Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

"Snap—"

Si Yuan, unable to bear it any longer, slapped Xiang Mingche hard across the face.

Xiang Mingche covered his face and looked at Si Yuan in disbelief, his expression gradually turning terrifying. "This is the second time you've hit me for Bo Yusen's sake."

Si Yuan trembled with anger, her face expressionless. "What happens between Bo Yusen and me is between us. If you speak rudely to him again, don't even mention it a second time. I'll hit you every time you say it—"

Although Si Yuan's slap landed on Xiang Mingche's face, it hurt him more than if a knife had been used to cut into his heart.

Looking at Si Yuan's slender and beautiful figure, Xiang Mingche clutched his chest and shouted, "Do you love him that much?"

Xiang Mingche didn't believe it—

Not long after Si Yuan broke off her engagement with him, she completely forgot about him and fell in love with another man.

But what he didn't know was that he had personally caused Si Yuan to be covered in wounds.

It was Bo Yusen who, through his actions, gradually healed Si Yuan's wounds.

He caused all of this himself.

Si Yuan stopped and looked coldly at Xiang Mingche, her tone firm, "Yes, I love him that much. I would do anything for him, so... don't let me hear you say bad things about him again."

Si Yuan walked into the house indifferently, as if even glancing at Ming Che was annoying.

Xiang Mingche felt a sharp pain in his chest from Si Yuan's disgusted gaze.

"Hold--"

He let out a low growl of impotent rage, his eyes stinging, and he tilted his head back to keep the tears from falling.

At the same time, Si Yingying went into Si Yuan's room under the pretext of going back to her room to get something.

Si Yuan's room was still the same as before, with no changes.

These past few days, Xiang Mingche hasn't given her any money, so she's short on cash and is thinking of taking some of Si Yuan's things to sell.

Surprisingly, Si Yuan didn't even have a single expensive accessory.

Bo Yusen gave his mother a necklace worth three million; surely he wouldn't have given Si Yuan nothing at all.

Si Yingying saw a pair of pearl earrings worth over 200,000 yuan. Even a small amount is still something, so she took them.

He also took a necklace worth 500,000.

I dared not take more, for fear that Si Yuan would find out.

Suddenly, she saw a red diary in the bedside table drawer.

Si Yingying scoffed, "What era are we living in? What kind of good person still keeps a diary?"

Given Si Yuan's reserved and introverted personality, her records would definitely focus on her relationship with Bo Yusen.

Si Yingying picked up the notebook and flipped through it casually.

Then it got slower and slower.

The initial contemptuous smile on his lips gradually turned into a crazed, triumphant one.

Oh--

Si Yuan, Si Yuan, I'll see how you survive this time!

Having caught Si Yuan in a compromising situation, Si Yingying straightened her posture more while eating.

Seeing Si Yingying's barely concealed joy, He Shuqing couldn't help but ask, "Yingying, what's making you so happy?"

Si Yingying glanced at Si Yuan triumphantly, and thinking about Si Yuan's miserable days ahead, she wished she could jump up and sing "Today is a Good Day" right away.

"Today is my mother's birthday, and our family is reunited. Of course I'm happy."

Si Qingwan glanced indifferently at the absent-minded Xiang Mingche, then turned her gaze to the happy and smug Si Yingying.

"Yingying, you and Mingche have been married for a while now, when are you planning to have a child?"

Si Yingying pouted, "I'm still a child, I don't want to have children so early."

Si Qingwan frowned, "How can that be... As a daughter-in-law of the Xiang family, of course I should carry on the Xiang family line in time."

Pedantic.

Si Yingying felt that Si Qingwan was simply an old-fashioned and traditional person in this regard.

Seeing that Xiang Mingche didn't speak, Si Yingying kicked him under the table.

Upon hearing Si Qingwan mention the "child," Xiang Mingche subconsciously glanced at Si Yuan.

He remembered when he and A-Yuan went to the orphanage to volunteer before—

Ah Yuan is kind-hearted and soft-hearted; she feels an overwhelming sense of sympathy when she sees the little ones looking so pitiful.

She wanted to take all the little orphans home.

That's obviously unrealistic.

Seeing that A-Yuan's eyes were red, he tried to cheer her up, saying, "Our A-Yuan loves children so much, let's have a few more in the future."

When Si Yuan gets angry, she will hit Ming Che and yell, "You're talking nonsense!"

"Then let's have a boy and a girl, the boy will look like you, and the girl will look like me... Our family of four will be together forever, never to be separated."

Si Yuan was amused. "You've got it backwards! Isn't it supposed to be that girls look like me and boys look like you?"

"It would be better to do it the other way around. If a boy is as beautiful as you, he won't have to worry about finding a wife in the future. If a girl is as strong as me, she won't have to worry about being bullied in the future."

Memories are both sweet candy and deadly poison.

For Xiang Mingche at this moment, those beautiful memories are like sweet poison.

Seeing that Si Yuan didn't even glance at him, Xiang Mingche clenched his fists, smiled slightly, and said, "Our family isn't in a hurry. Yingying and I would rather enjoy our time together as a couple than have children."

Si Yingying was initially angry because Xiang Mingche kept staring at Si Yuan, but upon hearing this, she instantly became happy.

