Chapter 203 Lin Shuangyu also boarded the plane.

Chapter 203 Lin Shuangyu also boarded the plane

Si Yuan wanted to go to Gangcheng with Song Yan.

Jiang Wang stood frozen in the car, thinking how ridiculous everything he had just done was; he had actually wanted to find out the truth about Lin Shuangyu for her.

Jiang Wang chuckled softly, his laughter dry and filled with despair.

That's ridiculous.

Jiang Wanghe had never done anything so ridiculous.

Like a bored and sinister voyeur, watching their happy and wonderful life, watching them about to go together to celebrate their child's birthday...

Jiang Wang gripped the steering wheel tightly with his fingertips, his knuckles turning white and veins bulging.

My throat felt like it was blocked, and my breathing became hot and difficult. I managed to hold it in with great difficulty.

He started the engine, floored the accelerator, and the car suddenly turned around and drove away in the opposite direction.

Jiang Wang did not turn around.

Even though the surging pain in his heart almost overwhelmed him, he did not turn back.

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As Song Yan bent down to put Si Yuan's suitcase into the trunk, he caught a glimpse of a familiar car model flashing by across the street.

That's Jiang Wang's car.

He paused, looked up, and followed the gaze.

Song Yan's eyes darkened.

Si Yuan suddenly spoke up: "Just put the things in my car, I'm driving now."

Song Yan snapped out of his reverie and frowned slightly: "Let's go together. One car should be enough, right?"

"It's really inconvenient, and it might not be on the way back."

Si Yuan's reply was polite yet distant.

But I know that the fact that she allowed me to book the same flight as her was already a step backward.

Song Yan forced a smile and nodded.

Once on the plane, Song Yan sat behind Si Yuan and Si Xingzhou.

An announcement reminds all passengers that the plane is about to take off and that you should turn off airplane mode.

"Mom, I'm turning off my phone now. Do you want to make a call?"

Si Xingzhou's voice came from beside her ear. Si Yuan came back to her senses and looked down to find that she had clicked on a number.

Her gaze paused, clearly unaware that she had clicked on Jiang Wang's number.

Si Yuan logged off, turned off her phone, and patted Si Xingzhou's head: "Okay, Mom has turned it off."

Si Yuan had no idea how she had suddenly found Jiang Wang's phone number.

Last time in the underground parking garage, he mistakenly thought that his trip to Hong Kong was to leave again, and he was terrified...

No one could remain unmoved after seeing this.

These past few nights, Si Yuan has been thinking about Jiang Wang's words, that kiss, and those tears almost every night...

Si Yuan wanted to tell herself not to be soft-hearted, not to expose her weaknesses to others anymore, and not to... think about him anymore.

Since it's over, let's cut it off cleanly.

Even though he was usually so spoiled, the fact that he would show such a humble side to her still made Si Yuan feel sad.

She remembered a long time ago, when Jiang Wang came back covered in blood and hugged her, saying a lot of things. It was just as heartbreaking.

It seems he also has a lot of pain and needs the same extreme way to vent and suppress it.

It was at that moment that Si Yuan decided to completely accept Jiang Wang and regard him as the only person in her life.

later……

Then those things happened.

Perhaps they were ultimately incompatible, and the two of them would eventually separate. The "lost" child was just a trigger.

Si Yuan closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

Song Yan was positioned diagonally behind, and it was clear that Si Yuan was preoccupied with something on her mind.

It wasn't for work, nor for anyone else; it was definitely just for Jiang Wang.

He wondered if they would have bumped into him if he had arrived just a little later.

Song Yan tried to calm himself down, but he failed.

I simply got up and walked to the bathroom.

After washing his face, Song Yan calmed down a bit.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of high heels behind me.

He frowned at the familiar, sweet scent of perfume and prepared to get up and leave, but the woman wouldn't let him.

Song Yan turned around, his eyes suddenly darkening.

He grabbed her, pulled her back into the bathroom, and quickly locked the door.

Lin Shuangyu wore a high-necked red dress that was enough to cover all the scars on her body. Her face was still beautiful, but compared to before, there was more fatigue and coldness in her eyes.

The two of them squeezed into the enclosed space, and Lin Shuangyu smiled in surprise.

"Song Yan, you missed me that much?"

Song Yan smiled, then grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall, his face turning cold in an instant.

How dare you?

Lin Shuangyu's breathing was barely steady as she looked up at him: "Are you that afraid of being seen by Si Yuan?"

"If someone finds out you're still alive, I can get away unscathed, but aren't you afraid of going back in?"

“Yes, Lin Shuangyu is dead.” She smiled gently. “But I am not Lin Shuangyu now. Ji Song helped me change my identity.”

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and tightened his grip on his hand: "So you think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

Lin Shuangyu probably never imagined that Song Yan, who was the most gentle and aloof person, would one day show so much murderous intent towards her.

She raised her chin defiantly, a slight smile playing on her red lips: "What, Song Yan, are you going to kill me right now?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Song Yan's lips as he suppressed some of his hostility: "Do you think I'm as crazy as you?"

He abruptly released her, as if he had touched something dirty, and slowly pulled a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his hands.

"Lin Shuangyu, stay away from Si Yuan." His voice was low and dangerous. "Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't even protect Ji Song."

As soon as he finished speaking, he yanked open the bathroom door.

The next second, Song Yan froze.

At the doorway, Si Xingzhou was standing on tiptoe, clumsily wiping the milk stains off her hands with a tissue.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, his clear eyes first seeing Song Yan, and then falling on Lin Shuangyu behind him.

The little guy was clearly taken aback for a moment.

He spilled his milk and, not wanting to wake his mother, went to the sink by himself.

Song Yan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously took a step forward, blocking Si Xingzhou's view.

But Lin Shuangyu smiled seductively, pushed him away, slowly walked forward, bent down and pinched Si Xingzhou's face: "You're so cute, little boy, are you Si Yuan's son?"

Si Xingzhou frowned slightly, shrank back a little, and said in a muffled voice, "...Mm."

I don't know why, but I found this aunt's smile a little scary, and although I am very cute, she pinched her own face way too hard!

Song Yan yanked her hand away.

Then, composing herself, she knelt down and smiled at Si Xingzhou, speaking as gently as possible: "Xiaozhou, where's Mommy?"

"Mom is asleep," Si Xingzhou answered honestly.

Song Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief; Si Yuan really hadn't rested well these past few days.

Before he could speak, Si Xingzhou looked up at Lin Shuangyu and asked curiously, "Uncle, who is this?"

Before Song Yan could explain, Lin Shuangyu spoke first, her voice sickeningly sweet: "I'm your uncle's girlfriend, your future aunt!"