Chapter 194 Jiang Wang harbored hatred

Chapter 194 Jiang Wang harbors hatred

Their children—

That child really is theirs.

These words were like a knife plunged deep into Jiang Wang's heart, then twisted violently around it.

This was the first time he had heard the truth about the child's background.

It turns out, it really is Si Yuan and Song Yan's child.

Those guesses that he had forcibly suppressed, which he may have had a sliver of doubt about before, were now completely confirmed by Song Yan's words.

Seeing his momentarily stunned expression, Song Yan felt a surge of vengeful pleasure.

He had long hated Jiang Wang.

She hated him for stealing Si Yuan's body back in high school.

She hated him so much that he later stole Si Yuan's heart.

She hated him for secretly corrupting her favorite younger sister right under her nose.

He had taken her away from him for so long that he could no longer go back to the past.

Song Yan had long wanted to get revenge on Jiang Wang.

He emphasized each word, saying, "We already have a child, and Si Yuan is very happy now. What are you doing here again?"

"I was wrong to Siyuan before; I failed to protect her."

"I pushed her away, but..."

Song Yan abruptly changed the subject, almost as if declaring his ownership, "But things are different now. She has forgiven me now, and there is no place for you in her future. She doesn't need you anymore."

He paused, his eyes filled with contempt, and pressed down the last straw: "Thank you for taking care of her for a while in Haicheng, but now, it's not necessary."

“She is now my wife and the mother of my child. If you continue to pester her, it will only embarrass everyone.”

"What's a marriage certificate? After being separated for so many years, you can break up without even hiring a lawyer, right?"

With each word Song Yan spoke, Jiang Wang's heart grew colder.

Every single word was something Jiang Wang had always feared most.

It turns out that she left five years ago simply because she no longer needed him.

She was just using herself temporarily, nothing more.

Jiang Wang even forgot to refute, forgot to question whether what Song Yan said was true, and forgot that he was still being held down by the collar and pressed against the wall.

Those once sharp eyes were now terrifyingly empty, as if all their souls had been ripped out.

Song Yan looked at him with satisfaction at his near-collapse state, slowly released his hand from his collar, and straightened his own cuffs.

He didn't say another word and turned to leave.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, finally jolting Jiang Wang out of his daze.

He blinked, and the next second, he suddenly chuckled softly.

So that's how it is... So it was just a one-man show from beginning to end.

He still thought that his relationship with Si Yuan was a story of unrequited love turning into reality and mutual redemption.

There was a mistake.

From beginning to end, to Si Yuan, he was nothing more than an insignificant interlude in her emotional entanglement with Song Yan.

That's why she was able to leave calmly for five years.

For five years, he never came back to see me even once.

Now everything makes sense.

Jiang Wang's fingers trembled as he took out a cigarette, but he couldn't light it no matter what he did.

——

After working overtime for several days in a row, Si Yuan finally finished the model landscaping for the aquarium.

It was faster than expected.

Because Si Yuan almost never sleeps.

She desperately wanted to forget what happened that day by keeping herself busy.

There's a celebration banquet today, and Jiang Wen insisted on dragging her to attend.

She rarely attends these kinds of social events, but for the sake of future cooperation with the municipal government, she had no choice.

After several rounds of toasts, Si Yuan had already drunk quite a bit.

Actually, these leaders wouldn't have forced Si Yuan to drink out of respect for Song Yan, but Si Yuan suddenly drank more and more, and even Jiang Wenyou couldn't stop him.

By the time the show ended, it was completely dark.

Jiang Wen went to see off the leader, while Si Yuan walked out of the hotel alone, her steps somewhat unsteady.

My phone vibrated in my pocket; it was the housekeeper calling.

"Miss Si, Xiaozhou has been brought back and is playing happily with building blocks. When are you coming back?"

Si Yuan rubbed her heavy temples, already somewhat delirious: "Thank you, Aunt Zhang. I'll head back now."

"Okay, then please be careful on your way."

After hanging up the phone, Si Yuan steadied herself and placed an order on the designated driver app.

A night breeze swept by, bringing with it the chill of the night. Si Yuan felt a little cold and hugged her arms, leaning against a street lamp to rest for a while.

Suddenly, a coat with a familiar warmth and a faint, cool fragrance was gently draped over her.

That aura was so familiar that it instantly pierced through her drunken haze.

Suddenly looking up, Si Yuan's vision was still a little blurry. In a daze, she saw a person standing under the street lamp.

Jiang Wang.

He took off his overcoat, revealing a black shirt underneath. The shirt was well-tailored, and its clean lines accentuated his tall and handsome figure. The collar was slightly open, revealing a small patch of pale skin, which added a touch of asceticism.

