Chapter 163 Jiang Wang is acting strangely

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Chapter 163 Jiang Wang is acting strangely

Si Yuan paused for a moment and said, "Then I won't bother you any longer."

Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment, wanting to ask where Si Yuan was.

But when he heard that Si Yuan was about to end the conversation, he still said okay and didn't ask any further questions.

Si Yuan actually wanted to tell Jiang Wang that she was in the hospital.

But after hearing that Jiang Wang seemed very busy, she hesitated for a moment and then didn't say anything.

Si Yuan is used to not relying on others and is used to processing her emotions on her own.

It's been the same for so many years.

Even though she had been with Jiang Wang for so long, he had spoiled her and made her a little dependent on him.

But Si Yuan would not indulge in it.

Even if she develops a subtle dependence like she did just now, she can easily suppress that dependence as soon as Jiang Wang says he's busy.

Being able to wake up easily is actually a good thing.

After watching the glucose drip finish, Si Yuan packed her things and left the hospital.

——

Song Yan hung up the phone, sat in the car, and watched Si Yuan gradually leave.

She left alone.

This means Jiang Wang didn't know either.

Now, between Jiang Wang and Si Yuan, only he knows about his pregnancy.

Some of it is ridiculous, even absurd.

But Song Yan was very happy.

We can't let them know, and we can't let... Si Yuan really have a child with Jiang Wang.

The girl he watched grow up, from childhood to now, Song Yan couldn't accept that she would have Jiang Wang's child.

It feels like something that belongs to me has been stolen.

Ji Song called soon after.

It is said that Lin Shuangyu has died in prison in a reasonable manner.

Song Yan was not surprised at all after hearing this.

"knew."

Ji Song smiled and said, "It took a lot of effort to get her out, so you'd better make good use of her."

Song Yan didn't want to say another word to him and hung up the phone.

——

Meng Huaizhi had intended to ask Si Yuan some questions today, but things happened so suddenly that he didn't have a chance to ask them.

But for the first time, he felt anxious and restless. After thinking it over and over, he finally decided to go to Jiang Shu's residence in person.

Upon arriving there, Meng Huaizhi ordered the car to be stopped.

The driver turned off the engine, and Meng Huaizhi opened the door and got out of the car.

Snow was falling, and the winter was bitterly cold. The roadside was covered in white snow, and Meng Huaizhi walked very slowly.

Why did Jiang Shu buy a house here?

It's probably because Meng Huaizhi used to live in this area.

When Jiang was a child, his parents were often away from home, so they left Jiang Shu and her siblings with him to grow up.

Once, Jiang Shu had a fight with her mother and walked all the way here. It was a snowy day like this, and the Jiang family was almost frantic with worry. Meng Huaizhi was also very anxious. When he went out, he found that Jiang Shu was walking alone on this road.

Her eyes were red from crying.

Meng Huaizhi was heartbroken.

The girl he watched grow up.

She was only sixteen years old at the time.

He didn't blame her, discipline her, or ask why. He simply got out of the car and followed behind her to protect her.

We walked like that the whole way.

Later, he went abroad and heard that Jiang Shu bought a house here.

Walking this road again, Meng Huaizhi was filled with emotion.

They soon arrived at the house Jiang Shu had bought.

As expected, the lights were on.

Meng Huaizhi smiled, and without any hesitation, walked over.

Perhaps he also wanted to see her.

But the moment he got closer, Meng Huaizhi's smile vanished.

The lights were on, but inside... there were only moving workers.

Meng Huaizhi's brows furrowed slightly, and he stopped in his tracks.

He stepped forward, knocked on the open courtyard gate, and asked in a cold, hard voice, "What are you doing?"

The worker glanced at him and casually replied, "Moving. This house was sold last month. The new owner wants us to clear out everything and sell it."

Sold?

Did Jiang Shu sell this house?

"Who did you sell it to?"

Meng Huaizhi pressed on, his knuckles clenching until they turned white, as if he hadn't understood the sentence.

"How would I know?" The worker waved his hand. "The previous owner was a woman. She hasn't shown up since she sold the house. I heard from the agent that she seems to have bought a house elsewhere for her wedding and is getting married."

A hint of doubt lingered in Meng Huaizhi's eyes.

It was shrouded in an indescribable melancholy.

He didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the car, snowflakes hitting his shoulders and settling in a thin layer.

He sat back in the car and remained silent for a long time.

The driver didn't dare ask any more questions.

Jiang Shu actually moved.

Without even saying goodbye, she completely sold off the place that held all her memories, as if she wanted to uproot everything related to him from her life.

Meng Huaizhi raised his hand and pressed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

He only found out now.

Meng Huaizhi closed his eyes, his fingertips pressed against his brow, the coolness of his fingertips seeping into his flesh.

Zheng Qingyuan? He didn't believe it.

He knew Jiang Shu's personality better than anyone else.

She was stubborn and proud to the core, how could she be willing to marry someone like Zheng Qingyuan?

She clearly cared about those little bits of the past related to him hidden in this house, so how could she just cut them off like that, without leaving any room for anything else?

He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tried to calm himself down.

He knew he should restrain himself and stop interfering in her affairs.

If she intervenes, she will have already achieved her goal of getting my attention.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice devoid of emotion: "Let's go, don't worry about it."

The driver responded and started the car.

The next day, the house was bought by someone else at a high price.

The contents were moved back inside.

——

Seeing that Si Yuan looked unwell, Jiang's mother asked anxiously, "Xiao Yuan, have you been very busy these past few days?"

Si Yuan smiled slowly and said, "It's alright."

Jiang's mother frowned: "That brat, he's been so busy these past few days, he didn't even come home with you. I'll teach him a lesson when we meet!"

Yes, Si Yuan realized that she hadn't seen Jiang Wang for many days.

He was probably busy and didn't call back.

Si Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't tell Jiang's mother about it.

Jiang's mother, however, insisted, pulling Si Yuan's hand to sit on the sofa: "Being busy doesn't mean you can't come home or make a phone call. You have to call today, I want to hear what he's been up to."

Si Yuan tried to decline, but Jiang's mother had already handed her her phone, saying in a low voice, "Your sister saw him near the company this morning. He heard your call, so he'll definitely come back!"

That's how it's always been.

Si Yuan couldn't refuse, so she found Jiang Wang's number and dialed it.

After a few rings, the phone was answered, and Jiang Wang's voice came through, accompanied by a barely perceptible amount of noise.

As usual, Si Yuan asked in a gentle voice, "I'm with Mom. When are you coming back?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Jiang Wang seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking: "I'm not in Beijing. I haven't finished dealing with things here, so it's not convenient."

Si Yuan's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped her phone.

Jiang's mother leaned forward, trying to hear what was happening.

She paused for a moment, then simply replied with a soft "okay," without asking another question.