Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 437 Pain
Several uniformed people met at the stairwell, exchanged a few words, and then walked downstairs one by one.

If a few people like this appeared in another place, it would probably be in complete chaos.

However, the Yan family mansion was still the Yan family mansion. Even at this moment, the room remained quiet. When Butler Li escorted the group down, he maintained a composed and unassuming demeanor.

Several people's gazes gradually fell on Ji Yan, as if they all knew her identity in advance. They walked straight past her without asking a question and were seen out by Butler Li.

Seeing this, Ji Yan didn't ask any more questions and went straight back to her room.

However, she had only been back in her room for a short time when there was a knock on the door.

After hearing the response, Butler Li pushed open the door, looked at Ji Yan sitting by the window, and said, "Miss Ji, the old master wants to talk to you."

"I understand," Ji Yan replied, but remained seated without moving.

Butler Li glanced at her again, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Ji Yan remained sitting there quietly, looking at the scenery outside the window, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long while, she finally stood up slowly and, with her legs that had not fully recovered, walked with difficulty to the door of Old Master Yan's room, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ji Yan pushed open the door and immediately saw Old Master Yan, who was as calm and composed as ever, sitting on the sofa, quietly staring at a chessboard in front of him.

Ji Yan slowly stepped forward and sat down on the sofa opposite Grandpa Yan before asking, "Grandpa, what would you like to talk to me about?"

Grandpa Yan, still staring at the chessboard in front of him, asked without looking up, "Did you see the person who came to the house just now?"

"I saw it," Ji Yan answered truthfully.

Aren't you curious about what they're here for?

“I’m not interested in knowing any of this,” Ji Yan said.

Upon hearing this answer, Old Master Yan slowly raised his head and glanced at her, his cloudy eyes remaining as emotionless as ever. "Since when have you lost interest in even your brother's affairs?"

Ji Yan stared at him quietly for a long time before finally speaking: "The so-called brother is nothing more than a blood relationship. In fact, I have no feelings for him, and he doesn't value it much either, so why force it?"

Grandpa Yan slowly placed a chess piece on the chessboard before speaking again: "Do you think I called you back just to hear this kind of answer?"

Ji Yan's jawline shifted slightly. After a pause, she said, "Grandpa, I know what you want, and I've tried my best. But unfortunately, you've overestimated my importance in his heart. I can't influence him at all."

At this point, Ji Yan paused before continuing, "He's caused you trouble again, hasn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Yan chuckled, still appearing emotionless, and slowly said, "Your good brother is becoming more and more reckless these days. He actually took the initiative to provide the relevant departments with some inside information about the Yan Group's management, leading them to investigate me... Tell me, isn't that laughable?"

Upon hearing Grandpa Yan's question, Ji Yan's heart skipped a beat for a moment. After a pause, she said, "How could he possibly defeat you, Grandpa?"

“That’s what I originally thought too,” said Grandpa Yan. “But the fact that he dared to take this step shows that he really is willing to do anything.”

Ji Yan keenly sensed something, looked at Grandpa Yan, and said softly, "Even without me, Grandpa has ways to keep him in check... What he's doing is just a minor stunt."

"Are you speaking up for him?" Old Master Yan looked up at her again.

"How could that be?" Ji Yan said. "What right do I have to speak up for him?"

Grandpa Yan sighed slowly and said, "Brothers and sisters are just that. Even though he treated you like that, in the end, you still couldn't help but side with him... right?"

"I didn't!" Ji Yan denied it outright.

Grandpa Yan placed another chess piece in his hand, stared at the chessboard for a while, and then said, "You'd better not have one... otherwise, in the end, the one who will suffer the most is yourself."

Ji Yan paused slightly before speaking again, "What does Grandpa mean by this?"

Grandpa Yan slowly placed two more pieces before finally tossing them all back into the chess box. He looked up and said, "There are some things I didn't want to bring up again. After all, I raised him myself, and no matter how willful and reckless he was, I was willing to give him a chance until he got back on the right path. But right now, he's clearly completely out of control, so I have to remind him, hoping he won't forget the path he came from—"

"Will such a reminder be of any use? How could he possibly listen?" Ji Yan said slowly.

Grandpa Yan didn't answer her question. After a moment of silence, he suddenly looked up and asked, "You've been back for so long, has he talked to you about your mother?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yan's expression changed slightly, and after a long while, she replied with two words that sounded a little stiff: "No."

There really isn't one.

There haven't been any recently, and there were none before.

When she first returned, Yan Shiyu's attitude towards her was relatively normal. He would talk to her and try to evoke some of her memories of him as her brother.

But even in that atmosphere, he never mentioned their mother.

Not to mention that after his attitude changed later, the two of them didn't even have normal communication anymore, let alone mention the past that had completely disappeared from her memory.

"Oh, he didn't mention it at all," Old Master Yan continued. "Aren't you curious?"

“I don’t remember,” Ji Yan said. “Even if he brings it up, I won’t remember.”

Grandpa Yan said, "I mean, aren't you curious why he never mentions your mother? You've been back for so long, and he hasn't even thought of taking you to visit your mother's grave. Don't you find that strange?"

Ji Yan finally realized it belatedly.

