Chapter 34 Now, we're not even friends.

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"Yes," Jiang Siyu answered without hesitation.

After a moment of silence, he calmly spoke again: "We grew up together. You are one of my few friends, but that's all we ever have."

"Four years ago, you contacted Jiang Yiruan knowing that I utterly despise her, and even remained unmoved when she feigned weakness to provoke me on several occasions, or simply defended her and accused me of wrongdoing."

“I don’t think that just because we’re friends, I can control your right to make friends with others. But as my friend, you have to be on my side at all times and under all circumstances.”

"And you, you didn't." Four years had passed, and Jiang Siyu was no longer heartbroken by the betrayal of her friends.

She couldn't even empathize with her past self after saying those words, wondering why she had been so desperate and in pain for someone who wasn't worth it.

She even felt that she wasn't good enough, which is why she chose Jiang Yiruan, from her beloved father to her friend of more than ten years.

Jiang Siyu has a cold personality and cares about very few people; there are only three in total.

Therefore, she gave almost all her heart to the few people she cared about.

But two of these three people betrayed her at the same time.

That was the first time Jiang Siyu felt despair.

Everything around me was extremely cold.

She was thrown into a foreign country.

The overcast and rainy weather in Country F amplified all her negative emotions. This city, known for its romance, felt cruel from the moment she first stepped into it.

Jiang Siyu calmly recounted the events of that year, without resentment, blame, or bitterness.

"Ji Yanheng." She called his name stiffly, as if trying to sever all feelings between them.

Four years ago, I considered you a friend. Now, we're not even friends, let alone lovers.

I'm here today because I need to speak with Song Chen, and you two have a good relationship. There's a high chance he'll be at the gathering you organized.

"Friends, don't they count?"

After listening to Jiang Siyu's words, Ji Yanheng remained silent for a long time before asking the question with bitterness.

His heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by something; it wouldn't kill him, but the pain made it hard for him to breathe.

Young Master Ji, who gets whatever he wants, experiences the taste of unrequited love for the first time.

He had always suspected that Jiang Siyu's feelings for him were not love, and the guillotine that had been hanging over his head for years finally fell at this moment.

As early as the moment she learned that she was biased towards Jiang Yiruan, and after Jiang Yiruan went abroad and lost contact with her... Ji Yanheng had such a guess.

But he didn't want to admit it.

He didn't want to admit that he had been testing her in every way, but she didn't care at all.

Did Ji Yanheng really think Jiang Yiruan was more important than Jiang Siyu because he didn't pick her up on the day she returned to China?

No, he was afraid of seeing Jiang Siyu's cold eyes.

So he chose to run away.

By the time he was ready to head to the airport, the person he was supposed to pick up had already left.

Jiang Siyu has never been one to wait, nor will she ever be anyone's backup option.

But for him, one wrong step led to another.

“No.” Jiang Siyu gave a clear answer again.

He paused for a moment, then, remembering that Ji Yanheng was the future head of the Ji family, added:

"Of course, if there are opportunities for cooperation in the future, I hope we can be excellent partners."

The moment Jiang Siyu said those words, Song Chen looked at Ji Yanheng with even more sympathy and heartache.

Yes, it breaks my heart.

The fact that Jiang Siyu could say that last sentence shows that Ji Yanheng no longer holds any special meaning for her.

Only someone who is completely indifferent could utter such self-serving words.

Sigh~ He had advised Ji Yanheng back then not to use Jiang Yiruan to provoke Jiang Siyu, but Ji Yanheng wouldn't listen.

I don't know where he heard this idea, but it said that a girl who likes you can't tolerate the presence of other men around you.

So Ji Yanheng began to subtly bring those suitors to Jiang Siyu, but Jiang Siyu completely ignored those girls.

Ji Yanheng thought that Jiang Siyu was too outstanding, so she couldn't feel threatened by the existence of those girls and was therefore indifferent.

Then he calmed down for a while.

Until Jiang Yiruan appeared.

This person, whose existence made Jiang Siyu unable to ignore him, became his new target to provoke her.

Then... Jiang Siyu was forcibly sent abroad by the Jiang family.

Before Ji Yanheng could even probe Jiang Siyu's feelings for him, Jiang Siyu unilaterally added him to her blacklist, causing him to lose all contact with her.

During the four years that Jiang Siyu was out of contact, Ji Yanheng got drunk more than once.

Song Chen had heard him say countless times that he regretted and blamed himself, but he didn't feel anything.

He only got what he deserved.

Now... Song Chen does feel a little sorry for his 'good brother'.

Similarly, even Song Chen, an observer, could sense Jiang Siyu's indifference, so Ji Yanheng, the person directly involved, would feel it even more directly.

His face was almost pale, and he looked at Jiang Siyu with a helpless expression.

He, who was usually so talkative, opened and closed his mouth several times, but couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Siyu had no patience to watch him struggle.

She looked at Song Chen: "I'll have someone coordinate the details with your people about what I just told you another day."

Song Chen nodded and gave an OK sign.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Have fun, everyone."

Jiang Siyu greeted the others before leaving, embodying the word "decency" to the fullest.

The door to the private room opened and closed again.

The somber atmosphere inside the private room remained intense.

Ji Yanheng stared at the hand that had just grabbed Jiang Siyu, his long eyelashes trembling several times as he tried to control his emotions.

The others looked at Ji Yanheng, who was shrouded in a sense of desolation, and tacitly refrained from disturbing him.

But a very low laugh drifted over.

Ji Yanheng instinctively looked in the direction from which the laughter came, and then met Bo Siye's sarcastic eyes.

His lips curled up in a smirk, and his usually expressionless face was now filled with obvious malice.

Ji Yanheng's hand, which was hanging by his side, instantly clenched into a fist: "Bo Siye!"

What are you laughing at?

Ji Yanheng no longer even calls him President Bo.

“What a childhood sweetheart, hehehe…” Bo Siye’s suppressed laughter finally burst out, clinging to Ji Yanheng’s ear like a ghost.

He picked out the trump card from the table, held it between two fingers, and casually tossed it aside.

The card landed in front of Ji Yanheng, and the face of the clown was twisted into a hideous and ridiculous expression.

Just like Ji Yanheng at this moment.

At this moment, Ji Yanheng finally realized the full extent of the irony coming from Bo Siye.

He lunged forward in a rage, wanting to smash and destroy the smile on Bo Siye's face.