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

He had said "I'm sorry" to himself occasionally before, but she had never felt it as strongly as she did at this moment.

She felt wronged, suppressed, and needed an outlet, but she couldn't find one. At that moment, his three deep words seemed to open a hole for her, allowing the pent-up emotions she had suppressed all day to burst forth instantly.

How could I not feel wronged?

How could one not care?

She had always refused to admit it, but the memories and feelings were too overwhelming, wave after wave crashing against her reason. It was so painful—she had loved so painfully, and she had let go so painfully. She had thought countless times about what it would be like to meet him again, to cry her heart out in his arms, to pour out all the pent-up grievances in her heart, if only…

But she is Ye Siyi, and she is incredibly stubborn. She would rather suffer unbearable pain than utter a single word.

However, at this moment, she felt as if the protective layer she had been wearing had been stripped away by him in an instant, exposing all her hidden vulnerabilities and struggles, which she couldn't hide in time.

Tears streamed down her face. Her fingers, hanging limply at her sides, twitched, but she lacked the strength to lift them to wipe them away.

Her breath was near her ear, shallow and light, warmly brushing against her face. When her body was finally turned around, she was still a little dazed, and everything in front of her was so blurry. Through a tear, Siyi felt Jiang Yanhui's soft lips fall on her lips.

In an instant, memories surged like a tidal wave, sweeping everything away. Her mind went blank, and she instinctively clung to him tightly.

She couldn't breathe, afraid that each breath would cause her to choke.

After so long, she really thought she had forgotten, but it turns out she still remembered, remembered everything she once had, so beautiful, so wonderful.

Five years ago, she loved this man. Five years later, she thought she would never fall in love again, but when she met him, she was hopelessly in love again. Jiang Yan held her tightly, as if he had never let go. How could he let go? This woman was his life, and he almost greedily absorbed her essence.

Siyi, on the other hand, was like someone drowning in water, powerless to struggle or resist, simply wallowing in an inescapable state.

When the kiss ended and they stopped, both of them were a little out of breath. Unlike any time before, Siyi didn't resist his touch. Her hands were still tightly gripping the sides of his shirt, and her cheeks were streaked with tears. Jiang Yanhui reached out and cupped her cheeks, kissing away her tears little by little. At first, Siyi resisted such an intimate gesture and subconsciously shrank her neck. But Jiang Yanhui wasn't about to let her escape. He held the back of her neck with one hand and tightened his grip slightly, his gentleness mixed with his usual domineering nature.

“Baby, you have no idea how touching it is when you cry in front of me.” His nose touched hers, his deep voice was a little hoarse, but exceptionally sexy. “You’re always so stubborn and unwilling to give in front of me, and even when you cry in my arms, it feels so special to me. What can I do? I can’t let you go anymore.”

This man can say such sweet words without blushing or panting at all, but Siyi's skin isn't as thick as his.

She had been a little emotional just now, and hadn't resisted his hugs and kisses at all. Now, hearing what he said, she felt even more embarrassed and couldn't help but push him away, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about, let go of me first."

"I won't let go." This person was clearly taking advantage while acting innocent. "I finally managed to hold you in my arms, how could I let go? I want to hold you forever. Baby, please don't be angry with me, okay? Actually, everything before was a misunderstanding. I'll explain it to you slowly. I promise that everything I say is true, absolutely no falsehood."

Even if she still had a tenth of a doubt about him before, Ye Zhenghao's words just now completely dispelled her last bit of concern. She was a woman with a heart, and she could see how he had treated her all this time.

Even if he was wrong five years ago and had hurt her unreasonably for a period of time, Siyi still clearly understood his perspective on the matter back then.

Actually, she didn't hate him at all; she just never dared to see him again.

"I already know."

She turned her face away, gently biting her lip, her voice low, "I know you didn't really marry someone else, but I've told you before, no matter what, you can't hurt the two children. You know what happened today..."

"I know I know."

Jiang Yan reached out and pressed her hand to her lips, her brows furrowed with heartache and regret. "I didn't handle this matter well. It's my fault. You and the child were so frightened. Ying Rui helped me three years ago, and she has been studying abroad all these years. I have never really treated her as a woman. I have always thought of her as just a little sister. When she finishes her studies and comes back, I will explain things between her and her parents. The Ying family has helped Jiang's a lot over the years, so I can't afford to break ties with them."

“Your business is your business, my bottom line is our two children.” On the issue of the children, Siyi was naturally unwilling to budge an inch, but her words always seemed to carry a hint of bitterness, “A woman won’t help you like this for no reason. Can you honestly say you don’t feel anything at all?”

That Ying Rui clearly loves Jiang Yan Hui very much. How could a woman like her, a master of romance, not see the feelings a young girl has for him? Her eyes sparkled at the mention of Jiang Yan Hui's name, like the bright stars in the night sky, their light filled with deep longing. She was a woman herself, how could she not see it?

Jiang Yan looked intently at Si Yi with her long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes. After a moment, she raised the corners of her lips in an ambiguous manner. "Baby, why do I smell a hint of jealousy? I don't deny that little girl has feelings for me, but haven't I given you my body and my heart? Do you want me to take them out and show them to you?"

As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest in a frivolous manner, his handsome, wicked face getting closer and closer. "If you're really worried, take it out and take a look. There must be the three words 'Ye Siyi' engraved on it."

"You're so irresponsible." Siyi forcefully pulled her hand away, glaring at him with annoyance. "I'm talking to you properly."

"I'm listening." The man's obsidian-like pupils were fixed on Siyi's eyes. "Siyi, I've investigated the necklace matter thoroughly. As I told you before, I will give you a proper explanation."