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

"No."

She even smiled at him, rubbed her eyes, and said casually, "I went to see Lu Fengcheng today and basically figured out your case, but there are some things I can't figure out, so I was walking around and got lost, so I ended up here. How did you know I was here?"

Jiang Yan knew that she wasn't simply lost, but he also knew that she didn't want to say anything right now, so he didn't force her.

He pulled her to her feet and walked towards the car. "When you said you would take over my case last time, I sent a few people to protect you secretly."

Siyi's heart skipped a beat, and she nervously gripped his hand. "You sent someone to secretly follow me?"

"Okay." Jiang Yan helped her fasten her seatbelt. Seeing that her expression was a little pale, he frowned. "What's wrong? Didn't you tell me last time to send someone to protect you secretly?"

“…No.” Siyi said stiffly, “It’s just…where are they?”

“I’ll protect you secretly.” Jiang Yan reached out and flicked her cheek, then smiled. “Don’t worry, my people are very well-mannered. They won’t interfere with your daily life without my permission.”

Siyi asked nervously, "Can you hear me when I talk to people?"

"Who did you see?" Jiang Yan started the engine and glanced at her sideways. "Why are you so nervous? Did you see someone I don't like?"

Siyi carefully observed Jiang Yanhui's expression. His peach-blossom eyes held no extra emotion. She secretly guessed that the people he sent at most knew she had visited the cemetery and met her parents, but certainly didn't know what they had said.

Thinking about it this way, she breathed a slight sigh of relief, shook her head and said, "I only met my parents."

Jiang Yan gave a perfunctory "hmm," but suddenly changed the subject, "Are you hungry? Shall I take you to get something to eat?"

Siyi subconsciously clenched her hands at her sides, took two deep breaths, and suppressed all her emotions.

"Jiang Yan, I'm not hungry, but I suddenly feel like singing. Let's go sing at a nightclub. I haven't sung in a long time."

It has indeed been a long time since she sang. Since graduating, she seems to have lost all interest in it.

But tonight she suddenly felt like singing.

"Now?" Jiang Yan looked at her with some surprise.

"Well, now."

He finally smiled and said okay, then turned the steering wheel and drove the car to his entertainment venue under the Golden Throne brand.

It wasn't too late, but it wasn't too early either. When they arrived, many private rooms had already been booked, but since Jiang Yan would be making a personal appearance, that wasn't a problem.

The manager quickly went out of his way to find them a top-class private room.

As soon as Siyi entered the private room and picked up the microphone, she seemed to instantly perk up. She pounded the microphone and said, "Jiang Yanhui, I'm the karaoke queen tonight!"

Jiang Yan sat back down on the sofa and opened a bottle of red wine. "Okay, you sing."

"What? You don't like to sing? You sang quite well last time." She was referring to the night they were in the university's music classroom.

Jiang Yan glanced back, her eyes flashing slightly. She was only focused on pouring herself a full glass of wine, taking a small sip, and said casually, "Didn't you say you were going to sing? I'll have a good listen to you sing first."

Siyi wasn't being coy. By this time, she had already forced herself to put everything behind her and seemed genuinely happy. She picked a few warm-up songs for herself, including songs by Jolin Tsai, Fish Leong, Stefanie Sun, and Faye Wong—almost all must-sing songs in karaoke.

Jiang Yan sat on the sofa, one arm around Si Yi and the other holding a wine glass, occasionally taking a sip of wine while listening to her sing.

I already knew she was a pretty good singer last time. This woman's voice isn't that great, but she's very expressive and has accurate pitch. When she sings, she has her own unique style.

Siyi sang three songs in a row. She didn't know many songs, but she had heard a lot of them, so she could hum a few lines of almost any song with lyrics displayed on the screen. When she was almost done singing, she pushed Jiang Yan back to select songs. Jiang Yan, still smiling casually, got up and selected a few. He sang while holding Siyi, his voice deep and pleasant, especially captivating when singing English songs. After he finished, Siyi couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "Not bad."

Jiang Yan gave her a meaningful look, then lowered her head and kissed her on the cheek.

She smiled and stretched out her arms. Siyi's heart skipped a beat; she had no idea what that feeling was like.

Actually, she could sense that Jiang Yan was a little different tonight. He had become very silent, but he always managed to hide his emotions very well, so she couldn't tell what was wrong with him.

But she knew he must have something on his mind.

She didn't want to ask or know anything; she just wanted to have this one night with them.

