Chapter 184 He was in great pain
Si Yuan was stunned for a moment, not expecting the little guy to be so smart, able to guess her thoughts just by looking at her expression through the car.
"yes."
Will my uncle come with us to the aquarium?
Si Yuan smiled and turned to look at him. "Do you like him a lot?"
Si Xingzhou blinked, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Of course not." He paused, his voice carrying a certainty beyond his years. "He just called you, didn't he say I like him a lot?"
Si Yuan's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the little head in the rearview mirror with some surprise.
“If he just says that, he can find an opportunity to come see me, and then use that opportunity to see you.”
Si Yuan: "..."
What does that little brain of mine think about all day?
Si Xingzhou raised an eyebrow, his tone as calm as a little adult, "Mom, you can go ahead and do your thing. I can shop by myself."
"You dislike him that much?"
"Yes, I don't like it." Si Xingzhou nodded, adding seriously, "I probably didn't like it when I was in your belly."
Si Yuan smiled helplessly, taking it as a child exaggerating.
Si Xingzhou had long suspected that Song Yan was not his biological uncle.
It was also clear that the man had some ambition; he didn't just want to be his uncle.
But these days, not everyone can get close to their mother.
Just then, a car whizzed past.
The man in the passenger seat flashed by in profile; he was noble, sharp, and had a profile that was unforgettable at first glance.
Si Xingzhou suddenly rolled down the car window, leaned out, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
Only if you look like that would it be barely acceptable.
——
Meanwhile, in Jiang Wang's car.
Zheng Yiyi, who was leaning against the window of the back seat, suddenly exclaimed "Wow!" with wide eyes, "Uncle! There was a little boy who looked just like you!"
Jiang Wang curled his lips into a smile, his tone tinged with a nonchalant smugness. "Impossible."
Zheng Yiyi: "?"
"Because, few people can match your uncle's face."
By the time Zheng Yiyi realized what she had heard, it was too late.
He rolled his eyes. "Uncle is still as narcissistic as ever."
"Don't get too excited yet." Jiang Wang glanced at her and added slowly, "Your teacher will also be coming to the hotel tonight and will stay next to you."
Zheng Yiyi's face instantly fell, as if she had been dragged from the clouds back to the ground. "Ah?!"
Jiang Wang smiled innocently, "Your mother said your English has been very bad lately, so she's asking you to receive follow-up tutoring."
"I don't want it!" Zheng Yiyi immediately lunged at him to snatch the phone. "I want to call my mom!"
"It's too late." Jiang Wang raised his hand and held the phone up high. "Your mother has already handed you over to me."
The two hurt each other.
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Nancheng is very large, and the aquarium is more than 30 kilometers away from Siyuan's residence. It was really inconvenient to travel back and forth, so she simply booked a hotel to stay in.
The room is located by the sea and is very quiet.
Si Yuan watched over her son as he fell asleep, tucked him in, and gently kissed his forehead.
After finishing my work, I went to the living room, turned on my laptop, put on my headphones, and the video conference interface quickly lit up.
There was an urgent need to hold a meeting between departments, so Si Yuan temporarily asked his staff to work overtime.
As soon as the meeting began, her expression instantly changed, becoming sharp, calm, and exuding an undeniable sense of professionalism.
"I will not accept any excuses for the problems that have arisen today."
Her voice was clear and steady, “I accept all the questions raised by the client. Also, regarding the draft you gave me, the wave curves need to be made a little softer, and the proportions of the dolphin's tail fin are not right. Redraw it.”
The designers on the other side of the screen nodded repeatedly, none of them daring to lose focus, for fear that she would catch them slacking off even for a moment.
The current Si Yuan is decisive and efficient; he's no longer the junior vice president who just arrived.
The meeting lasted for an hour before Si Yuan turned off the video and rubbed his temples.
The night outside the window was deep, and the city lights reflected a shimmering glow on the glass.
Si Yuan has completely let go of what happened five years ago.
What's more, those things I experienced ten years ago when I was eighteen—looking back now, they even seem a bit naive and laughable.
Including Jiang Wang.
She never imagined what it would have been like if she hadn't left back then and had stayed by Jiang Wang's side.
Because all those so-called romantic feelings for one's children were completely erased the moment the child was born, and there was no time to think about them.
When she first arrived in Nancheng, she had to establish herself in the branch office, work, and take care of the baby in her belly... She was so busy that she didn't think of Jiang Wang for a long time.
She no longer falls for anyone, nor does she feel heartache for anyone.
In the past five years, she has not fallen in love with anyone, nor has she lost sleep over anyone.
Such days are clean, peaceful, and quite nice.
The phone screen suddenly lit up; it was a message from Song Yan.
[Typhoons are expected along the coast; please be careful.]
Si Yuan glanced at it, but didn't react or reply.
——
As night deepened, the wind outside the window, carrying the salty, damp smell of the sea, grew stronger and stronger, and leaves pelted against the windowpane with a series of thuds.
Jiang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
It was that dream again—the day Si Yuan left.
The sounds of rain, wind, and doors closing are like a dull knife, slowly cutting into my heart.
He came to his senses and realized that it was just a dream.
This is another dream.
In recent years, he has almost forced himself to be busy, so busy that he doesn't even have time to catch his breath, as if that way he can stop thinking about it.
Those around her also tacitly avoided mentioning Si Yuan's name, including her mother, who would occasionally sigh and feel sad when she thought of this, but never asked any further questions.
It was as if everyone was tacitly allowing him to forget her, tacitly allowing him to forget her.
But I can't forget it.
He wished Si Yuan could turn into a wad of scrap paper and throw it away, but no matter how he threw it, it would always reappear in his palm, getting bigger and bigger, until it almost blocked his chest and made it hard to breathe. It was too painful.
Because he didn't know the real reason why Si Yuan left him.
If it was just disappointment in himself, why disappear so decisively? Why didn't he utter a single word of self-blame?
It's like wanting to hide something as quickly as possible.
It's as if I'm some kind of evil spirit that will make her sad.
Jiang Wang kept trying to find a reasonable answer, even though every time he thought about it it was like cutting his heart, but it was all in vain. Only the pain that remained was real.
Being overwhelmed by pain, everything seemed to pass by in a flash.
Jiang Wang always felt that he was ridiculously naive back then.
Perhaps if there hadn't been a cold war, and if she hadn't kept everything bottled up inside... she wouldn't have mistakenly thought that she, like Song Yan, would abandon her at any time.
They would not choose to leave.
Jiang Wang walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and the wind immediately rushed in, ruffling his hair.
He knew she was in this city.
So close, yet separated by an insurmountable distance.
He didn't even have the courage to go to her.
I'm afraid—afraid to see that she has a new life, afraid that the only thing she'll look at me with is politeness and indifference.
After all, they are no longer young.
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