He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Zheng Muyan was stunned for a moment, then turned his face to see Siyi's face growing paler and her lips trembling.

She gripped him with extraordinary force, her fingernails almost digging into his palm.

Zheng Muyan felt a pang of pain in his heart, knowing that she was enduring it all.

He had known her for so many years, and she had always been a calm and composed woman in his presence.

She seems to be able to solve any difficulty she faces very well.

But at this moment, her eyes, which were once full of confidence, were now red and filled with helplessness, pain, and suppressed emotions.

What kind of thing could have turned a once radiant woman into this?

"Siyi, tell me, what exactly happened?"

He didn't open the car door, but instead grabbed Siyi's hand and gently rubbed it with his thumb. "Don't hold back your grievances. Did this bastard bully you? Tell your senior brother. With your senior brother here, I will definitely not let you be sad."

Women have always been emotional creatures.

Even though Siyi didn't have romantic feelings for Zheng Muyan, they had known each other for so many years and were close friends. Hearing his gentle voice comforting her, her heart stirred, her eyes stung, and her throat tightened. She bit her lip tightly, trying not to let the tears fall.

“Drive… Senior brother, I don’t want to see him.”

She couldn't face Jiang Yanhui at this moment. She knew she was being selfish and had once again taken advantage of Zheng Muyan, but now she was in dire straits herself.

She had no time to think about anything else and urged Zheng Muyan to drive faster.

Zheng Muyan glanced at Jiang Yanhui outside the car again. He was still standing there, but even through the car window, one could feel that he was cold, with dark and deep eyes, and even his lips were tightly pursed.

Where was the slightest hint of spring in those peach blossom eyes now?

He just stared intently at Siyi in the passenger seat.

Zheng Muyan is also a man, and he has liked Siyi for many years. He knows that Jiang Yanhui's feelings for Siyi are not so innocent. As a man, he naturally has his own selfish motives in this situation.

Since Siyi had already said she was leaving, he didn't intend to confront Jiang Yan head-on. He glanced at the car blocking his way and figured he could probably drive out from the side. So he released the handbrake, stepped on the gas, and the car zoomed past the sports car in front of him, heading straight out of the parking lot.

Jiang Yan originally thought she would definitely get out of the car, but unexpectedly, she hugged and kissed that damned lawyer in front of her and then left.

He was furious and kicked the car wheel hard. He braced his hands on the car door, his handsome face, already tinged with anger, was now clouded with rage. His eyes seemed to hold a furious rage that could sweep everything away. It took him a while to remember that he should chase after them, so he quickly got into the car, started the engine, and drove out of the parking lot.

The high-performance sports car sped along the road. Jiang Yan gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his anxiety growing stronger. He irritably tugged at his collar, finally taking out a cigarette, lighting it, and taking several drags before he could slowly calm himself down.

With one hand gripping the steering wheel and the other holding a cigarette, he rested his elbow on the car window, rolled it down, and let the wind blow against his face. The cigarette between his fingers flickered in the wind, burning faster than ever. He had finally managed to coax Lin Zhenbiao home, and his first priority was to rush back to the hospital to see her. Actually, he had already consulted the hospital director about Ye Xiongming's condition. It wasn't hopeless; if a suitable heart could be found and he received a transplant, he could live for a few more years. As for his stroke, although the situation wasn't good, he was still conscious, so with proper treatment, he could gradually recover.

He knew that today's events were too sudden, and she definitely wouldn't be able to accept them. Plus, he had said those things in the hospital room earlier, so this woman was definitely angry. On the way here, he was still thinking about how to talk to her later. But he didn't expect that as soon as his car entered the parking lot, he would see her chatting and laughing with that damned lawyer.

For a moment, an uncontrollable surge of jealousy rose within him. The woman was clearly in the car not far away, and he had her firmly within his sight, yet he felt a sense of panic, as if she were sand slipping through his fingers, the harder he tried to grasp her, the faster she would slip away.

When he clearly saw her cold gaze through the car window, a gaze that clearly wanted to distance herself from him, he felt a stab in his heart. He wished he could just smash that car window with his fist and drag her out.

The closer she got to other men, the more distant he felt between them.

He had never felt so angry and helpless before. All he wanted now was to grab her and keep her by his side, never to be separated from her for a moment.

