Chapter 68 Song Yan Agrees to Help Her

Chapter 68 Song Yan Agrees to Help Her

His words caught Si Yuan somewhat off guard.

He still wants to be the older brother?

That statement... is truly laughable.

It was clearly him who abandoned her time and time again, and then walked away as if he couldn't avoid her.

No one forced him.

But why can you always say such nice things?

He said it, but he never did it.

Si Yuan laughed.

Song Yan frowned slightly and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"You know I used to like you, yet you still say things like that. Aren't you afraid I'll come back to bother you?"

Song Yan shook his head and said gently, "You're still young. I'll guide you back on the right track little by little."

Song Yan spoke earnestly, as if he were truly a brother who wholeheartedly cared for his younger sister.

But Si Yuan said, "I'm on the right track now. Brother, I'm getting married."

Song Yan's mind went blank for a moment, as if everything in front of him had gone black.

"Another marriage... You've been by my side for so many years, how could I possibly trust you to just marry someone else so casually?"

"So you can just sit back and not bother me for five years while I'm abroad?"

Song Yan choked with sobs.

"This is different..."

At that time, he was unaware of what Si Yuan had endured, and he had no idea that one day Si Yuan would leave him because of it.

He lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

That's really strange.

Si Yuan thought to herself, "Even someone like Song Yan would apologize to me."

She was still his adopted daughter.

As he said that day, if the Song family hadn't adopted her, she would have gone to an orphanage long ago.

Si Yuan listened to his advice, so she has now severed all ties with him and decided to stop entangled and let everything return to normal.

Before Si Yuan could speak, the phone rang.

She frowned and forcefully pushed Song Yan away.

When Si Yuan answered the phone, she saw that it was Song's mother calling.

She hesitated for a moment, but in order to calm Song Yan down as quickly as possible, she answered the call.

Sure enough, Song Yan knew it was his mother calling, so he held back and sat back down.

Song's mother's voice sounded very serious: "Xiao Yuan, where are you?"

Si Yuan steadied her breathing and replied, "The company."

"Come back tonight, Mom has something to tell you."

Si Yuan didn't want to go back to that home.

She made up an excuse: "Mom, I've been a bit busy with work lately..."

Unexpectedly, Song's mother interrupted her directly.

"I was cleaning out the old house today and found some old things that I think you might need."

Si Yuan's finger twitched.

She understood the meaning behind Song's mother's words.

It is my mother's keepsake.

She was stunned, and after realizing what had happened, she was completely in disbelief.

No matter how much she had suffered in the past, she still respected Song's mother in her heart. But she never expected that one day, the person in the mirror would use her mother's belongings to bully her.

Their conflict is between them; why involve the deceased?

Song Yan saw Si Yuan's face gradually turn pale, not knowing what his mother had said.

He frowned, wanting to ask why, but Si Yuan had already put down her phone.

The kitten, which had been covered in thorns just moments before, suddenly became silent and lifeless.

"What's wrong?"

Si Yuan vaguely heard Song Yan's voice and, thinking of Song's mother who had just called her, realized that this person was the one who was actually related to her by blood, and felt disgusted.

"Put me down."

Si Yuan said wearily.

Seeing her so distraught, Song Yan felt a pang of sadness.

But he couldn't guess what his mother had said.

All he could say was, "Your brother will be with you. Tell me, what happened?"

Si Yuan closed her eyes, and after a long while, she repeated, "Let me...down."

Song Yan felt uneasy. He wanted to pat Si Yuan's head and hug her to comfort her, just like he used to. But as soon as he reached out, Si Yuan pushed him away.

She blurted out instinctively, "Don't touch me!"

She thought she was about to save herself and escape the hypocritical family affection that had trapped her for ten years, but a single sentence from her mother pulled her back.

She's being driven crazy.

Song Yan's patience was exhausted.

The other party's refusal to help him made Song Yan somewhat angry and embarrassed.

"You need to tell me what she said so I can help you. You're just pushing me away without saying anything. What am I supposed to do?"

Song Yan, ever aloof and superior, attempted to save her once again.

Si Yuan felt ridiculous, but she was helpless. She didn't know who else could help her bring her mother's belongings back intact.

Si Yuan looked up at the person in front of her and asked, "Okay, she told me to go back tonight. You'll help me no matter what, right?"

Song Yan seemed to see a glimmer of hope at noon.

His sister once again placed all her hopes on him.

"I can."

"Will you abandon me again this time?"

Si Yuan's eyes were red, filled with sincere longing. Song Yan felt as if something heavy had been entrusted to him, and he was moved for a moment.

"Never again, Xiaoyuan, please believe me one last time."

He instinctively wanted to pull Si Yuan into his arms.

But before her hand could touch Si Yuan, she dodged it.

But this time Song Yan wasn't angry.

If she is willing to trust him again, it means she has let go of those grudges in her heart.

No matter what happens tonight, he will never leave Si Yuan alone again.

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Si Yuan took the afternoon off and went back to the Song family's old house with Song Yan early in the morning.

It was the same courtyard, the same three-story Chinese-style villa. The cherry blossom trees in the courtyard had withered and died, but Si Yuan didn't even glance at them.

When Song Yan opened the car door for her, he suddenly remembered that the first time she was with him after returning to China, she was startled by the loud slamming of the door. Was it also because she was sick?

She's afraid of even loud noises; she must be in a lot of pain.

Song Yan made his movements very subtle.

Si Yuan had already come down from the other side.

She didn't wait for Song Yan and walked ahead alone.

Song Yan didn't have time to think further and followed.

Pushing open the door, the living room was brightly lit, and Song's mother sat on the sofa with a serious expression.

Si Yuan felt that the house was cold and lifeless.

My phone rang once.

At this moment, it should be Jiang Wang who sent her the message.

When Song's mother saw her come in, she forced a smile and was about to invite her to sit down first.

But the next second, the door opened again, and Song Yan came in.

This scene immediately turned Song's mother's face cold.

How did you two get together?

Si Yuan turned around, glanced at Song Yan out of the corner of her eye, and explained, "My brother happened to be back today, so I'm riding in his car."

Song's mother clearly did not believe it.

Song Yan didn't answer the phone all day, nor did she go to the hospital to see Lin Shuangyu. She was still wondering what he was doing.

Unexpectedly, she ended up with Si Yuan.

"Song Yan, come here."

Song Yan took off his glasses and put them aside, then took Si Yuan's wrist and walked over together.

A look of surprise flashed across Song's mother's eyes, followed by displeasure.

Extreme dissatisfaction.