Chapter 124 Song Yan said, "I love Si Yuan"
Jiang Wang put away his phone and looked at Si Yuan.
"Before holding Yu Qingfang accountable for perjury, she should apologize to you first."
Upon hearing this, Si Yuan's eyes held a knowing sneer: "How could someone like her genuinely apologize to me?"
"Song Yan just messaged me, saying he'll bring her to see you."
Si Yuan smiled, clearly knowing her adoptive mother very well.
"It's nothing more than Song Yan pressuring them hard, and he also wants to use the apology to curry favor with the Jiang family, killing two birds with one stone."
She knew Yu Qingfang too well; he had always put his own interests first.
Therefore, face and sentiment are utterly insignificant in the face of the rise and fall of the Song family.
She was able to send her abroad without hesitation back then, then sever ties with her family later, and then abandon Lin Shuangyu in the blink of an eye. Now, she can naturally put aside her status as an elder for the sake of interests.
Jiang Wang said lazily, "Evil people will be punished by other evil people. Even if she is unwilling, she has to endure it."
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That evening, Jiang Wang received a phone call.
It was Song Yan who called.
"Jiang Wang, I've arrived."
"So what if you're here? Do you want me to prepare a welcome ceremony for you?"
"...I'd like to meet with you alone."
Jiang Wang smiled, knowing what he meant.
He replied, "Okay."
Jiang Wang didn't tell Si Yuan who he was going to see. After sending her home, he went to see Song Yan alone.
Pushing open the door, Song Yan was already there.
Jiang Wang walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down casually.
He picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then looked up: "So, what do you want to talk about, since you've come to see me alone?"
Song Yan looked up at him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Jiang Wang...
I never knew before that this person with this face would kidnap his own sister.
How could he possibly be the same kind of person as Si Yuan?
Spoiled brat, arrogant, domineering, and rampant...
Song Yan paused for a few seconds before speaking: "How...is she doing lately?"
Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, probably finding it amusing.
Unable to speak properly with Song Yan, he simply took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled one out, and held it between his fingers.
With a "snap," the lighter went off, the sparks from the burning tobacco making a crackling sound.
When Song Yan saw him smoking, his brows furrowed coldly, and he reminded him, "Si Yuan doesn't like the smell of smoke."
His tone suggested that he cared a lot about Si Yuan and was wholeheartedly thinking about her.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang chuckled softly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a hint of amusement, "Back in high school, we even shared a cigarette in bed together."
These words were like a knife, piercing Song Yan's heart with pinpoint accuracy.
His face changed drastically, his knuckles turned white as he gripped the teacup, and his blood seemed to freeze.
"You're talking nonsense!" Song Yan's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and panic. "She was a very well-behaved girl in high school, how could she possibly smoke?"
"Whether I'm a good boy or a bad boy, you don't know."
Jiang Wang leaned back in his chair, his tone casual, yet every word was piercing: "You know she's careful around you, but you don't know how much your Song family oppressed her. She doesn't smoke, so what could she do when she couldn't sleep with those wounds on her face?"
Song Yan's fingertips dug deeply into his palm. Jiang Wang's words were like a heavy hammer, leaving him no room for rebuttal.
Si Yuan's wounds...
He would have noticed if he had just taken a closer look when she was injured.
Instead of running far away and avoiding him at all costs, thus giving Jiang Wang an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
He still couldn't picture Si Yuan smoking.
In his heart, Si Yuan will always be obedient and quiet; all the rebellious and bad things in the world have nothing to do with her.
But……
Song Yan knew that what Jiang Wang said was true.
He remained silent for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice hoarse: "Before... I neglected her, but now I know I was wrong."
Song Yan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
When he looked up again, his eyes held a resolute determination, as if he were making a desperate gamble.
"Jiang Wang, can you give me another chance?"
I didn't quite understand Jiang Wang's sentence.
"Chance?"
"Let me be good to her, so she can choose fairly between us?"
Jiang Wang laughed out loud as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Song Yan wouldn't think he lost because it was unfair, would he?
Jiang Wang flicked his cigarette ash: "Did I hear that right? Song Yan, don't forget, you were the one who used to be most wary of these things, afraid of damaging the Song family's reputation. And now, you're begging me to give you a chance?"
Song Yan's face drained of color, and he blinked numbly.
"Before, I didn't know what I wanted, but now I do."
He finally uttered, word by word, the immoral remarks that he once found most unacceptable.
"I want her. Jiang Wang, I beg you to give her back to me."
Even Song Yan himself found these words laughable.
But what else could he do?
He couldn't let Si Yuan be completely lost because of those vague and unreal things.
This was his last chance, and he didn't know... what else he could do besides Jiang Wang.
With so many women around Jiang Wang, it's impossible that he can't only have Si Yuan.
But he was different. He only had Si Yuan. He had only had Si Yuan since he was a child, and the only thing he wanted was Si Yuan.
That home was not only where Song Yan raised Si Yuan... but also where Si Yuan accompanied Song Yan.
Without Si Yuan, his twenty-three years would probably have been even more difficult and painful.
He was simply trapped in the web of ethics and family ties, deceiving himself and even fooling himself.
Song Yan said, "I cannot live without Si Yuan."
"Give it back to you?"
Jiang Wang straightened up and stared coldly at Song Yan, his previous nonchalance completely gone.
It's anger.
Song Yan should be grateful that Jiang Wang has matured somewhat over the years in the business world, and his so-called upbringing has kept him in check.
If it were eighteen-year-old Jiang Wang, upon hearing these words, he would probably beat Song Yan half to death on the spot.
"What makes you think Si Yuan would still want to go back to your cold, impersonal home?"
"Your mother used her as a pawn, and the entire Song family treated her sincerity as a joke. How many times have you given up on her? Now you're saying 'give her back,' isn't that ridiculous?"
He leaned down, getting close to Song Yan, his tone oppressive: "In terms of power, your Song family is struggling to survive right now, you can't compare to me; in terms of your feelings for her, you've made her suffer for so many years, you still can't compare to me; in terms of the life you can provide for her in the future, can you compare to me?"
Song Yan was speechless when asked the question.
His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He knew Jiang Wang was telling the truth; the Song family had only inflicted oppression and harm on Si Yuan.
Even he himself couldn't escape that oppressive home.
Song Yan could only say, "But you don't love her at all, and you won't love her forever. I can..."
"Song Yan, do you know what love is?"
"I love her."
Song Yan said, "I love her. If she leaves me, I don't know what I can do... As long as she comes back, I can give her everything she wants, everything you gave her!"
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