He pressed the accelerator harder, but the car in front had already disappeared. After thinking for a moment, he threw away the cigarette butt and made a phone call to Leng Xiyu.

Leng Xiyu was currently being pestered by Zhuo Qing to go shopping with her, being dragged around a women's lingerie store. Did this young master of the Leng family have no shame? He was in a real bind when he saw Jiang Yan's call. He breathed a sigh of relief and ran out under the pretext of answering the phone, but gritted his teeth at the caller ID. He answered irritably, his tone sarcastic, "Oh, Young Master Yan, what brings you calling me today?"

Jiang Yan knew, of course, that Leng Xiyu had been living in dire straits these past few days because Zhuo Qing had returned, and Jiang Yan had certainly played a part in it. However, he didn't have time to waste with words right now and said directly, "Don't you know people in the traffic police brigade? Find out for me right now where the Porsche with license plate 20xxx is."

Leng Xiyu chuckled dryly and said in a sarcastic tone, "Sorry, Young Master Yan, I'm currently being pestered by my little darling and don't have time to help you with such trivial matters."

"Yu, let's keep Zhuo Qing's matter separate. You were the one who plotted against me first, and now you insist on settling scores with me, aren't you?"

Leng Xiyu cursed, "Who abandoned me first? They left and then sent me to the police station, causing me to get a scolding from my older brother the next day."

Jiang Yan knew that Leng Xiyu was the most petty guy, and he had probably been tormented by Zhuo Qing these past few days. After thinking about it, she decided to back down.

After all, he needed his help now, and the man certainly wouldn't let it go without giving him some benefits. Fine, all he wanted to know was where that woman was, so he said without any principles, "Fine, it was my fault. So, Young Master Leng, could you forgive me this once?"

"Wow, that's rare." Leng Xiyu didn't expect Jiang Yanhui to relent so quickly and even apologize to him. Would the sun rise in the northwest tomorrow? Or would it rain blood? But he was a smart man. The only person in the world who could make Jiang Yanhui go to such lengths and be so generous in saying sorry to him was probably that woman named Ye Siyi.

When opportunity knocks, Leng Xiyu isn't about to let it slip by. He reached out and touched his nose, glanced at Zhuo Qing who was picking out underwear, chuckled, and said, "My request is simple: bring her back the way you brought her back."

Jiang Yan gave a cold laugh. "You're being too naive. Do you really think that if Qingqing goes back to America now, you can go back to your old life? Yu, just accept your fate. What's the point of keeping her hanging like this? Either you talk things out with Qingqing, or you find a proper girlfriend. Do you really not know what Qingqing is thinking? What do you mean by treating the symptoms but not the root cause? How many more years can you keep her here after sending her away? Don't you know that the girl isn't happy in America?"

Leng Xiyu was speechless for a moment after hearing what he said. Then, realizing that he had been scolded by Jiang Yan for no reason, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Hey, you're the one who needs my help. Why are you bringing up my business instead? Just tell me whether you agree or not!"

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and said without further ado, "Fine, if you insist on sending Qingqing back to America, I will naturally lend you a hand. Now call and find that car for me."

"Deal," Leng Xiyu said readily.

"five minutes."

"What the hell do you take me for? Do you think I'm your Doraemon, someone you can just do whatever you want?"

"Heh, I have no interest in being Nobita, but if you want to be Doraemon, someone by your side will be very happy." Jiang Yan replied with a double meaning, "Yu, if you want me to help you send Qingqing back, no problem. You help me find someone first, and I'll go see your mother tomorrow." The implication was that he had one more night to consider whether he really wanted to send his little witch away. Brother Zheng turned away, suppressing his anger.

He hung up the phone immediately after he finished speaking.

The tall, slender figure standing at the entrance of the women's lingerie store in the mall couldn't help but scratch his hair. Turning around to look at the girl inside, whose eyes were crinkled with laughter, he didn't know why, but his chest felt tight, a feeling he couldn't quite describe.

This is so annoying, I'd better make a call first!

Zheng Muyan and Siyi found a window seat at a restaurant not far from the hospital.

He looked at Siyi across from him, who seemed distracted, her brows furrowed with worry.

Only then did I realize that I had gone too far in insisting on dragging her out today. "Siyi, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to drag you out. I just wanted to have a meal with you since I'm going to be away for so long."

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said, "How about this, I'll ask the waiter to pack it up for us, and we can eat it back at the hospital, okay?"