Si Yuan shook her head in a daze, thinking she had misread it.

Jiang Wang frowned at her, his brows furrowing with obvious displeasure, and his tone carried a hint of restrained reproach: "You can't drink, yet you drank so much? Are you out of your mind?"

Si Yuan is now certain.

That's Jiang Wang.

She has a sharp tongue.

She didn't know why he was there.

But seeing him reminded me of what happened a few days ago.

I recalled what he said.

My eyes suddenly stung with tears; the vulnerability I felt after drinking was instantly brought out by that rebuke.

She instinctively backed away, shaking her head as she mumbled, "You insulted me... I don't like you, and I don't like your clothes either."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull at her coat, intending to take it off and return it to him.

Jiang Wang thought she was being coquettish and aggrieved.

Before she could say anything, she saw Si Yuan stumble as she stepped back, her body falling uncontrollably to the side.

Jiang Wang reacted quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling her firmly into his arms.

A familiar fragrance mixed with a faint smell of alcohol wafted towards Jiang Wang, hitting the tip of his nose.

He lowered his eyes, his nose almost touching the top of her head.

The body in his arms was incredibly soft, warm from the alcohol, and exactly the same as the touch he remembered.

He could clearly feel her slightly rapid heartbeat and the momentary stiffness in her chest.

Si Yuan was also stunned.

The haze brought on by the alcohol dissipated most of it the moment he embraced me, leaving only the burning sensation of our skin touching, which traveled through my veins to every part of my body.

She instinctively tried to struggle, but he gripped her wrist tightly.

"Don't move."

Jiang Wang's voice rang out above him, much gentler than his previous reprimand, with a slightly hoarse tone, "You twisted your ankle, do you want to fall again?"

His presence enveloped her, that familiar, cool fragrance enveloping her entirely, instantly stirring up countless memories that had been deliberately buried.

Si Yuan drank quite a bit today, and felt more aggrieved than usual.

She turned her head away, avoiding his gaze: "It's none of your business... just let me go."

Jiang Wang didn't let go; instead, he tightened his arm slightly, and his other hand naturally landed on her waist to steady her.

"If I don't care about you, who will?"

Jiang Wang's gaze fell on the reddened corners of her eyes; that redness was like a beautiful, thin needle, gently pricking his heart.

He lowered his head, his voice extremely low, filled with a tenderness that only the two of them could hear, "Why didn't Song Yan come to pick you up?"

Si Yuan didn't answer or look at him; she just pushed him away desperately.

He was getting more and more drunk, and Si Yuan was losing consciousness, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

But she is still very afraid of Jiang Wang.

"You...you insulted me, I don't want you to touch me..."

Seeing her arguing, Jiang Wang didn't force her, but simply maintained the position of holding her.

The light from the streetlights fell on the two people, casting long shadows on them.

This version of Si Yuan is completely different from the Si Yuan she is when she is sober.

She didn't seem so cold and aloof; she looked like a wronged little animal, scratching Jiang Wang's heart again and again.

She still seems to be quite popular.

Jiang Wang's gaze darkened, and a mocking smile appeared in his eyes where Si Yuan couldn't see it.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly after a long while.

He crouched down and gently touched her sprained ankle with his thumb.

Si Yuan's body trembled violently.

"Jiang Wang, don't you hate me?"

Jiang Wang didn't look up, but answered, "Mm."

"Then why do you still care about me?"

"Because I'm cheap."

Si Yuan shook his head.

Tears finally welled up and fell, landing on his black shirt and spreading into a small, dark stain.

Jiang Wang's heart clenched, and he looked up to see her crying.

Jiang Wang felt a pang of heartache. He stood up, his fingertips hovering above her cheek. He hesitated for a long time, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to touch her.

He looked away and followed her words, but his voice was hoarse: "Why are you crying? I'm the one who was abandoned, not you."

"I'm not!"

Si Yuan suddenly looked up, her gaze meeting his eyes directly.

"I didn't mean to abandon you... I was afraid of being abandoned by you, you made me feel very insecure. So we broke up... But why did you still come to me... and say those hurtful things?"

Jiang Wang listened to her without saying anything.

She looked so aggrieved and pitiful, as if she knew that as long as she showed weakness, Jiang Wang would surrender.

Si Yuan, you're so clever.

Jiang Wang smiled sarcastically again.

When she looked up, her eyes regained their loving and doting tenderness.

"Okay, I'm sorry, it was my fault. I shouldn't have said those things that day. You can blame me however you want, okay?"

His words struck a nerve with Si Yuan.

Ke Siyuan didn't quite understand Jiang Wang's sudden show of goodwill and doting, as if nothing had happened.

But she didn't have the energy to investigate further; her mind was simply too foggy after drinking.