His Little Rose, A Bit Wild

A depressed and aloof landscape designer, and a dissolute scion (a 'second male lead' who became a home-invading type of lover).

As soon as Si Yuan returned to the country, she learne...

Chapter 220 The small boat is actually...

Chapter 220 The small boat is actually...

Si Yuan sat down, the edge of the bed slightly sank, and they were very close.

She just stared at him quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Wang knew she was upset again, so he smiled and tried to comfort her.

But with just that smile, Si Yuan's suppressed emotions instantly broke down.

Jiang Wang felt a pang of heartache seeing her cry.

A wave of overwhelming guilt surged up again, almost drowning him.

He's a bastard.

They clearly wanted to protect her, but instead used such despicable deception.

Jiang Wang wanted to wipe away her tears, but he wasn't sure if she still hated him, if she would suddenly leave because of his actions, or if she was afraid of what he might do...

Just as he was hesitating, Si Yuan suddenly spoke up.

"Jiang Wang,"

Her voice was still a little choked up, but unusually clear: "I've been thinking, maybe I love you."

Jiang Wang's body stiffened abruptly, his drooping eyelashes trembled, and he could hear his heart pounding more and more violently, almost shattering his chest.

What did she say?

She said she loved him?

This was the first time in five years that he had heard Si Yuan openly say she loved him.

But why... specifically when he was lying to her?

"Five years? Why would I waste five years hiding from you?" Si Yuan laughed self-deprecatingly, her tone full of bewilderment. "It's ridiculous, isn't it? I left so decisively back then, and now I feel so pathetic. The time we truly spent together, loving each other properly, was always so short."

She finally admitted it.

She admitted that she shouldn't have left, and that she liked him.

If it were before, without this scam, Jiang Wang would probably be ecstatic.

But now, precisely now.

Now, at this very moment, faced with Si Yuan's honesty, my own deception seems even more shameful.

Si Yuan continued, "I left you because I always felt that you didn't really love me that much. I've been abandoned so many times, but I still haven't gotten used to being abandoned. I'm afraid, and I always suspect and doubt everyone around me. I know I've fallen for you, but if one day you stop loving me, I'll probably feel like I'm living a life worse than death. So before that happens, I want to leave before you abandon me, as if that way, I won't be so sad."

Si Yuan spoke of all her past thoughts with a less-than-calm tone.

As Jiang Wang listened, his heart was gripped tightly once again, the pain almost suffocating him.

Si Yuan blamed himself.

But how can I blame myself?

It was clearly him who failed to give her enough security, which is why she walked alone for five years.

It was all because of his pride.

Once he truly falls in love, he will repeatedly doubt whether the other person loves him back.

They were both naturally suspicious, and neither of them was willing to back down.

Si Yuan thought of Nancheng again, and she looked up at Jiang Wang.

"But when I saw you at the aquarium that day, my heart was pounding so hard. I realized then that I still cared about you, still missed you, and still couldn't forget you. Perhaps it's because you are Xiaozhou..."

Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes slightly.

What is my relationship with Si Xingzhou?

Before she could finish speaking, Si Yuan's phone suddenly rang, interrupting her.

She looked at her phone and saw it was the number from Si Xingzhou's smartwatch.

Si Yuan paused for a moment, wiped away her tears, and quickly answered the call.

"Hello?"

Si Xingzhou's soft, sweet voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Mom, I miss you. Uncle brought me to Beijing to find you. Where are you?"

Jiang Wang couldn't hear the exact content of the phone call, but just by looking at Si Yuan's expression, he could guess who it was.

His expression darkened.

Song Yan is here again.

It's like a leech, you can't shake it off.

He probably already guessed that all his secrets had been exposed, yet he still dared to follow Si Yuan to the capital. He really had no fear of death.

Did you really think you could keep Si Yuan by having a child?

Si Yuan frowned slightly, then hurriedly asked, "Mom's at the hospital. Where's Xiao Zhou now?"

Si Xingzhou on the other end of the phone obediently gave an address.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight noise from the other end of the phone, followed by Song Yanwen's gentle voice.

"Si Yuan, I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand. The child missed you terribly, and since I happened to be in Beijing on a business trip, I brought him along. Are you angry?"

Si doesn't want his child to get involved in all the messy things adults do.

But then she paused, and subconsciously looked up at Jiang Wang.

A thought suddenly came to mind.

Given Jiang Wang's current state, perhaps it's time to let him know about the child's existence.

She lowered her eyes and said slowly, "No."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Then we'll wait for you at home."

Song Yan also owned property in the capital, and he quickly sent the address to Si Yuan.

Jiang Wang naturally heard Song Yan's voice as well.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you going to see them?"

Si Yuan glanced at the time and said, "I can still spend some more time with you. Tomorrow, I'd like to bring someone to see you..."

Jiang Wang gave a dry laugh, interrupting her.

"No need, the child is more important, you should go."

Si Yuan was slightly taken aback, and naturally noticed Jiang Wang's sudden coldness.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Jiang Wang, after I've said all this today, I know you'll be angry with me."

She thought Jiang Wang was angry because he knew the reason she had left him for five years.

He added, "I will try my best to make it up to you and make you happier."

Jiang Wang didn't say a word.

When he heard Si Yuan's confession, he had already given up all resentment and couldn't bring himself to hate her at all.

He just didn't know what excuse to use to get Si Yuan to give up the child and stay.

But he knew it was impossible, so he felt powerless, exhausted, and wanted her to leave quickly. Otherwise, he really didn't know what jealousy would make him do or say, and make everything worse.

Si Yuan left quickly.

Hearing the door close, Jiang Wang's tense back suddenly slumped.

He slumped back against the headboard, his eyes filled with surging guilt and confusion.

He looked down at the IV line and monitoring equipment inserted into the back of his hand, and the frustration and helplessness in his heart grew stronger.

The next second, he raised his hand and yanked hard, pulling the IV needle out of his skin, leaving a trace of crimson blood. The monitoring lines attached to his body were also completely severed, and the instrument emitted a sharp alarm sound before quickly falling silent.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

Fang Yan walked in carrying the packed items and casually tossed the bag onto the sofa.

He glanced at the scattered medical equipment beside the bed and the bloodstains on Jiang Wang's hand, frowned, and remarked rather seriously, "A waste of medical resources."

After saying that, he got down to business: "We've found evidence that Lin Shuangyu is still alive. You were right before, Song Yan was indeed involved, and very deeply involved."

Jiang Wang didn't look up, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the needle marks on the back of his hand, his voice hoarse: "Purpose?"

"What other purpose could they have?" Fang Yan sat down, his tone cold. "From beginning to end, it was all about driving a wedge between you and Si Yuan. All those things back then were a carefully orchestrated scheme, just waiting for you and Si Yuan to turn against each other so they could reap the benefits."

The ward fell silent for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Wang's distracted state, Fang Yan asked again, "Now that the truth is all there, when do you plan to tell Si Yuan?"

Jiang Wang looked up: "Of course, the sooner the better."