Jing Yan looked at Jiang Siyu's persistence but didn't know what to say. However, there were some things he felt he needed to remind Jiang Siyu of.
"I know you're doing this because you want to be with A Han. You also need to be mentally prepared. If he wakes up and realizes he's been tricked like this, well... the consequences might be more than you can handle."
He had grown up with Zhan Mohan; they were practically brothers. He knew Zhan Mohan's temper too well. What he hated most was deception and betrayal. Yet, it was with Wei Yumeng that all these bottom lines and principles of his were broken.
But how could Jiang Siyu care about all that now? She only knew that:
"If I don't cherish this opportunity now, he and I will truly be strangers. If there's a chance, at least it can fulfill my last wish."
Even if it was just for the last time, it was better than having no outcome.
How could Jing Yan not understand her feelings at this moment? Wasn't he in the same boat? To love someone and be unable to have them was the most tormenting thing.
"But Siyu, you have to understand, getting what you want is luck. Being unable to have it is the norm of life."
Jiang Siyu's attitude was firm: "I just want to bet that I won't regret it."
She didn't want to leave any regrets in her life. When she looked back on this relationship, she wanted to be grateful that she had tried her best, rather than regretting that she hadn't tried harder, perhaps then they could have been together.
Seeing that she was resolute and couldn't be persuaded back, Jing Yan said, "Alright, since you insist on this, I'll help you this once."
"Thank you, Jing Yan."
"No need to thank me." This was also a way of giving himself closure. If she could finally give up, perhaps she might look at him later.
Jiang Siyu handed the medicine to Jing Yan. "Just do as I say later. You don't need to worry about anything else."
Jing Yan took it. "Okay, I'll go buy some water. You stay with him for a while."
"Mm."
After Jing Yan left, Jiang Siyu returned to Zhan Mohan's side and found him holding his phone, with Wei Yumeng's number displayed.
He wasn't thinking of calling Wei Yumeng, was he?
"A Han, if you call her now, she won't answer you. You've come this far, and she hasn't even called to ask where you are."
Jiang Siyu's words made Zhan Mohan retract his hand. His mind was filled with the image from the photograph. Just thinking that even if nothing had happened between Wei Yumeng and Xin Ran, the mere fact of them lying on that bed was enough to make him go crazy.
In a fit of anger, he put his phone away. Even though he cared deeply, he usually wouldn't reveal such emotions to others.
"Where's Jing Yan?"
"He went to buy you water. You drank so much earlier, that alcohol has a strong kick. You'll probably feel quite unwell later."
"I'm not going back today. I'll go to Jing Yan's place later."
His current state wouldn't be of any help if he went back; it would only make him more agitated.
Upon hearing that Zhan Mohan wasn't returning, Jiang Siyu felt a surge of hope. Her eyes sparkled with surprise, and her voice involuntarily rose.
"Not going back?"
"Mm."
Jiang Siyu suddenly felt as if even heaven was helping her this time.
Jing Yan walked over at this moment and saw Jiang Siyu smiling.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Jiang Siyu was secretly pleased at the moment.
Zhan Mohan had indeed drunk a lot, and his throat was now hoarse. Seeing the water in Jing Yan's hand.
"You went to buy me water?"
"Yes, Siyu mentioned you might be thirsty."
"Give it here." Zhan Mohan reached out and snatched the water from Jing Yan. He unscrewed the cap and was about to drink.
Jing Yan saw that he wasn't hesitant at all. It was just a bottle of water, what could it signify?
However, just as Zhan Mohan lifted his head to drink, he stopped. Jiang Siyu and Jing Yan's hearts sank. After all, they were plotting against him, and anyone would feel guilty.
Jing Yan opened his mouth, feeling somewhat nervous, but he tried to control himself.
"A Han, you... you weren't going to drink water?"
"Did you drink it?"
He had clearly felt that the bottle had been opened when he twisted the cap.
Jing Yan could only fabricate a lie: "I was going to drink it, but then I suddenly remembered you drank a lot of alcohol."
Zhan Mohan didn't think much of it and drank half the bottle in one gulp.
Seeing this, Jing Yan felt immense guilt. He never imagined that one day he would harm his own brother for the sake of a woman.
Since it had been drunk, there was no turning back. They had to see it through.
He turned to Zhan Mohan and said, "Get in the car. I've called a designated driver."
Jiang Siyu had been waiting for Jing Yan to say this. She actively stepped forward.
"A Han, let me help you."
"No need, I can walk myself."
He clearly refused.
Jiang Siyu didn't insist. She would have another chance later anyway.
After getting into the car, Zhan Mohan soon felt dizzy. Thinking he was drunk, he fell asleep.
Jiang Siyu had been paying close attention to Zhan Mohan's actions since getting into the car. Seeing that he hadn't reacted for a long time, she looked at Jing Yan and gave him a signal.
Jing Yan turned his head and called out to Zhan Mohan.
"A Han..."
Zhan Mohan didn't respond.
Jiang Siyu then said to the designated driver, "Please drive directly to Guolong Garden."
"Okay."
Jing Yan's mood, however, was heavy. He gave Jiang Siyu a final reminder.
"If you're truly determined to do this, there will be no turning back."
"Mm, I know. I won't regret it."
If she didn't do this, then she truly would have something to regret.
Jing Yan didn't know what else to say. Since she had already made up her mind, there was nothing more to discuss.
As they approached a turn, Jing Yan said to the driver in front.
"You can drop me off at the intersection ahead."
The car stopped. He said to Jiang Siyu, "Take care of yourself."
"Thank you, Jing Yan."
After Jing Yan got out, the driver took the two of them to Jiang Siyu's residence.
Jiang Siyu put in a lot of effort to help the driver get Zhan Mohan into the room.
Looking at the man lying on the bed, Jiang Siyu leaned in and tenderly caressed his sculpted features, not letting any inch of his skin go. She thought that this man should have belonged to her, but Wei Yumeng had occupied him.
The thought made her gnash her teeth in anger. She immediately took off Zhan Mohan's jacket.
At that moment, his phone suddenly vibrated. Jiang Siyu saw that it was Wei Yumeng calling, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.
Without hesitation, she slid to answer. Her voice was filled with triumph.
"Miss Wei, is there something you need?"
Hearing Jiang Siyu's voice, it felt as if the sky was falling for Wei Yumeng at that moment.
She forced herself to suppress her negative emotions, but her voice couldn't help but tremble.
"Where is Zhan Mohan?"