Chapter 132 Ji Song had known Jiang Wang for a long time

Ji Song's fingertips hovered in mid-air, not reaching forward any further, and he took a sip of the coffee himself.

He asked curiously, "I've always wondered, you and Lin Shuangyu aren't the same type of woman, so why is she so jealous of you? I'm curious about what you have..."

Ji Song looked her up and down: "What could have made her so furious?"

"She's mentally ill, how would I know?" Si Yuan raised her eyes, her gaze completely calm. "President Ji, please move aside, I'm off work."

Ji Song sighed: "If it weren't for Lin Shuangyu's mess, and I had just asked you to help me with the design, I might have even treated you to a meal."

He changed the subject, staring intently into Si Yuan's eyes, and asked, "If it weren't for Lin Shuangyu, would you be so hostile towards me?"

Yes, it will.

Si Yuan responded: "Because you and Lin Shuangyu are the same kind of people, arrogant, ignorant and vulgar. I hate people like you."

Ji Song's lips twitched, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Lin Shuangyu and I are nothing alike. She comes from a prestigious family, a rich heiress. When we met, my family was in complete chaos. I hadn't even won the inheritance yet, and I was starving. Actually, if we're talking about similarities..."

He looked at Si Yuan, his gaze devoid of sympathy or contempt, but instead filled with a serious sense of kinship: "I'm more like you. No one has ever cared about us, not even our own family."

"We are different."

Si Yuan took a step back to create some distance. "I won't collude with someone like Lin Shuangyu. If you hand Lin Shuangyu over to the police now, maybe I'll think you at least have some humanity."

Inhuman.

Ji Song had heard this kind of talk too many times, so he didn't care.

"Am I really that awful? You keep comparing me to Lin Shuangyu. What exactly did Lin Shuangyu do to you?"

Si Yuan didn't believe that Ji Song didn't know what Lin Shuangyu had done.

Both of them are connected to the murder case.

“Ji Song, I’m going to keep you waiting, not because I can’t afford the penalty for breach of contract with this lousy gallery, but because I want to find Lin Shuangyu.”

"Of course, as long as you abandon Jiang Wang and stand on my side."

“I hate Lin Shuangyu, and I hate Jiang Wang. A pampered young master like him might not understand you.”

Si Yuan looked at him as if he were a mental patient.

This guy is really not right in the head.

She stepped aside to avoid him and walked away.

Ji Song was about to follow them out when he saw a car parked at the intersection.

He withdrew his hand, stood inside the shop, and didn't follow them out.

Si Yuan walked straight towards the car.

The car window rolled down, revealing Jiang Wang's cold and sharp face.

He smiled at Si Yuan, then his gaze shifted to Ji Song, growing colder with each passing moment.

Si Yuan got into the car and reminded him to leave.

Jiang Wangcai then rolled up the window.

"He's just been following you like this?"

“I have absolutely no idea what this lunatic is trying to do,” Si Yuan said. “He refuses to say where Lin Shuangyu is or what Lin Shuangyu actually did; he just keeps talking nonsense.”

"He is trying to sow discord."

"To take Lin Shuangyu's secret?" Si Yuan frowned. "Isn't the price a bit too high?"

"He's crazy and doesn't consider anyone an ally."

Jiang Wang recalled something and said with a hint of sarcasm, "His mother and my mother were close friends."

Si Yuan was slightly startled; she truly didn't know about this.

“His mother is French, and she was nice to me because of my mother. But Ji Song always thought that his mother disliked him because of his nationality, so when we first met when I was very young, Ji Song was very hostile to me.”

Si Yuan understood somewhat.

"Like Lin Shuangyu, he never looks for the reasons within himself, but only blames others for stealing the limelight."

"yes."

Si Yuan understood: "Now I know why he kept mentioning you in front of me."

She also realized why Ji Song had put on such a grand show with her and gone to such lengths to cooperate with her... it turned out he was after Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang had guessed it as well.

"Honey, I brought you a gift."

Jiang Wang pointed to the back seat, and Si Yuan looked back and saw a large bunch of shattered ice blue flowers. No wonder she smelled the fragrance of flowers as soon as she got in the car.

There is also a diamond necklace.

"I personally selected the diamonds, and I personally set them." Jiang Wang frowned and complained, "It was so difficult; I ruined several of them."

Si Yuan was slightly surprised. Such a perfect American diamond was extremely rare, and Jiang Wang had actually wasted so many of them.

"Everyone has their own expertise. Please leave this to professionals from now on. You evil capitalists."

Jiang Wang shifted to a higher gear and said, "Then let's do what I do best now."

——

The next day, Si Yuan arrived at the gallery on time.

Ji Song had arrived long ago, leaning against the wood carving, and greeted her.

Si Yuan seemed not to see him, and walked past him to discuss details with the designer.

Ji Song hated this feeling of being ignored.

"Ms. Si, isn't that a bit too rude to your client?"

Si Yuan looked through the design drafts and said, "This client only said in the contract that they would give you the drafts, but they didn't say that they would provide you with emotional value."

Ji Song sneered, about to say something, when he suddenly noticed a hickey on Si Yuan's neck.

Ji Song narrowed his eyes, his voice slightly choked with emotion.

The hickey was hidden at the edge of his collar, a faint red mark, like a thin thorn that unexpectedly pierced his eyes.

He said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you really that inseparable from Jiang Wang?"

Si Yuan paused in flipping through the design drafts, and looked up with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "President Ji, instead of worrying about other people's private affairs, you should worry about yourself and not get dragged down by Lin Shuangyu."

"Lin Shuangyu doesn't have that ability yet. If I want to play along with her, she'll be fine. If I don't want to play along, she'll have no chance of turning things around. Her fate depends on Miss Si."

The fate of a chess piece is never important.

Fearing that continuing would frighten the designer, Si Yuan closed the design draft, glanced at Ji Song, and left with the designer.

Ji Song went outside, lit a cigarette, but it wouldn't light no matter how many times he tried. Frustrated, he snapped the cigarette in half.

Just as I was getting annoyed, Lin Shuangyu called again.