The next moment, Su Ziyue was ruthlessly thrown aside by Murong Cheng.
The man coldly pulled Su Ziyue's arm from his body, then walked upstairs expressionlessly, his demeanor as cold as frost.
"Don't do anything out of line again, or don't blame me for asking you to move out of this mansion!"
Su Ziyue's legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the ground. She looked up, staring at the man walking upstairs.
For a whole month, she had fallen completely in love with this man.
However, in Murong Cheng's eyes, there was only Jiang Shiyu.
Unwilling! So unwilling!
It seemed she couldn't delay any longer...
Leaving the Murong residence, Jiang Shiyu drove her car onto the road, driving aimlessly forward.
It wasn't until her phone rang that Jiang Shiyu's thoughts were pulled back.
It was Chunlian's call.
Coffee shop.
When Jiang Shiyu arrived, Chunlian had already been waiting for some time.
"I'm sorry I'm late, it's a bit far."
As soon as Jiang Shiyu sat down, she took out a file bag from her bag and handed it to Chunlian.
Inside was a thick stack of cash and a property deed for a house, registered in Chunlian's name.
"Oh my, I can't accept this. I was only doing what I should have done. I watched helplessly as your grandfather left back then, and I was powerless. Today, the villain has finally been brought to justice. Miss, please don't be so polite with me."
Chunlian knew what was inside at a glance and dared not reach out to take it.
"Please take it. I know you have three children to raise. After this incident, you won't be able to continue working at the Jiang family. The Jiang family will soon be sealed off, and you'll lose your job, all because of me. Take this money as transitional funds."
Jiang Shiyu directly placed the file bag in front of Chunlian.
Back then, Chunlian's report would have been useless and could have led to her being silenced.
Now that justice could be served, Chunlian didn't hesitate.
In terms of both emotion and reason, she had done everything she could.
Chunlian's eyes welled up with emotion. "Thank you, Young Madam. Thank you for understanding me. It's just that I really can't accept this money. I was only doing what I should have done."
"Please take it. I have to go now. Be careful."
Jiang Shiyu picked up her bag and stood up, paying the bill before leaving.
She didn't return to Jingyuan, but went directly to the villa in the suburbs of Changning.
Si Han was not surprised to see Jiang Shiyu arrive. He asked a servant to invite Jiang Shiyu in and slowly brewed a pot of tea.
As Jiang Shiyu entered the inner room, she smelled the faint aroma of tea.
"How did you know I was coming?"
Jiang Shiyu wasn't foolish. The man's demeanor clearly indicated he knew she would come and wasn't surprised at all, even brewing her favorite tea.
"It's always like this."
A hint of helplessness flickered across Si Han's cool, handsome face.
"I really have nowhere else to go. Only you, Ruofeng, can take me in."
Jiang Shiyu wiped her nose and sat directly on the chair beside Si Han.
Si Han was stunned.
Ruofeng?
He gazed deeply at Jiang Shiyu.
So this woman actually mistook him for Ruofeng?
No wonder she had come to him repeatedly, wanting to get closer to him.
But this Ruofeng...
It wasn't him.
Murong Cheng had bought this mansion years ago and kept Ruofeng's letters in the study. One sunny day, a servant took them out to air them and remove moisture, and Jiang Shiyu happened to see them. She had mistaken him for Ruofeng?
Si Han's pale lips parted slightly, wanting to tell Jiang Shiyu that he wasn't Ruofeng.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, for some reason, it turned into:
"Have some tea to ward off the cold."
He handed her the teacup.
Jiang Shiyu thanked him and took it, accidentally brushing his fingers.
She had just come in from outside, and her hand was actually warmer than Si Han's body temperature.
Jiang Shiyu was startled to touch such a cold hand for the first time.
"Brother Ruofeng, how is your health?"
"I've recovered much better over the years. You don't need to worry about me. It's getting dark. Are you planning to stay overnight tonight?"
"If you don't mind, I don't mind staying for a night."
The temperature in Haicheng had dropped today, only a few degrees. Jiang Shiyu didn't want to move. She didn't want to go back to Jingyuan and had nowhere else to go, so she came here.
"Have you had dinner?"
Si Han asked, and then, seeing Jiang Shiyu's cute gesture of touching her stomach, he chuckled helplessly.
"My diet is light. If you can't get used to it, you can go to the kitchen and make something yourself."
"I can eat it, I can eat it. I'm not picky."
Jiang Shiyu then remembered that she hadn't eaten much today and was starving.
Dinner was served half an hour later. She scooped a large bowl of rice and ate without saying a word.
After dinner, Jiang Shiyu and a servant started a fire together, throwing firewood into the charcoal basin, almost burning her hair.
Her hand was scalded, and a large blister formed.
"So careless." Si Han's brows furrowed, and he pushed his wheelchair over.
Before Jiang Shiyu could react, Si Han had already taken her hand.
Si Han asked a servant to get the medicine box and then carefully applied burn ointment to Jiang Shiyu's hand.
She didn't know what the ingredient was, but it felt cool and soothing when applied to her finger.
Jiang Shiyu, who had been feeling a burning pain in her finger, instantly stopped feeling the pain when Si Han held it.
She looked up at the man in front of her. "You don't seem to have changed at all..."
Still the Ruofeng from her memory.
Si Han was startled, and his mood sank. He gazed at Jiang Shiyu for a long time, and just as he was about to speak, some commotion came from outside.
The moment Murong Cheng entered, his expression instantly turned gloomy.
It was unclear if the man had brought the blizzard from outside with him, but a frosty, snow-like aura seemed to surround him.
When Jiang Shiyu saw Murong Cheng, she felt as if she had been caught in the act.
Then she remembered that she and Ruofeng hadn't done anything, so why should she feel guilty?
She glared angrily at Murong Cheng.
This man and Su Ziyue were embracing each other in the Murong family mansion!
A man and a woman alone in a room, and today she just happened to discover it.
Who knew how many times these two had been together before she discovered it!
Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyu was about to get up, turned her head away, and snorted coldly.
Murong Cheng should be the one feeling guilty, not her!
"Go home."
The man walked over without saying a word, grabbed Jiang Shiyu's wrist, and without another word, yanked her up.
"Murong Cheng! Let go of me!"
Jiang Shiyu's voice was choked. What right did he have!
"Every time you argue, you run to Si Han. Are you trying to tell me you have some improper relationship?!"
The man suddenly turned around, his face filled with rage, his voice deep with a hint of a growl, as if suppressing immense anger.
"Acheng, it's not what you think..."