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

Jiang Yan suddenly shouted coldly, stopping her from saying what she was about to say.

A few people were scattered around the two of them.

Besides Jiang Yan's assistant, there were several others who had escorted Yu Caiyi over earlier.

Upon seeing the two men's glaring expressions, he immediately and tactfully moved to the side.

"Are you sure you want to throw a tantrum right now? So many years have passed, some things have happened and that's it, you know that can't be changed? The most important thing now is to save Jiajia."

Knowing the grievances she had suffered, Jiang Yan felt bad for her.

The situation between the three of them has been like a dead knot over the years.

If anyone moves it, this knot will become even tighter.

Sometimes, just thinking about it makes his scalp tingle.

He pursed his lips, and seeing that Yu Caiyi was moved, he reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders, continuing, "Jiajia is your son. Think it over carefully. Do you want to delay his treatment because of your own impulsiveness? Think about how old he is. How long can he hold on in the operating room?"

Yu Caiyi's tear-filled eyes suddenly jolted.

She raised her bright, watery eyes and stared intently at the handsome man in front of her.

Outsiders might think that the second young master of the Jiang family is nothing more than a playboy who only knows how to play around with women.

But she knew that he was the only motivation that kept her going.

She couldn't help but reach out and wrap her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest.

Jiang Yanhui’s tall and strong body suddenly stiffened.

She held him tightly, her voice trembling with tears, making her sound even more pitiful.

"Okay, I'll hit him, I'll hit him. Yan Hui, I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say. You're right, I have to think about Jiajia, I have no choice, but Yan Hui, please don't push me onto him, okay? You know who my heart belongs to, I beg you..."

"Caiyi, please don't do this."

Jiang Yan's voice carried a hint of helplessness as she subtly pushed the woman in her arms away.

He took two steps back, looking at her. "Make the call first, okay? We can talk about other things later. Right now, save Jiajia, understand?"

Yu Caiyi nodded with red eyes.

She probably knew that her son's situation was not good. Although Jiang Yanhui did not give her a positive answer, she believed that he was not a cold-blooded and heartless person.

They had shared so many wonderful experiences together in the past, and he would never abandon himself like this.

She took a deep breath, beckoned her assistant to pick up her phone, and finally dialed the number.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered; the voice on the other end had a slightly sexy, husky quality.

Yu Caiyi was a smart woman, and her face immediately turned pale.

His hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he still tried his best to control his tone, "Jiang Yansen, Jiajia is in trouble, she needs a blood transfusion, you..."

"You only think of me now?"

The male voice on the other end of the phone had a cold tone tinged with sarcasm and disdain.

Yu Caiyi could almost picture him in some secluded paradise right now.

With annoyance at being interrupted, she said, "Yu Meiren, isn't that your son? What does he have to do with me?"

Yu Caiyi's face turned even paler, and her tone was already at its limit, "Jiang Yansen, don't go too far!"

"Am I going too far?"

The man chuckled, but the laughter was chilling. "Now you're saying I went too far? I remember when I went to America to find you two years ago, you made all those promises to me. I've remembered them all. Do you want me to repeat them to you now?"

—Jiang Yansen, stop dreaming! I, Yu Caiyi, will never acknowledge Jiajia as your son! He is mine and Yan Hui's child. I will never stand with you. Get out!

"what on earth do you want?"

I knew he wouldn't compromise so easily.

Yu Caiyi was also aware of the situation. Since she needed his help at this moment, she could only lower herself and be humble.

Jiang Yansen didn't waste any words with her. He sneered and said directly, "Jiang Yan is with you, right? Let him answer the phone."

Yu Caiyi subconsciously turned her face to look at Jiang Yanhui.

After hesitating for a moment, he covered the microphone with his hand before saying to Jiang Yan Hui, "Yan Hui, he wants to talk to you."

Jiang Yan was not surprised; he knew exactly what his good older brother was up to.

But now that Jiajia's life is at stake, there's nothing he can do.

He took the phone, walked a little distance away, and then spoke, "Speak, what is your request?"

Jiang Yansen laughed contemptuously, "Yan Hui, don't you find it ironic? You know perfectly well that he is my son, yet now you're begging me for his sake."

"Now that you know he's your son, do you want to watch him suffer like this? He needs your blood now."

"You only remember that he's my son when you need my blood? When Yu Meiren was in America those years, didn't you instigate her to prevent the child from acknowledging that I was Jiajia's biological father?"

