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

This is a dream, this must be a dream!

Siyi kept telling herself this in her dream.

The scenes were too similar, the voice too familiar. She had never told anyone that she had had this dream many times over the past five years. Of course, today's dream included the first two scenes. Before, she could only dream of the cemetery, hearing that cold, somber female voice in her dreams, filled with resentment, disdain, and a chilling feeling. But how strange, even though she knew it was a dream, she couldn't wake up. She didn't even have the strength to cover her ears to avoid hearing that voice, so she could only listen to that voice over and over again.

But she was terrified. She wanted to shout, but it felt like her throat was stuffed with cotton, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

Finally, a soft sound came from somewhere, finally bringing this terrifying and absurd thing to a complete end.

All the scenes swirled into the air like a tornado, then dissipated, finally turning into thin air without leaving a trace. In the last instant before Siyi awoke, she strangely and suddenly saw clearly the face of the man in the scene.

That was the first and last glimpse in the entire dream.

But she wasn't surprised at all, because she had been perfectly lucid the whole time, so she knew who he was from beginning to end.

She opened her eyes and saw a dim bedside lamp still on. She slowly turned her face and saw the moonlight outside the window, which was shining on the windowsill like a thin white veil.

She reached out and gently pinched her aching temples, slowly propping herself up. Only then did she notice the time; she had only slept for an hour, meaning the dark night was not even halfway over.

But Siyi was completely awake. Her breathing was still shallow, and her heart was pounding like a heavy drum, or as if a huge boulder weighed down on her chest.

She sat on the bed for a while, feeling parched and as if she had just crawled out of the desert, severely dehydrated. She often had nightmares like this, waking up with a parched mouth, so she usually puts a glass of water on her bedside table before going to sleep. This time, she subconsciously reached out to touch it, but found nothing.

She suddenly remembered that things were a little different today, so when she rushed in, she didn't even pour herself some water.

She originally wanted to go out for a drink, but when she thought about the man outside, she held back.

Finally, lying on the bed, she stared blankly at the ceiling, her fingers involuntarily moving to her chest, where a pendant lay quietly. Her soft, white fingertips gently touched the pendant, her heart filled with a myriad of emotions that she couldn't describe...

Siyi didn't get a good night's rest. As usual, she had a nightmare and couldn't fall asleep for most of the night. She also felt unwell when she woke up in the morning. However, she had taken the day off, so she didn't have to go to work today.

She was about to wake the two little ones when she unexpectedly heard voices coming from the dining room. She pulled her light coat tighter around herself and went over to take a look. She saw Tian Tian lying on the dining table, while Bei Bei's small figure was jumping around in the kitchen. And of course, there was a tall, slender figure that she knew all too well.

The two, one big and one small, were fiddling with something, but judging from Bei Bei's voice, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Uncle, is this okay? It's so hot!" The little guy stood on tiptoe, and somehow touched something, and his little fingers reflexively pinched his earlobe.

"You got burned?" Jiang Yan quickly put down the bowl in her hand, grabbed his hand and looked at it. Her tone was more anxious than ever before. "Didn't I just tell you not to touch it? You got burned, didn't you? Here, rinse it with cold water first, then you and your sister go sit at the table. Uncle will be ready soon."

"Uncle, is what you made edible?"

"You brat, are you looking down on me? I guarantee it'll taste better than your mom's. Go wake your mom up and tell her it's breakfast time."

"Then give me two more slices of toast as a delivery fee."

"Okay, here are two more slices for you." Jiang Yan smiled softly, her eyes and brows full of warmth. As soon as he stood up, he saw Siyi standing not far away. He was slightly taken aback, then smiled casually at her, but spoke to Beibei, "Your mother is up, hurry up and go sit down."

Beibei turned her head and, sure enough, saw Siyi. She happily called out, "Mom, good morning!" Then, without any awkwardness, she added, "Uncle said he'll be making breakfast for us today!"

Blood ties are the most wondrous thing in the world. Sometimes, even if you don't want to admit it, the facts will still force you to.

Even if separated by thousands of miles, even if we haven't seen each other for many years, when we meet again, we can't help but blend together...

Siyi hadn't slept well all night, and now her temples were throbbing with pain. Especially seeing Jiang Yanhui acting like this was his home, with that ridiculous apron tied around his waist, so out of place with his usual dashing demeanor, yet he was getting along so well with the two children.

Then look at the daughter sitting obediently at the dining table. These seemingly heartwarming scenes, when combined, somehow create a very strange scene.

In the end, it all turned into an unbreakable, insurmountable curse that haunted her for years.

She had an impulse to walk over and kick the man out, but it was just a thought. In front of her two children, she naturally restrained herself.

"Go sit down with your sister. Didn't I tell you that children can't just go into the kitchen?" Siyi walked over, patted Beibei's little shoulder, and looked displeased.

Beibei knew he broke a lot of plates every time he went into the kitchen, but his mother hadn't forbidden him from going into the kitchen before, had she? He wanted to argue, but he swallowed the words back because he saw that his mother seemed very unhappy. He immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I'll go keep my sister company now." As soon as he finished speaking, he dashed out of the kitchen.

"Why haven't you left yet?" As soon as the child left, Siyi's face grew even colder, and she gave Jiang Yan a rude dismissal, saying, "I didn't say I wanted to have breakfast with you."

Jiang Yan got up early to prepare, just so that the family could sit down together for breakfast. How long had it been since she had felt this way?

For so many years, he almost never ate breakfast because he hated being alone at a long table with a table full of food, only to be eaten by himself. It was as if he were an abandoned person. Outsiders thought that Jiang Yanhui had everything in the world, but they didn't know that the kind of love he wanted, which seemed so simple to ordinary people, was harder than climbing to heaven for him.

But things are different now. He now has two children and has found her again. He got up early this morning and, for the first time ever, cooked breakfast himself, just so that the family could have a normal breakfast.

Siyi's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing his enthusiasm and expectations. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable. But then his eyes caught sight of the necklace around her neck, and in an instant, all the gloom in his heart vanished.

Although he forced her to put it on yesterday, he was genuinely afraid that she would tear it off without thinking. Unexpectedly, she still wore it.

Jiang Yanhui usually appears cold and emotionless to outsiders, but his joys and sorrows are all revealed in Ye Siyi, and his most frequent expression towards her is one of wicked arrogance.

With a raised eyebrow, he reached out and picked up a plate of toast in front of him.

He gently tugged at her nose and smiled slightly. "Honey, if you really don't want to have breakfast with me, it'll be hard to explain to the kids. They all think we've rekindled our old flame and are living together now. And our son said he absolutely supports me pursuing you. I think even if I tell him right now that I'm his father, he'll accept it."

Siyi's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively turned to look at the two children outside, making sure they hadn't heard anything, before slamming the kitchen sliding door shut. She glared at Jiang Yanhui warningly, "You'd better watch your words. Don't say anything in front of the children! Otherwise, I won't let you see them again!"