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

A burning pain shot through my forehead.

Siyi's hand trembled, and she instinctively gasped, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her exclamation finally stopped the two men from fighting.

Jiang Yan was the first to react.

Because he was standing facing her, he noticed her injury in a flash and instinctively stopped what he was doing.

Zheng Muyan swung his fist and it landed squarely on his abdomen.

He winced in pain, but his body remained motionless, his dark eyes fixed on Siyi.

Zheng Muyan realized that he could have easily avoided the punch, but he still managed to take it.

Only then did he turn around suspiciously and see that Siyi had an injury on her forehead and blood was flowing down her cheek.

shocking.

"Siyi!" He turned pale with fright. "How did you get hurt? Does it hurt?"

Siyi held back her anger and tugged at Zheng Muyan's sleeve, "Senior brother, stop fighting, let's go."

Since she was already injured like this, Zheng Muyan naturally had no further objections and nodded repeatedly, "I'll take you to the hospital. I'm sorry, Siyi, I didn't mean to, I didn't know..."

"Stop talking, stop saying anything, let's get out of here quickly."

There are so many people here, the commotion is so great that people in the surrounding private rooms have come out and are standing aside watching the spectacle.

Everyone stared at her with curiosity, and she felt like an animal in a zoo.

Being stared at arbitrarily is an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Because it was Jiang Yan Hui who started the fight, no one dared to step forward. The fight went on for so long, and even the security guards didn't come up.

Someone in the crowd was still shouting, their tone ambiguous, "Young Master Yan is in a good mood today. It's rare to see you with such skill..."

"Heh, who is this guy? He's got some nerve, daring to fight you on your turf?"

"I think Young Master Yan only did it because of a woman, right? You mean that one..."

"Oh, Young Master Yan, what kind of woman has such a big face that she'd let you take action..."

…………

Those words, like tiny insects, burrowed into her ears.

She felt terrible and just wanted to leave as soon as possible. She didn't care about Zheng Muyan behind her. She lowered her head, covered her cheeks, and quickly walked out of the crowd.

Zheng Muyan picked up his coat that he had thrown on the ground.

He glanced at Jiang Yan Hui, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but there were too many people around, so he didn't say anything and quickly chased after her.

After the parties involved left, the rest of the people, seeing that there was nothing exciting to see and noticing that Jiang Yan's expression wasn't very good, all wisely left one by one.

The once bustling corridor quickly fell silent.

"A swift and decisive approach, I admire it, I admire it."

Leng Xiyu then leisurely stepped forward, making a fighting gesture while winking and saying, "How long has it been since you've gone to such lengths over a woman? That young lawyer from earlier was pretty, but there seem to be plenty of prettier women around you, Young Master Yan. Why are you so bothered by her?"

Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged; she simply spoke lazily, "I haven't had enough yet. How about we continue now?"

"Ah, it seems like the beautiful woman inside is calling me."

Leng Xiyu immediately reached out and pushed the door of the private room behind him, quickly escaping Jiang Yanhui's close attack range. "Young Master Yan, if you're feeling frustrated, go find someone else. I have beautiful women waiting for me to please them."

It was almost midnight when I left the hospital.

There were few people in the hospital. Siyi's forehead was not seriously injured, and the doctor bandaged it temporarily. To cover the wound, she let her hair down, but her bangs could only cover half of it.

"Does it still hurt?"

Zheng Muyan followed her out of the hospital, and the car was parked not far away. He couldn't hide his frustration. "I wonder if it will leave a scar, Siyi. I was just too angry."

"Senior brother, don't say that. I know you're only trying to help me." Siyi forced a reassuring smile. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. And the wound isn't very long, so it shouldn't leave a scar."

"Siyi, actually I..."

"Senior brother, it's already very late."

Seeing Zheng Muyan's hesitant expression, Siyi vaguely knew what he was about to say. Instinctively, she didn't want to overhear what he was saying, so she interrupted him, "Go back and rest. I'm really sorry about tonight."

"What a stupid thing to say."

Zheng Muyan was a shrewd man. He understood the meaning behind her words and felt a deep sense of disappointment, but he didn't say anything more. "What does this have to do with you? It's your senior brother's fault for not protecting you properly. Alright, you should go back now." He glanced at her car not far away and asked with concern, "Can you still drive?"

Siyi smiled and raised her hands. "I injured my forehead, but my hands are fine. I'm okay."

Even after she got into the car, started the engine, and the car slowly drove forward, Siyi still saw Zheng Muyan standing in the night in the rearview mirror.

His posture was upright, remaining perfectly still in the same position.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Actually, Zheng Muyan is a very good person; she knows that he has taken good care of her over the years.

But right now, she really doesn't want to think about things between men and women at all.

Moreover, she felt that she was quite capable of discerning the truth in this matter.

She knew that her feelings for Zheng Muyan were only those of a younger sister towards her older brother; she had never thought of anything more...

She sighed softly, and seeing that the light ahead was red, she slowly stopped the car.

She was just one more intersection away from home when she remembered her wound. She worried that if her family saw it when she got back, she would have to come up with an excuse.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she tried to cover her wound with her hair. Just then, she noticed a black car stop at the intersection across the street.

She subconsciously narrowed her eyes because the car looked familiar. An answer was about to come out of her throat when she saw the car door being pushed open and a familiar figure getting out of the car.

Siyi's heart suddenly tightened, and her eyes widened instinctively—

Not far away, a woman in a black dress was leaning slightly over and saying something to the man sitting in the back seat.

Actually, most of the view was blocked, but Siyi could still see from a distance that the person sitting in the car was a man. The driver respectfully got out of the car, helped the woman take out her suitcase, placed it aside, and bowed to her.

The woman smiled slightly, then stood up straight. She closed the car door, smoothed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, picked up the suitcase beside her, and walked in another direction.

Siyi was completely dazed, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow, and she couldn't believe it.

If she might have been mistaken the first time she saw it, then this time...

Just then, the red light turned green.

Without a second thought, she released the handbrake, stepped on the gas, and chased after the black car.