She looked at Grandpa Yan and slowly asked, "What does Grandpa want to say?"

“I’ve said before that there are some things I didn’t want to bring up again,” said Grandpa Yan. “But he won’t listen to me, so I have no choice but to let you say it. I don’t want to ruin him completely, but you are also a party to this matter, and you have the right to know. It has come to this point, and you must know. Only in this way can we possibly stop him.”

Ji Yan's breathing tightened as she awaited what Old Master Yan was about to say. "He killed your mother."

……

When Gao Yan received Ji Yan's call, he felt somewhat lost.

Ji Yan hadn't called him for a while, but he still clearly remembered how much trouble she had caused him every time she called. So when he saw her call, he felt uneasy. But this unease was nothing compared to the current situation, so much so that he didn't know how to deal with his emotions and could only answer her call almost blankly.

Ji Yan's voice sounded somewhat low: "I left some things at Qiushuitai, and I want to get them back."

It turned out to be such a trivial matter. Gao Yan was in a daze for a moment before saying, "What did you forget? I'll have the driver bring it to you."

“It’s very important, I want to get it myself,” Ji Yan said.

Gao Yan responded, then checked the time, his gaze falling on the prominent 23 PM, before asking again, "Now?"

"Is it inconvenient? I'll go up and get it and leave. It won't bother him."

Ji Yan's voice was so low that it made Gao Yan feel uncomfortable, so he quickly said, "No, you can come over here."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yan immediately rushed to Qiushuitai.

However, Ji Yan, who said she would come right away, did not finally appear until nearly two hours later.

When Gao Yan finally picked up Ji Yan, he wanted to ask her something, but after glancing at Ji Yan's expression, he subconsciously shut his mouth.

Ji Yan's face remained expressionless as always. He couldn't predict what this young lady's mindset and purpose were at this moment, so he simply led the way quietly.

Once they were in the elevator, Ji Yan suddenly said, "It's so late, I hope I'm not disturbing your rest?"

"No, I am flattered." Gao Yan replied quickly.

"And what about Mr. Yan?" Ji Yan asked again.

"...No, not either." Gao Yan seemed to hesitate for a moment before giving his answer.

It wasn't until he entered the room that Ji Yan realized the reason for his hesitation.

Well, everything in the world has life, even a house.

Where there are people, there is vitality.

The house in front of her, though as brightly lit and spotless as ever, was completely different from when she usually came here.

It seemed as if no one had lived there for some time.

"It's so late, hasn't Mr. Yan returned yet?" Ji Yan asked, looking at the empty living room.

Gao Yan paused for a moment, then did not answer.

Ji Yan seemed to only then remember something, and replied, "Oh, I forgot... I suppose his and Miss Tang's love nest should be finished and they've moved in, right? Of course, only a space that one loves and decorates with one's own hands can be considered a true home. Compared to that, what is Qiushuitai? Are they already married? Such a big event, aren't they planning to announce it to the world and celebrate?"

After Ji Yan finished asking the question calmly, she turned her head and suddenly noticed that Gao Yan's expression had become very strange.

It was as if he was enduring some kind of pain, or as if he was trying his best to hide something and not let it erupt.

But she just looked at him and asked, "Is it that hard to answer?"

Gao Yan turned his face away and pondered for a while before saying, "No."

"Not what?" Ji Yan continued to press.

Much later, Gao Yan's voice was finally heard again: "They have broken up."

Ji Yan, having waited in vain for his reply, was losing patience and was about to get up from her wheelchair to go into the bedroom when she suddenly heard these words. Her whole body stiffened for a moment before she turned to look at Gao Yan, "What did you say?"

Since he had already spoken, repeating it again seemed like it wouldn't be difficult, but Gao Yan still took a long time before saying those words again: "They broke up."

After a long pause, Ji Yan gave a cold laugh and said, "Do you think I would believe that?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you," Gao Yan said. "From now on, they will have no relationship whatsoever."

Ji Yan looked at him quietly for a long while, as if she suddenly understood something, and said, "So... that's why he did it all, right?"

"What?" Gao Yan was a little taken aback.

"Because he lost Tang Xu and was in unbearable pain, he made such a crazy decision, forgetting even what he had done, and recklessly provoking his grandfather—"

Gao Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to begin. For a moment, he just stood there, stunned.

Ji Yan suddenly sneered, and when she looked at Gao Yan again, she simply said, "Where is he? I want to see him."

Gao Yan paused for a moment before saying, "How about tomorrow during the day? Come to the company during the day, and Mr. Yan will definitely see you."

Ji Yan laughed again and said, "That's true. Mr. Yan isn't someone you can just meet whenever you want. I was overestimating myself."

She turned to leave, but Gao Yan quickly grabbed her wheelchair, speaking almost through gritted teeth, "You know it's not like that! You know how much Mr. Yan cares about you, he would fulfill any request you make—but now, just now… I really don't know what state he's in… I don't know what methods he's using to cope with the pain… I really don't know…"

Ji Yan stared at him for a long time, still unable to stop laughing.

“Pain? He certainly deserves to be in pain,” Ji Yan said. “I really want to see for myself just how much pain he’s in!”