Chapter 70 Are you really going to force me to give up what I have to help you?

Chapter 70 Are you really going to force me to give up what I have to help you?

After Song Yan finished speaking, no one around him spoke for a long time.

He glanced sideways slightly.

She stopped looking at herself, her eyes lowered, and she remained silent, as if Yu Qingfang's words had crushed her very soul.

For some reason, Song Yan felt extremely uneasy seeing her like this, so he assured her, "Don't worry, I'll get it back for you."

Si Yuan still didn't look up, and it seemed as if she hadn't even heard him.

She was just wondering how she could have believed Song Yan's words.

She looked up again, but only at Yu Qingfang.

She stopped calling her mother, and didn't use any appropriate term of address. She simply said, "As long as Song Yan gets married, I can take back my mother's things, right?"

Yu Qingfang was also taken aback for a moment.

In fact, ever since Si Yuan was adopted, she has been calling herself "Mom".

Even without blood ties, she had heard the name for her mother for over a decade. When her daughter, whom she had raised, suddenly mentioned her mother, Yu Qingfang couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart; in short, she felt uneasy.

She nodded, not because she really wanted to make things difficult for Si Yuan, but because she was afraid her son would go astray.

Song Yan only then realized that what Si Yuan wanted was her birth mother's keepsake.

He had seen those things the year Si Yuan first came to the Song family.

Si Yuande's mother was a famous jewelry designer. Before the accident, she had a ceramic necklace that she designed herself and wore for many years. It was a token of love between her and Si Yuande's father. She also had a jade bracelet and other miscellaneous items.

Later, Yu Qingfang kept all of these things safe.

But Song Yan knew that Si Yuan had always cared about those things.

She would often ask Yu Qingfang if she could see those things. Yu Qingfang thought that children would break them, but in reality, it was probably because they couldn't be found.

Unexpectedly, the next time she heard about the belongings, it was when her mother used them to threaten Si Yuan.

Then he saw Si Yuan stand up, some distance away from him.

She told Song's mother, "I understand. I will not cause Lin Shuangyu any more trouble, nor will I interfere with their marriage."

Yu Qingfang was finally relieved. Perhaps noticing Si Yuan's cold expression and wanting to ease the tension, she added, "I trust you with your brother's engagement banquet. Make sure to plan it well and avoid any mistakes."

Si Yuan understood that her plan to expose Lin Shuangyu's scheme at the engagement banquet was futile.

She never actually played Lin Shuangyu.

Because there are always so many people who favor her.

After leaving the Song family home, Si Yuan was about to call a taxi when she saw Jiang Wang's message.

He asked her where she was, saying he would come and pick her up.

Si Yuan looked somewhat bewildered, as if it were an unexpected discovery.

There was actually someone waiting for her to come home.

Even if this person is Jiang Wang, with whom she only had a sexual encounter on a whim.

But she still felt that there was something tangible beneath her feet, preventing her from falling again.

She sent her location.

Shortly after, Song Yan chased after him.

Upon hearing the sound, Si Yuan suddenly walked away, wanting only to get as far away from him as possible.

"Xiaoyuan, are you blaming me?"

Si Yuan didn't answer the question. She acted as if she hadn't heard it and just kept walking forward, wanting Jiang Wang to see her as soon as possible so that he could take her away from here without any reason.

But Song Yan still followed.

He knew what he had promised and what he had betrayed.

He never expected his mother to use such a large bet to force him to comply.

He even felt that the more this was the case, the more Si Yuan should feel that they were on the same side and should resist the unreasonable family ties together.

"Trust me, I will definitely help you get your belongings back. At the latest, after the engagement, Mom will definitely give in."

"I have put a lot of effort into the company this year and have established myself firmly. I can't joke about something like this."

“You should know Jiang Wang. Dad always compares me to him. I’m not much worse than him. I just need time to be like him… Si Yuan, stop!”

He grabbed Si Yuan's arm.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Si Yuan felt very tired and couldn't say anything.

There's no point in saying anything to Song Yan.

Everything about him is fake.

It was all a lie to say I used to love, care for, and protect myself.

These days, what seems like genuine remorse is also fake.

In comparison, everything about Jiang Wang is true.

It's true that they are wicked, domineering, and reckless.

He harshly accused her of committing suicide, arrogantly made her eat three meals a day, and recklessly took her to bed, yet he always thought about how to heal the scars on her body—all of these are true.

Si Yuan no longer has the strength to like someone.

But compared to Song Yan, Si Yuan realized what true good really means.

She only said one sentence: "Congratulations on your engagement. Also, don't feel guilty, just be good to Lin Shuangyu."

If they cause any trouble, Yu Qingfang will always think it's because of her.

Song Yan's heart sank sharply.

Even though he heard what he wanted to hear, he still felt uncomfortable.

Because Si Yuan wishes himself a happy marriage.

She doesn't care about getting married or not anymore.

This shows that she doesn't care about herself either.

He hated himself for becoming so conflicted and twisted, but he couldn't help it; discomfort was discomfort.

"Do you really want me to give up everything I've worked so hard to build just to help you get your inheritance before you're happy?"

Si Yuan looked at him: "Did I say that?"

"Then why are you wearing that long face, looking like you're blaming me for letting you down? Isn't this... isn't this moral blackmail?"

Si Yuan blinked.

Yes, it was a mistake for her to rely on him.

How can you blame him?

He had no obligation to help her; she was just being presumptuous.

"Think what you want."

These words completely enraged Song Yan.

"Why do you have to talk to me like this, so sarcastic and unfriendly? Aren't I tired? I was pushed around by my parents to grow up. Did I have any choice? I already promised you that I would get your things back. I just asked you to wait a little longer. What else can I do?"

This was the first time he had spoken so much to Si Yuan.

The result was accusations and criticisms.

But what does what he went through have to do with Si Yuan?

Time seemed to stand still.

The silence was so profound that it seemed as if Song Yan's outburst was merely a one-sided venting of his years of oppression and suffering.

Until Si Yuan suddenly spoke.

"I understand, you can go now."

Song Yan was stunned.

He had never felt such a strong and overwhelming sense of defeat in front of Si Yuan.

He originally intended to take Si Yuan back.

He glanced at the long, dark road. It was several kilometers from here to the highway at the foot of the mountain. There was even a section of the road without streetlights, completely dark. When the autumn wind blew, the withered leaves sounded like the low murmurs of lonely ghosts.

He didn't believe Si Yuan would dare to go back alone.

Song Yan withdrew his gaze and casually said, "Fine, I'm leaving. I won't bother with you anymore."

Then he turned around and walked back.

Si Yuan watched him walk back to the bright and warm villa step by step, the wind blowing behind her made her shiver.

She lowered her eyes, turned and walked into the darkness.