She immediately chimed in, "Yes, Mom. Besides, Sister Aofu hasn't had a child yet. If you're going to urge someone, you should urge her first. Why are you urging us first?"

Si Aofu was in a bad mood all day, but she never expected that she would be betrayed by Si Yingying at the dinner table.

Si Aofu's face was even more unpleasant than before. She slowly put down her chopsticks and said, "Mother, Aunt Shuqing, I'm finished eating. You can continue eating."

Si Aofu got up and left, and Si Qingwan didn't say anything, seemingly not caring about Si Aofu's feelings at all.

Si Yingying was puzzled. "What's wrong with Sister Aofu?"

She was just making a joke to shift the focus of the argument, wasn't she?

Who is Si Aofu giving a hard time to?

He Shuqing sighed, and Si Yuan put down her chopsticks and stood up. "Mother, I'm done eating too."

Watching Si Yuan walk towards Si Aofu, Si Yingying became even more depressed.

What the hell?

Unable to see Si Yuan, Xiang Mingche lost his appetite and simply made an excuse to leave.

Si Yingying: "..."

No, what do these one and two mean?

Seeing Si Yingying's bewildered and angry expression, He Shuqing was afraid that she might say something even more offensive in the future, so she told her something...

the other side.

Si Aofu looked at the flowers in the garden and found them irritating no matter how she looked at them.

Noticing someone behind her, she said coldly, "What? Came out to laugh at me?"

Si Aofu and Fu Qidong have been married for several years but have no children. This is not due to Fu Qidong's problem, but rather Si Aofu's health condition.

The hospital examination revealed that her ovaries had atrophied, making it difficult for her to conceive.

Si Aofu has seen both Chinese and Western doctors over the past few years, but there has been little effect.

"Will Fu Qidong hit you again?"

At the mention of Fu Qidong, Si Aofu's eyes widened in fury. She grabbed Si Yuan's collar and said, "You're so smug, aren't you? You think you've found a doting and loving Bo Yusen, while I'm being abused, so you're here to laugh at me?"

"I did not mean that……"

Si Yuan grabbed Si Aofu's hand, "Domestic violence is either zero times or countless times. If Fu Qidong hits you once, he will definitely hit you a second time. If you want a divorce, I can help you."

Si Aofu looked at Si Yuan as if she were a monster. "Si Yuan, I didn't expect you to be such a saint. I treated you so badly, and you still want to help me?"

Si Yuan took a deep breath. "There's a misunderstanding between us, and you're my older sister."

Si Yuan could scheme against Si Yingying because she had no feelings for Si Yingying at all.

But Si Aofu is different.

Si Aofu has always doted on her and loved her since she was a child. To her, Si Aofu is the closest and best older sister.

When she was little, she was naughty and would fall and get hurt, and when she was punished, Si Aofu would secretly come to keep her company.

If it weren't for that misunderstanding, those sisters would definitely be the best sisters in the world.

So even if Si Aofu speaks ill of her now, she won't be angry.

"Oh--"

Si Aofu sneered. She felt that the more kind and generous Si Yuan was, the more petty and vicious she would appear.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have married Fu Qidong in the first place. You say you want to help me, fine... then go tell my mother to let me divorce Fu Qidong..."

Clearly, the moment Si Qingwan married Si Yingying to Xiang Mingche, she had already given up on the idea of ​​Si Yingying becoming the heir of the Si family.

Si Yuan is now the sole heir of the Si family.

Si Aofu didn't believe that Si Yuan would be so foolish as to provoke Si Qingwan.

Unexpectedly, Si Yuan didn't hesitate for a moment. After saying "okay," she turned and walked into the house.

Si Aofu froze for a few seconds, then rushed in and grabbed Si Yuan, "You're really going—"

"Since Fu Qidong is a beast, you should divorce him."

Si Aofu laughed angrily, "Do you really think divorce is something that can be resolved with just a few words?"

Si Aofu felt that Si Yuan was sometimes frighteningly profound, and sometimes naively foolish.

"Divorce requires a reason. Do you think the Fu family would allow Fu Qidong's domestic violence to be exposed?"

"I've been married to Fu Qidong for so many years and we don't have a single child. Outsiders won't believe that Fu Qidong is abusive; they'll just think I'm useless."

"Even if someone believes Fu Qidong committed domestic violence, they'll definitely say it's because I wasn't pregnant that Fu Qidong hit me. Do you think my mother would allow that to happen?"

Si Aofu became more and more agitated as she spoke, pinching Si Yuan's arm and leaving deep finger marks.

"And...you saw it too, right? My mother didn't accept the gift I gave her today. She's very unhappy with me. She's never liked me at all!"

Si Aofu laughed self-deprecatingly, "That's true, you are your mother's most proud and outstanding daughter, and she has put all her energy and hopes into you."

"And Si Yingying is her biological daughter; the two are still connected by blood."

"As for me... I'm just an unwanted wild child from the orphanage. I'm not as pretty or as smart as you, and I'm not related to her by blood. It's normal that she doesn't like me..."

Si Yuan frowned, looking at Si Aofu with heartache, "Sister..."

"Hmph... Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. My mother already dislikes me. If you go to her and ask for a divorce, she'll hate me even more, and she might even kick me out of the house."

Si Aofu shoved Si Yuan hard, "Well done, Si Yuan, you're really good at scheming..."