On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinzhao stopped speaking, piquing Song Jingshu's curiosity.

"But what?"

Yu Jinzhao's pair of clear, black-and-white fox-like eyes met her gaze seriously.

“Jing Shu, I don’t think I’ve told you this before, but actually, Si Qing and I became friends in the second year he became my bodyguard. He was very good to me for those two years, but on the eve of my departure from the country, he suddenly lost his temper with me, and we parted on bad terms.”

Song Jingshu frowned. "The night before you left the country, which was the day before your grandmother's accident, let me calculate. Oh right, the day after your unpleasant parting, you were sent abroad. The day you left, Master Si happened to be recognizing his ancestors."

"how do you know?"

"Master Si is the eldest son and grandson of the Si family. The day he was recognized as a member of the clan was a huge sensation. The news reports were all about him. I remember it very clearly," Song Jingshu said confidently.

“I remember the report said that Master Si’s memory was restored the day before he was to be recognized by his ancestors. That means he had already regained his memory the night he argued with you.”

Yu Jinzhao really didn't pay attention to these things. At the time, she was feeling down and depressed abroad, so she had no mood to read any news reports.

Song Jingshu guessed,

"Is it possible that after he regained his memory, he felt it was beneath him, the heir of the Si family, to be your bodyguard, which is why he argued with you?"

Yu Jinzhao was somewhat irritated. "I can't rule out that possibility, but after spending time with him recently, I've noticed that whenever I mention three years ago, he uses a certain..."

"What kind?"

Yu Jinzhao pondered for a moment and offered the most reasonable interpretation.

“He looked at me with an expression that made me feel unforgivable, as if I had done something to wrong him.”

If he were merely resentful about losing face as a bodyguard, his emotions would at most be anger, not something as complex as that.

That's why she suspected there was another reason behind his sudden change of heart.

Song Jingshu thought for a moment, "Then think carefully, did you do anything that night?"

A dark glint flashed in Yu Jinzhao's eyes, a hint of dejection in his voice. "That night was my birthday. I was attending my graduation ceremony at school, and Grandma was alright. I was so happy, everything was the same as usual. The biggest difference was that he suddenly lost his temper with me and yelled at me in front of many people..."

She was furious and yelled at him, asking if he was sick. He then dragged her into the woods, bit her, and threatened to bury her alive.

Looking back now, it feels like a nightmare, and it was from that day onwards that our relationship reached its current freezing point.

Song Jingshu stroked her chin, her round face showing a hint of inquiry.

"Based on my years of experience writing domineering CEO novels, this matter is indeed a bit mysterious. I suspect there might be some misunderstanding between you two. Why don't you ask him?"

Yu Jinzhao raised the corners of his eyes slightly and gave a wry smile.

She wanted to ask, but Si Qing reacted as if his sore spot had been stepped on when she mentioned three years ago. How could she dare to offend him?

But how could she persuade him to help if the problem standing between them remained unresolved?

Perhaps you can't ask directly, but you can try to probe indirectly.

Seeing Yu Jinzhao's worries, Song Jingshu couldn't help, so she changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about these troublesome things. I have some good news for you. I'm not writing any more melodramatic CEO romance novels. I've written a new book, a light and refreshing unrequited love story, with a cinematic feel. I've already written 100,000 words and just sent it to the editor-in-chief of Qingyuan Film and Television. Sister, I might become rich soon."

Qingyuan Film and Television is a well-known film and television media company in China. If Song Jingshu's manuscript is accepted, she will indeed gain both fame and fortune.

Yu Jinzhao was happy for her best friend, "Then remember to treat me to a big meal when the time comes, Writer Song."

"no problem."

Song Jingshu grinned, showing her big teeth. In the video, she was lying on the bed with her legs crossed, charging her phone while lying on her side. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door behind her, and her mother's cursing voice came through, complaining that she was still sleeping in and hadn't gotten up yet...

Song Jingshu was annoyed and muttered, "Get up, get up! Honestly, what young person goes to bed early and gets up early these days..."

Yu Jinzhao couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to Song's mother's complaints, her tone sharp and sarcastic. He inadvertently thought of Yan Qinxue.

That night, Yan Qinxue's sharp and sarcastic expression seemed familiar to her. Now, she suddenly realized that it was very similar to Song's mother's.

Song Jingshu got up to open the door for her mother.

"Sister, I'm hanging up now, otherwise my mom will see me talking to you and start bothering me to introduce her to rich guys again..."

Yu Jinzhao gave a thoughtful "hmm" and hung up the video call.

Song's mother and Yan Qinxue, one was an ordinary woman from the streets, and the other was a socialite from one of the four great wealthy families...

How could two people who are completely unrelated give her the feeling of being very similar?

Could it be that the pressure is too much and causing him to have delusions?

Yu Jinzhao didn't dwell on it too much. What was more important right now was how to resolve the issues between her and Si Qing so that she could gain his help.

I must ask him tonight.