Chapter 214 I don't want to hear anything about her

Chapter 214 I Don't Want to Hear About Her

The day after returning to Nancheng, Si Yuan developed a fever.

She probably got caught in the rain as soon as she got off the plane, but Si Yuan felt as if she had been relieved. She felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders, took her medicine, and fell into a deep sleep, so she didn't have to think about anything anymore.

She's grown up now and can no longer numb herself with cigarettes or alcohol; such a drowsy state offers very few opportunities for escape.

Song Yan looked at her and knew that she was forcing herself in a self-destructive way.

What exactly happened between her and Jiang Wang remains unknown.

The good news is that Jiang Wang has also returned to the capital.

Song Yan stood by the window, gazing intently at Si Yuan, his eyes hidden in the shadows, before finally shifting his gaze.

He crouched down and leaned against Si Yuan's window.

Si Yuan covered his head.

Song Yan lowered her eyes and asked carefully, "Are you in a lot of pain after breaking up with him?"

Si Yuan remained silent, unwilling to say more.

Song Yan closed his eyes briefly and sighed, "Alright, get up and eat. I've brought it to you."

As she spoke, she got up, opened the lunchbox behind her, and placed it on the bedside table.

Si Yuan remained motionless.

Song Yan was both angry and anxious to see that she hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day since she came back.

"When will you change your habit of not eating when you're sad...?"

"I don't want to eat."

Si Yuan's hoarse voice came out, sounding utterly exhausted: "Brother, just put it there."

Song Yan could hear the slight sob in her voice. The coldness that had arisen from her jealousy of Jiang Wang vanished instantly, replaced by endless heartache.

"Si Yuan, I won't abandon you."

“I’m different from him. Your brother will never give up on you again.”

He paused, then said as if making a vow, "I will protect you."

He raised his hand and gently pulled off Si Yuan's blanket. He saw her open her eyes and slowly smile.

Just like when they were little, he patted Si Yuan's head and said slowly, "I know you want to eat cakes when you're sad, so I bought some for you."

Si Yuan felt even more pain in her heart.

The person in front of me is Song Yan, and the person who said he would protect me is also Song Yan.

But why does she love Jiang Wang?

Why does she suffer because of the person she truly loves?

Si Yuan thought that if this were ancient times, she would probably be very suitable to be sent to an enemy country for a marriage alliance.

Thinking of this, Si Yuan suddenly laughed.

When Song Yan saw her smile, he smiled too.

He patted her messy hair and coaxed her, "Get up quickly."

Si Yuan nodded.

——

After returning to the capital, Jiang Wang threw himself into his work and was extremely busy.

He seemed to be forcing himself to deliberately forget Si Yuan, and wasting all his energy on endless social engagements and paperwork.

He used to be a very measured person who knew when to stop, but now he seems to have suddenly turned into a tireless machine.

"Mr. Jiang, this is tonight's schedule. Mrs. Jiang called to say there's a family dinner and she insists on inviting you..."

The assistant pushed open the door and entered, feeling somewhat apprehensive as he looked at the room filled with smoke.

Jiang Wang used to not smoke this much in his office.

Even though he refused Fang Yan and the others' invitations, he hardly ever stopped indulging in cigarettes and alcohol.

In the office, Jiang Wang leaned back in his large office chair, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, the smoke blurring his cold, hard features.

He lifted his eyelids, revealing dark circles under his eyes, and his voice was terribly hoarse: "Push it."

"But Mrs. Jiang said it was something important, and you didn't answer the phone..."

"Can't you understand human language?" Jiang Wang stubbed out his cigarette in the crystal ashtray with a harsh sound. "I said, push it away."

The assistant was intimidated by the oppressive aura emanating from him and hurriedly retreated.

The office returned to silence.

Jiang Wang stood up and walked to the French windows.

The bustling night scene of the capital, with its blurry neon lights, made his eyes appear even more gloomy.

That day, it was probably really over between them.

She really didn't want him anymore.

Five years ago, Jiang Wang never thought so definitively that his relationship with Si Yuan was over.

Jiang Wang gave a self-deprecating smile, turned around, took out a medicine bottle from the drawer, poured out two white pills, and swallowed them with the cold water on the table.

The cramps in his stomach brought him to a slightly more awake state.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes and leaned against the cold glass, as if this could alleviate the suffocating feeling coming from his heart.

Just then, the phone on the table vibrated again, and the word "Mother" appeared on the screen.

Jiang Wang's body stiffened abruptly, and the force that had been pressing against the glass instantly dissipated.

He stared at the screen for a few seconds, his knuckles turning white, before finally pressing the answer button.

"Hey." His voice was cold and hard, tinged with weariness.

"Why didn't you come back today?" Jiang's mother's anxious and worried voice came from the other end of the phone. "Your sister and I waited for you at home all night. We have something important to ask you."

Jiang Wang rubbed his temples, his tone impatient: "Busy."

"Your sister and I have some important questions for you, and we need to confirm them with you in person." Jiang's mother paused, then continued, "Jiang Wang, it's about Si Yuan and that child..."

That's enough.

Jiang Wang's voice suddenly became urgent, like a taut string about to snap.

He abruptly interrupted Jiang's mother, his breathing becoming heavy, "I don't want to hear anything more about her."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and casually placed it face down on the table.

The office fell silent again, with only his heavy breathing remaining.

I don't want to... I don't want to hear anything about her anymore.

If she chooses Song Yan, he will respect that choice and will never interfere again.

——

Si Yuan was sick for a whole week. During that week, Song Yan visited her every day, and Si Yuan became noticeably more talkative, even occasionally asking him if he was busy at the company.

It seems that after that incident, Si Yuan became more accepting of his kindness than before.

Before Song Yan could even feel happy, an uninvited guest arrived.

The secretary said someone had arrived at the reception room. Song Yan came out of the conference room and frowned upon hearing this: "Who is it?"

Before the secretary could speak, the woman walked out of the conference room.

"It's me."

Song Yan looked over, and his expression immediately froze.

Jiang Shu smiled and waved to him.

When the two arrived at Song Yan's office, Jiang Shu remained calm and composed, as if she were in her own conference room, and sat down in the main seat.

Seeing how familiar she was, Song Yan didn't say anything and even poured her a glass of water.

He walked over, placed the object in front of Jiang Shu, and asked gently, "Ms. Jiang, what brings you here?"

Jiang Shu nodded her thanks. She touched the armrest of the chair, looked around the office decor, raised an eyebrow, and nodded.

"Indeed, President Song is quite capable. In just a few years, he has achieved such success in Nancheng. He is more ambitious than my younger brother."

Song Yan slowly forced a smile and said, "There's no other way, it's just so that the people and children I like can have confidence."