature, she certainly wouldn't have remained silent for so long.

He looked at Si Yuan, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

But in the end, he said nothing.

After leaving the company, Lin Shuangyu remarked meaningfully, "I heard that TY is a branch of the Jiang Group? What a coincidence."

Song Yan got into the car, the driver started the engine, and it slowly drove away.

"What's the meaning?"

"Last time, Jiang Wang sent Si Yuan such an expensive necklace, and Si Yuan works in one of his branch offices and is doing very well. What a coincidence."

"Xiao Yuan is very capable at work."

Lin Shuangyu raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.

She knew that no matter how much Song Yan pretended to trust Si Yuan, he must have taken her words to heart.

She guessed right.

Indeed, after hearing these words, Song Yan did have some doubts in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Wang did indeed take extra care of Si Yuan during this period.

Jiang Wang acts coldly and even ruthlessly, and never cares about the affairs of irrelevant people.

However, Si Yuan repeatedly argued with him about things.

Lin Shuangyu continued casually, "I've always thought that foreign countries are quite open. You know, Xiaoyuan has really learned a lot."

After saying that, she quickly changed the subject and started talking about the engagement ring again.

But those words suddenly made Song Yan realize something.

On one occasion, while on a business trip abroad, Song Yan was taken by his business partner to a well-known shady club in the area.

They call it experiencing something "fresh" that's not available in China.

The other party had hired a prostitute, but Song Yan thought it was dirty and didn't want to touch her.

But the scenes from that day at the club were now uncontrollably flooding into my mind.

Among the girls who accompanied the drinks were Chinese, around the same age as Si Yuan. They looked glamorous, but had knife scars of varying depths on their wrists.

It is said that these designs were deliberately carved to cater to customers with particular fetishes, all in order to earn more tips.

Song Yan's gaze gradually turned cold.

He repeatedly told himself that Si Yuan would never do such a despicable thing.

But Lin Shuangyu's comment, "Foreign countries are quite open," was like a thorn, making him uneasy.

Such chaotic places exist, and Si Yuan has been abroad alone for so long, could she have really picked up some bad habits?

Could it be that... Si Yuan's scars have nothing to do with Lin Shuangyu, and that she inflicted them herself?

Si Yuan is soft-hearted and has never had her own opinions. What if she is persuaded or forced by others to do something foolish?

Once a thought arises, it tends to entwine wildly like vines.

He remembered that Si Yuan had mentioned that so-called "boyfriend," whom he had also met in London.

Could that guy be some random person she met abroad?

Otherwise, why would they keep hiding from the public?

The headlights of passing cars outside the window shone into the car, and Song Yan's gaze darkened.

He felt as if his heart was being squeezed, leaving him with nothing but uncontrollable anger.

"you're right."

He suddenly said.

"Si Yuan has indeed changed a lot since she came back this time."

It wasn't like this before I left.

Lin Shuangyu also became serious, as if he was worried about Song Yan.

"Ayan, I have a good friend named Ding Momo. She immigrated to London a few years ago. Do you want her to help you find out anything?"

Song Yan hesitated for a moment.

It is indeed disrespectful to pry into Si Yuan's privacy without her consent.

But when he thought of Si Yuan's inexplicable scars and Lin Shuangyu's implied meanings, his concerns were instantly washed away by the growing suspicion and anger in his heart.

He felt that he wasn't intruding on her privacy, but rather showing concern for his sister.

He desperately wanted to confirm whether Si Yuan had deceived him or not.

"good."

——

At night, Song Yan sat alone in his study.

After hovering his fingertip over the dial button for a moment, he finally pressed Ding Momo's number.

The moment the call connected, he didn't even give the other person a chance to waste words, and said in a deep voice, "How much have you found out about Si Yuan in London?"

Ding Momo's voice carried a deliberate hesitation, as if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Mr. Song, do you really want to know? I... I don't know if I can say."

Song Yan's voice was cold: "Speak."

Ding Momo could only speak hesitantly.

“I asked someone to find her teacher at the time, as well as a few of her classmates… How should I put it, she was quite well-behaved when she first went there, and she never missed a class, but she changed later.”

How did it become like that?

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts, but her tone became increasingly certain. "Some people said they always saw her returning to her apartment late at night, and sometimes she wouldn't even come home at all, as if she was short of money. Later on... she started changing boyfriends frequently. Her classmates said she was quite promiscuous."

Every word was like an icicle, striking Song Yan's heart hard.

His grip on the phone tightened little by little, his knuckles turning white.

Ding Momo was still saying something, something like, "She looks so innocent, I never expected her to be this kind of person."

But Song Yan could no longer hear clearly; all he could hear was a buzzing sound.

"And also, she..."

He didn't want to listen anymore.

"If I find out that even one of your statements is false, you will pay the price for what you said today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan hung up the phone.

He slammed his phone onto the table, and the screen cracked.

Just like his trust in Si Yuan, it was also completely shattered.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and restrained himself, suppressing his emotions.

But his mind was filled with what Ding Momo had just said.

Anger and disappointment surged within him, threatening to engulf him.

Song Yan did not believe that Si Yuan would be like this.

He immediately called Si Yuan.

Si Yuan has been busy with the opening ceremony of Song's branch company for the past few days, and she also has to keep an eye on the setup for Song Yan's engagement ceremony. She's been working non-stop.

Her phone rang, but she didn't hear it.

Song Yan got up and went to her residence.

When I got there, I found out that Si Yuan had actually... moved.

She moved out of the villa that the Song family had bought for her.

Song Yan stood in the entrance hall, his fingertips still hovering in mid-air.

There was no trace of Si Yuan left in the empty living room.

Only the moonlight from outside the window slanted in, casting a dark blue shadow on the floor.

Therefore, she really intends to leave the Song family.

Leave yourself?

Song Yan truly hadn't expected Si Yuan to be so rebellious.

He had only been skeptical at first, but now he couldn't help but believe it.

He needs to discipline her properly.

By the time Si Yuan finished her work, it was already dark.

I opened my phone and saw many missed calls from Song Yan.

Si Yuan frowned.

She went downstairs and walked towards the car.

Suddenly looking up, I saw Song Yan's figure.

He stood there, head bowed, shrouded in a dark shadow, the ground littered with cigarette butts.