So he smiled and nudged Jiang Yanhui, deliberately putting on a stern face, "Jiang Yanhui, are you used to coming to places like this to find hostesses? You come in and start hugging and kissing them."

Jiang Yan snorted, "If you're looking for a young lady, you can't just leave it at that." As he spoke, his large hand, which was on Si Yi's shoulder, reached down and slipped into that warm, soft jade. Before Si Yi could even utter a sound, his mouth was already covering hers.

Jiang Yan pressed Si Yi down on the sofa, their breaths mingling, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.

Music still filled her ears, but his scent filled her nostrils—the aroma of red wine mingled with his distinctive tobacco, subtly enveloping her heart and slowly seeping into her very being. Siyi felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly; for a moment, she seemed to forget to breathe, numb with pain, yet she didn't forget to respond to his kiss.

Her throat tightened, and she was about to burst into tears when the speakers on either side of the large screen suddenly trembled. Someone's hand had been pressing on the remote control, and the music suddenly became very tranquil. Both of them were startled. Siyi quickly pushed Jiang Yanhui away, stiffly turned her face away, pointed at the screen, took a few breaths, grabbed the microphone, and said, "The song I requested."

Before she could even hear the intro, Siyi instinctively asked, "Have you heard this song before?"

"No."

Siyi smiled, her smile appearing indifferent yet alluring in the darkness. She said, "That's perfect, you won't even know if I sing off-key."

She sat next to him and sang that song with great focus, her eyes almost glued to the big screen. Jiang Yan put his hand on the sofa behind her and watched her quietly.

"When the heart is weary and the tears are dry, this deep affection is hard to let go. We once had each other, until the end of time, but now I can no longer see you. Day and night, this love will never end. I never thought we could embrace again. How can I hold on to someone until old age? How can I face everything? I don't know. I can't forget the painful longing of the past. Why do you come again, making my heart beat faster? How can I stop loving you? You should understand tonight. My wish is hard to end, my love is hard to end."

After Siyi finished singing, she turned to look at Jiang Yan and asked, "Was it good?"

Jiang Yan reached out and lifted Siyi's chin. "What memories make you feel painful?"

Siyi looked at Jiang Yanhui. His narrow, slightly upturned eyes shone with a probing blue light in the darkness. When Siyi looked into his eyes, she felt a sense of resignation, as if God had been holding her hands and guiding her forward.

But when she stood before him, he delivered a harsh blow, telling her, "Ye Siyi, you're wrong. This man is your nemesis. You can't be with him."

But if it's not possible, why did you lead her in the first place?

Why aren't you answering my question?

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes. Because the private room was too dark, he seemed not to see the turbulent emotions churning in Si Yi's eyes at this moment.

Siyi's fingers trembled involuntarily. She swallowed the bitterness in her throat, opened her mouth as if to speak, but the piano prelude to the next song began. She turned back to look at the screen, but froze, murmuring, "People's memories are always a mix of good and bad."

Jiang Yan didn't seem to have heard clearly, and didn't say anything more. She turned to look at the screen; the song wasn't from a music video, but a recording of a concert. Mayday's lead singer stood on stage, microphone in hand, quietly listening to the intro. The camera panned across the audience, showing fans with expressions of piety and excitement.

The lyrics on the screen began to scroll: "I'm most afraid of the sudden silence, most afraid of a friend's sudden concern, most afraid of memories suddenly churning and twisting with unbearable pain, most afraid of suddenly hearing news of you..."

Jiang Yan looked back at the dazed Si Yi, "You don't know how to sing this song?"

Siyi picked up the microphone and brought it to her lips, somewhat dazed.

"If longing had a sound, I wouldn't want it to be a sorrowful cry. Now, I finally belong to myself, and only tears can't deceive myself..."

As Siyi sang, she began to cry. Large tears streamed down her cheeks, and every word that followed carried a bitter taste: "We were like the most beautiful song, turned into two sad movies. Why did you take me on the most unforgettable journey, only to leave me with the most painful souvenir..."

If she had suppressed all her emotions before, at this moment, she could no longer bear it.

It turns out she was just an ordinary person after all. She thought she could control her emotions well, but what could she do? She couldn't hold back anymore.

She was in so much pain, she was in so much agony, but she didn't even dare to cry...

"...We were so sweet, so beautiful, so trusting, so crazy, so passionate in the past..."

A familiar large hand suddenly came across, and Jiang Yan snatched the microphone from Si Yi's hand and threw it on the ground. She then leaned down and pressed Si Yi onto the sofa.