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

Almost instinctively, Siyi stopped abruptly.

Ye Zhenghao was walking at the front, and he paused when he heard the manager's voice.

Zheng Muyan glanced at Siyi's pale face, his thin lips moving as if he wanted to say something.

But the words that were on the tip of my tongue never came out.

All three of them turned their faces away at the same time.

But when Siyi saw the person standing at the door, she hated herself for turning her face away.

Why is the world so small?

Maybe God just likes to play jokes on us?

What you least want to see, you are forced to see.

A man and a woman stood together at the entrance of the restaurant.

The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful.

They are a match made in heaven.

However, Yu Caiyi was clearly afraid of being followed by paparazzi, so she dressed very conservatively.

She was wearing a hat that covered most of her face and a pair of oversized sunglasses.

Today she wore only a simple pair of jeans that hugged her long, beautiful legs, and a simple t-shirt. The military green jacket made her skin look even whiter and more like jade.

Although most of her face was covered, her superstar aura remained undiminished.

Standing next to Jiang Yan, who was equally well-dressed, dashing, and exuded a uniquely casual and lazy air of arrogance, he seemed to be trying to hide his shyness.

"Let's go."

Ye Zhenghao was the first to react.

He was Siyi's older brother after all, and he noticed that his sister's expression was very abnormal.

Thinking that Zheng Muyan was unaware of her relationship with Jiang Yanhui, she instinctively grabbed Siyi's wrist and dragged her toward the window.

Siyi stumbled as Ye Zhenghao pulled her along, her heart pounding with anxiety.

The fierce emotions that had just subsided were now churning uncontrollably again.

She knew that if she continued like this, she would lose control of her emotions.

"What would you like to eat? Let's order."

Ye Zhenghao pushed Siyi to sit in a seat with her back to the door.

He had Zheng Muyan sit next to her, while he sat facing the door, tossing the menu to Siyi while his dark eyes remained fixed on the man at the door.

The cold, sharp light emanating from his eyes shot straight at Jiang Yan Hui.

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows, her deep eyes showing little emotion.

Yu Caiyi was standing next to him. At this moment, she leaned closer to his ear and lowered her voice, "Yan Hui, let's go inside first. It will be troublesome if paparazzi come later."

He hummed in agreement, but his gaze finally settled on the woman not far away.

Her deep eyes flashed, and she glanced at Zheng Muyan sitting next to her out of the corner of her eye.

His previously light-smirking lips suddenly darkened, and his large hands, which were tucked into his pockets, tightened.

"Yan Hui, try this. I remember you used to love it."

Yu Caiyi picked up a piece of meat from the fish's belly and put it into Jiang Yanhui's bowl, her voice exceptionally gentle, "How long has it been since we sat down and had a proper meal like this?"

Jiang Yan didn't react much, responding indifferently and instead asking, "How is Jiajia?"

Yu Caiyi paused slightly with her chopsticks in her hand, and after three seconds she said with a normal expression, "It's alright. After you left yesterday, Jiang Yansen came over, gave her a blood transfusion and left. Jiajia is fine now, but the doctor said she needs to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation."

She glanced at the man opposite her, her eyelids drooping, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Did he look at Jiajia?

He didn't look up, but asked casually, his slender fingers holding chopsticks as he poked at the food in his bowl.

Yu Caiyi's face suddenly turned pale. Jiang Yansen's words from yesterday still seemed to echo in her ears, but she didn't want to tell Jiang Yanhui at all.

"No." She pursed her lips, which were also a little pale.

Jiang Yan finally raised her head and glanced at her.

Seeing her pale face, he finally suppressed a sigh, but still said softly, "Caiyi, there are some things that you and I both know. Now that Jiajia is back, one day he will know who his biological father is. No matter how much you hate Jiang Yansen, blood ties cannot be severed."

"The swallows have returned..."

Yu Caiyi suddenly looked at him with some excitement. The man in front of her had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and was incredibly handsome. He was the man she had loved with all her youth and passion.

But even though the two of them are now in the same room, even though they are looking into each other's eyes, they can no longer see into each other's hearts.

She understood him less and less, and saw him less and less clearly. Ever since Jiajia was born, he had become more and more distant from her.

"Can you please stop being so cruel?"

She bit her lip, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "You were the one who insisted I give birth to Jiajia back then, and now you're the one trying to push me onto him? You know perfectly well that he forced me into it, you know perfectly well why I gave birth to Jiajia, it's all because of you. I've already said it, Jiajia's father is..."

