Chapter 126 Like Si Yuan
Si Yuan failed to grasp the sudden deeper meaning in Jiang Wang's words.
In her eyes, Jiang Wang often made a confession out of nowhere.
This time it wasn't as greasy, though.
"Then I want the blueberry flavor."
"good."
"Don't add too much cream."
"good."
Jiang Wang was extremely patient, his voice gentle.
Actually, Si Yuan was looking at their marriage certificate.
I don't know why, but I suddenly took it out and looked at it for a long time today, and it just felt unreal.
Si Yuanfu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Then hurry up, I... will wait for you at home."
The four words "Waiting for you at home" gently fell into Jiang Wang's ears, as if they were wrapped and crushed by the evening breeze, so soft that his heart warmed.
His fingers tightened unconsciously around the steering wheel.
All the unpleasantness from before faded away, replaced by an almost reverent appreciation.
"Okay, my wife!"
——
Si Yuan hung up the phone, still holding the marriage certificate, and looked at it for a long time.
She never imagined that she and Jiang Wang would end up like this.
She used to live cautiously in the Song family, carefully considering every word she spoke, afraid of doing something wrong and incurring their displeasure.
Yu Qingfang is too controlling, Song Guotao turns a blind eye to it, while Song Yan deliberately hurts her feelings.
But when she was with Jiang Wang, she could say whatever she wanted to eat, and after having a nightmare in the middle of the night, she could snuggle into his arms without any hesitation.
He never blamed her for being troublesome or fussy; he would only hold her tighter.
Si Yuan gently placed the marriage certificate in the bedside table and carefully put it away.
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Song Yan returned home dejectedly.
The crystal chandelier in the entryway was blindingly bright, making him feel dizzy and causing a dull pain in his chest.
"Ayan?"
Yu Qingfang had just changed out of her formal dress. She had met with several wealthy ladies in Beijing today and had just returned.
Seeing Song Yan's appearance, he immediately got up to greet him, full of worry, "How did you get like this? What happened?"
Song Yan mumbled numbly, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."
I'm so tired.
So all he wanted was to find a place to hide and temporarily shut out the bloody truth.
Seeing that Song Yan was about to return to his room, Yu Qingfang stopped him.
"Wait a minute." A tentative smile appeared on her face. "Mom went to see Mrs. Li today. You should have heard of her daughter. She is well-educated, reasonable, and gentle. She is not a vicious woman like Lin Shuangyu."
As she spoke, she took a photo out of her handbag and handed it to Song Yan: "Look at him, he's good-looking and has a good temper. The key thing is... he looks a bit like Si Yuan."
In her view, Song Yan's feelings for Si Yuan were always different.
Although we can't marry Si Yuan as our daughter-in-law, we can each compromise and find someone similar to Si Yuan so that we can both be at peace.
Song Yan looked over, then slowly reached out and took the photo.
Yu Qingfang was overjoyed, thinking to herself that it had worked.
Just as he was about to press on with something, he saw Song Yan suddenly tighten his grip on his fingertips—
The photo was torn to shreds.
Yu Qingfang's smile froze instantly, and she stared at him in astonishment: "Are you crazy?!"
Song Yan lowered his eyes and said in one sentence.
Like Si Yuan? Nobody resembles her.
The girl who would run around in the kitchen making ginger soup for him when he was sick; the girl who would write down his casually mentioned preferences in her diary and read them for a long time... No one could be her.
“Mom,” he looked up, his voice trembling with barely suppressed despair, “I won’t marry anyone else, don’t force me.”
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