Jiang Yansen's tone suddenly turned sharp, filled with his deepest resentment, yet still laced with biting sarcasm. "I know you're not convinced, but let me tell you, there's nothing you can do about it. You're destined to be a loser. Now you've lost everything, so I won't bother with you. You want me to save Jiajia? It's simple, give me that piece of land you have, and I'll go to the hospital right away."

Jiang Yan was not at all surprised that he would offer such terms.

He merely smiled faintly. "Do you know why Caiyi won't let you acknowledge Jiajia? It's because you've become so depraved. Do you think she'd be willing to let a drug dealer be the father of her son?"

Jiang Yansen's sore spot was touched, and his tone became even colder, "Is that so? I don't care. Whether I, Jiang Yansen, want a woman or a child, I have plenty of opportunities. Are you sure you want to keep arguing with me?"

"Okay, I agree."

Jiang Yan replied straightforwardly, "I'll be waiting for you at the company in three days. If Jiajia is alright, I'll give you the land I have."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Caiyi rushed over.

Her makeup was smudged from her tears, making her look somewhat disheveled. "Yan Hui, how are you?"

Jiang Yan handed the phone back to her, saying, "Don't worry, he should be here by now."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I'm leaving now. If Jiajia is alright, give me a call. I'll come see him tomorrow."

Yu Caiyi reached out and grabbed him, "Why are you leaving? Yan Hui, I don't want to face him alone..."

"You have to face him alone."

Jiang Yan hardened her heart, her brows furrowing. "Caiyi, do you know what kind of person Jiang Yansen is? There's no benefit for me here. He won't do anything to you now, since there are so many people here with you. Be good, you can't hide from him forever, can you? Besides, you've already brought Jiajia back."

"But I..."

"Okay, stop talking."

His tone was already tinged with impatience as he turned to the people around him and instructed, "Take good care of Miss Yu. Call me again if anything happens."

"Yes."

Everyone obeyed the order.

Jiang Yan pushed away Yu Caiyi's hand and walked towards the hospital entrance. Yu Caiyi watched his back as he walked further and further away, but his heart sank lower and lower.

Swallows return, swallows return... Am I drifting further and further away from you?

At the same time, in a hilltop villa on the other side of the city, a man dressed in casual home clothes stepped down the stairs with his long legs as his phone rang.

He picked it up without hesitation, held it to his ear, and gave a deep "hmm," then said, "Go on."

"Young Master, the Second Young Master has already stopped all the reporters who went there, and the reports..."

“I’ll tell you how to write it, and you’ll write it exactly how I tell you. Just because Jiang Yan Hui is the second young master of the Jiang family doesn’t mean I, Jiang Yan Sen, am not the eldest young master of the Jiang family. If you’re afraid he’ll lose his job, you’re afraid of me, and I’ll make you lose your lives!”

"Yes. I'll take care of it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yansen walked out of the living room.

The cool night breeze felt slightly chilly, but his sculpted features appeared even more somber and dark against the backdrop of the heavy night.

-

Siyi was distracted all day and was about to go crazy because of her own state.

Looking at the document in her hand, she knew she wasn't in the mood to analyze it anymore, so she simply closed it.

It was almost 11:30, and she thought she should grab something to eat first. She put on a coat and left the office. Not far from the door, Xiao Zhang was sitting, looking down at something.

Siyi thought she was looking at some case files, so she raised an eyebrow and tiptoed over. "What are you looking at?"

She put one hand on Xiao Zhang's back and reached out with the other to take the document in front of her. But when she picked it up, she found that it was an entertainment gossip newspaper.

"When did you start liking to watch this kind of stuff?"

Siyi glared at her, amused, and glanced at the gossip headline in the newspaper out of the corner of her eye. But the next second, she felt her whole body stiffen, and she was completely stunned.

The Jiang family has become a hot favorite; Young Master Yan and Beauty Yu have been secretly dating for a long time, and their mysterious son has finally made his appearance.

Below is a very fitting photo.

There wasn't even time to read the tiny words.

But the man in the photo had the most familiar, unruly figure. He was wearing the same clothes he wore when they parted yesterday, and he was driving the same flashy sports car. Facing the reporters' blinding flashes, he stood at the far end like a king, his handsome face showing a hint of impatience.

The woman in the other photo is also covering herself up, while the real protagonist, the "son," has his face blurred with a mosaic.

Siyi's hands were trembling.

She stared intently at the newspaper in front of her.

Too many images flashed through my mind, but only one voice echoed in my ears—

Jiang Yan Hui actually has a son... and he's her son with Yu Cai Yi...