"fief!"

Jiang Yanhui frowned, knowing what she was about to say. He interrupted her sharply and stood up from the stool.

Looking down at the tearful woman, he thought of the suffering she had endured, but still couldn't bring himself to say anything too harsh to her.

"Stop talking. We're not children anymore. You know what kind of family the Jiang family is. Right now, the old man in the family doesn't even know Jiajia exists. Do you think he would just sit idly by if he found out? I'm not forcing you to go with Jiang Yansen. You're doing very well now. I'll take good care of you in City A and make sure you have everything you need. I know what kind of person Jiang Yansen is. Even if he's a scoundrel, he won't touch you or Jiajia. Don't think about anything else."

Don't think about anything else.

Yu Caiyi chuckled bitterly to herself.

Is he reminding himself that there is no possibility for him and him anymore?

“Jiajia said she wants to see you.” She suddenly changed the subject, her previously agitated emotions seemingly calmed down a bit.

"Tomorrow."

The image from earlier kept replaying in Jiang Yan's mind, and she felt her heart was out of control and very restless.

He was getting restless and unconsciously squinted his eyes. "Caiyi, sit for a while. I'm going to the restroom."

As he spoke, he walked towards the door. When Yu Caiyi saw that he was about to leave, she called out, "Yan Hui, there is a restroom here."

But the moment he finished speaking, the door to the private room was pulled open by the man, and his tall figure flashed out of the room.

Yu Caiyi's stunningly beautiful face instantly tensed up, and the corners of her mouth turned down slightly.

Was he rushing out to see Ye Siyi?

Jiang Yan did indeed go to find Siyi.

He didn't expect that when he got downstairs, he would find that the window seat where three people had been sitting was already empty.

He panicked and grabbed a waiter, asking, "Where's the person sitting over there?"

The waiter was startled by his actions, and only after realizing what he had done did he stammer, "Young Master Yan... those three guests over there just left."

Jiang Yan cursed under her breath, pushed the waiter aside, and walked towards the restaurant entrance.

Siyi didn't have much of an appetite, so she quickly ate a little something and said she had a lot of things to do in the afternoon.

Just then, Ye Zhenghao received a phone call and had to rush back to the police station. He paid the bill and drove off, leaving Siyi and Zheng Muyan behind.

She didn't drive here today, and Zheng Muyan, holding his car keys, asked her with a smile, "Shall I give you a ride?"

Siyi glanced at him, and the words "No need" were already on the tip of her tongue.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the man running out of the restaurant.

Her heart skipped a beat. She didn't know why, and before her thoughts had fully formed, her actions were already a step faster.

She raised her face and smiled brightly at Zheng Muyan, sweetly replying, "Okay, thank you then, senior brother."

The bright sun shone on the earth.

The sunlight this season doesn't feel scorching, but it can feel stuffy at midday.

At this moment, Zheng Muyan was so stunned by the girl's smile that he was somewhat absent-minded.

She rarely smiled so sweetly at him, even though he didn't understand why the light in her eyes was gray when she smiled.

But none of that mattered, because her smile was so radiant. The sunlight accentuated her smile, and Zheng Muyan felt, in that instant, that he heard the sound of flowers blooming in his heart.

"Senior brother, what are you standing there for? Let's go."

Seeing that he was staring at her without making a move, while someone else was quickly catching up, she realized that he was still staring at her without making a move.

Without thinking, Siyi reached out and grabbed Zheng Muyan's hand, which was hanging by his side, and quickly walked towards his car.

Zheng Muyan trembled. The two had known each other for so many years, and although they had held hands before, this time was different.

This time, she took his hand first. Her palm was so soft, as smooth as the finest silk, and he felt a little slippery in his palm.

It was almost out of reach, so I tried even harder to hold on, my heart pounding.

He was almost thirty, but his heart pounded like a madman just because she was holding his hand, as if he were an eighteen-year-old boy with boiling blood...

He felt his heart melting.

Compared to Zheng Muyan's feelings at this moment.

Jiang Yan's handsome face was dark with a cloud of gloom.

He watched helplessly as that damned woman took the lawyer's hand and got into the car, his steps faltering as he tried to catch up.

Almost simultaneously, he clenched his fist and slammed it hard onto the hood of a car parked next to him.

A muffled thud.

The car alarm suddenly went off.

His eyes were dark and gloomy, and his hand, which was braced on the hood that he had punched and dented, had a noticeable splatter of blood...