Chapter 91 Jiang Wang's Wang, Wang of Wish
After Song Yan was hung up on, he could no longer get through to Si Yuan.
When he came to his senses, he realized that he seemed to have been blocked.
He never dreamed that one day Si Yuan would block him.
"Fang Yan!"
Having no other choice, he could only find Fang Yan first to see if he knew what Jiang Wang was doing or if he was with Si Yuan.
He was worried that something might really happen to Si Yuan.
Fang Yan on the other end of the phone was clearly still half asleep, and mumbled, "Jiang Wang... Jiang Wang is taking your sister home to meet his parents tomorrow, he must be busy right now."
Meeting the parents?
Song Yan felt dizzy and the phone slipped from his palm.
So soon, Jiang Wang is taking Si Yuan home?
He knew all too well what this meant.
This means that the Song family will no longer be Si Yuan's only home, and he will no longer be the last family member Si Yuan cares about.
The first snow of the year began to fall outside the window, and tiny snowflakes were tapping against the glass.
Song Yan stood by the window, watching as white gradually covered everything in front of him.
Si Yuan is leaving, to completely break free from his control and enter Jiang Wang's world.
Song Yan raised his finger and wrote two words on the window.
Si Yuan's name.
He couldn't control his own life, nor could he control the people he wanted to keep by his side. He had compromised so much with his mother for the sake of those he wanted to keep, so why was he still being pushed to this point by her? Song Yan couldn't understand it, and he felt a strong sense of self-loathing.
He had absolutely no idea what to do next.
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The winter solstice snow finally couldn't hold back, enveloping the entire city in pure white silence overnight.
A black Maybach slowly came to a stop in front of the Siyuan Villa.
Jiang Wang got out of the car, wearing a black coat and holding a black umbrella, and stood in the snow waiting for her.
It's rare for him to dress so formally.
Si Yuan came out quickly as well.
She was wearing a warm yellow coat, her hair was in a bun, and she was wrapped up tightly in a fluffy scarf, revealing a small, rosy face.
Si Yuan's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang pinched Si Yuan's bun and laughed: "So afraid of the cold? You're dressed like a little bunny."
Si Yuan shrank her neck, looking around at the white expanse with some surprise: "The capital is so cold, and this is the first time I've ever seen such heavy snow!"
Jiang Wang couldn't help but chuckle, reached out and took her hand, leading her towards the car.
"We'll see each other often in the future..."
Suddenly, Jiang Wang touched her wrist and stopped moving.
Through the thin knitted cuffs, a faint mark could be clearly felt.
As she gently stroked the mark, Si Yuan's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Jiang Wang's voice turned serious, his gaze falling on her wrist: "What happened?"
Si Yuan hurriedly pulled her hand back, raised her hand to tighten her scarf, and covered it up: "It's nothing, I accidentally cut myself with a craft knife while I was drawing yesterday, it's not deep."
She pushed his waist and urged, "Let's go, don't keep your mother waiting."
Jiang Wang's gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds.
Si Yuan's dark eyes darkened, and she dared not look at him, afraid that he would guess her thoughts.
Jiang Wang can't handle this, so there's no need for him to know.
Fortunately, Jiang Wang didn't press the issue this time.
He quickly looked away, gently took her hand, transferred the warmth of his palm to hers, and whispered, "Okay, let's go."
The car moved slowly through the snow. Si Yuan looked at the snow scene rushing past the window and asked nervously, "Will your mother like the gift I chose?"
“Yes, she will.” Jiang Wang held the steering wheel with one hand and placed the other hand on her cold hand. “I told you, just the fact that you are standing there is already the gift she wants most.”
Si Yuan smiled, pursed her lips, and turned to look out the window.
Snowflakes fluttered down.
Her smile faded again.
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After driving for more than an hour, we finally entered a manor covered in snow.
The ornate iron fence slowly opened, revealing a spacious courtyard.
Snow-covered pine trees and stone fountains frozen with thin ice.
The main building is in a typical European style, and its off-white walls look particularly solemn and luxurious against the snowy backdrop.
The car came to a smooth stop. Jiang Wang got out first and went around to the passenger side to open the door for Si Yuan.
As soon as Si Yuan got out of the car, she saw a lady in a beige wool dress standing at the entrance of the main building. She had a gentle demeanor and a polite smile on her lips.
She is Jiang Wang's mother.
A moment of tension made Si Yuan's hands and feet stiffen, and even her walking posture became unnatural.
Jiang Wang noticed her unease, quietly squeezed her hand, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Si Yuan felt a sense of comfort in the warmth of his palm.
She took a deep breath, carried the gift box, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Hello, Auntie, I am Si Yuan."
As she spoke, she handed over the gift box, saying, "It's just a small token of my appreciation; I hope you like it."
Jiang's mother smiled as she accepted the gift box, her gaze falling on Si Yuan.
After looking her over, she smiled with satisfaction.
She stepped aside to make room for him, her tone gentle and generous: "Come in quickly, it's snowing heavily outside."
Jiang Wangchong raised an eyebrow at Si Yuan, meaning: See, it's not that scary.
Si Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Jiang's mother's expression wasn't particularly warm or joyful, she was glad that she didn't dislike her.
Only Jiang's mother knew the truth.
In those two seconds, her smile was so graceful and poised, and I was so excited inside.
They have even thanked the Jiang family ancestors for eighteen generations.
Unexpectedly, one day Jiang Wang brought her back a girlfriend, and such a well-behaved, sensible, and beautiful one at that.
Thank God!
In the living room, a table full of dishes was already laid out.
Jiang's mother pulled Si Yuan to sit down: "Jiang Wang's father is on a business trip in Germany and can't make it back. But the three of us can still be considered a family reunion."
Si Yuan nodded and said, "Jiang Wang has already told me everything."
Jiang's mother handed her chopsticks and said, "Wangwang said you like dumplings, so I made these myself. I haven't made them in many years. Want to try some?"
Si Yuan was taken aback.
He probably didn't expect that Jiang's mother would value him so much.
She actually made dumplings for herself.
She took a bite and said it was delicious, really delicious.
Jiang's mother even prepared many different kinds of fillings, just in case Si Yuan might not like them.
Since her parents passed away, Si Yuan hasn't been able to enjoy a peaceful meal of dumplings on the Winter Solstice for a long time.
After chatting with Jiang's mother for a few more minutes, she suddenly realized something and looked at Jiang Wang hesitantly.
"You mean, Jiang Wang's nickname is Wangwang?"
Jiang Wang's expression changed.
Despite all our precautions, we couldn't prevent this from happening.
Sure enough, Si Yuan was extremely interested: "Auntie, which one?"
Jiang's mother was quite proud of the nickname she had given him: "Wang, the meaning of wish, is so cute! His aunt likes it too!"
The hope of a wish?
Si Yuan thought about her own name and Jiang Wang's name, and realized that there could be such a coincidence.
Jiang Wang felt that the name was too damaging to his image, so he put food on Si Yuan's and his mother's plates and said, "You two eat quickly, stop chatting. Don't you know that you shouldn't talk while eating or sleeping?"
Jiang's mother saw right through him: "He's shy."
Si Yuan agreed: "Yes, she's shy."
It's really not easy for Jiang Wang to be so shy sometimes.
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