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

Chapter 138 The storm is coming

His words made Siyi feel even more bitter. Before she could say anything, the elevator behind her suddenly dinged and the double doors slowly opened. She saw Zheng Muyan's expression change.

Whether it was the intense gaze from behind, the familiar aura, or simply Zheng Muyan's strange expression, Si Yi didn't know. Anyway, when she turned around, she saw Jiang Yanhui standing impeccably dressed at the elevator entrance. The bandage on his chin had been removed, and the wound had scabbed over, though it was still somewhat swollen.

Even so, it did not diminish his charming and debonair aura.

"What are you here for?"

Zheng Muyan spoke first, instinctively pulling Siyi behind him. He harbored strong hostility towards Jiang Yanhui, who had suddenly appeared here, saying, "You are not welcome here."

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, crossed her arms, and leaned lazily against the elevator entrance. "Attorney Zheng, is that it? I think you've gone mad from being a lawyer. This is a hospital, do you think you're at home? Do you have the right to say whether I'm welcome or not?"

Zheng Muyan's face turned even colder after being silenced by his words. He was about to say something more in anger when Siyi grabbed his wrist. Her voice was low and weak but firm, "Senior brother, you should go back first."

"Siyi, he..."

"Senior brother, you go back first."

Siyi decisively interrupted Zheng Muyan, "Don't worry, he won't do anything to me. I want to talk to him. You go back first, I'll call you later."

Although Zheng Muyan was unwilling, since Siyi had already said so, he naturally couldn't say anything more. He just watched her grab his wrist.

Almost provocatively, he grabbed her hand, held it in his palm, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. His tone became affectionate as he said, "Okay, I'll wait for your call. If anything happens, don't hold back."

These words were clearly meant for Jiang Yan to hear.

Siyi lowered her head but didn't push Zheng Muyan away. She wasn't stupid; she knew Zheng Muyan was doing this on purpose, and the increasingly cold gaze through his shoulder made her feel utterly exhausted. But she was too lazy to argue anymore, so she let Zheng Muyan hold her hand and nodded, "I understand."

Zheng Muyan then let go of Siyi's hand and walked directly past Jiang Yanhui into the elevator.

Once Zheng Muyan left, Siyi finally looked directly into Jiang Yanhui's gloomy black eyes. She subconsciously clutched the thermos cup to her chest, took a deep breath, and spoke with unusual calmness, "What are you doing here?"

"What do you think I'm here for?" Jiang Yan's handsome face was icy cold, and his eyes were dark and unfathomable. He was now standing in front of her, and because of the backlighting, he looked even more sinister, especially with the obvious scar on his chin, which made people shudder.

He glanced down at the thermos in her arms, paused, and then asked, "Why didn't you answer my calls?"

Siyi had no strength left to meet his gaze. That intense gaze held a warmth all too familiar; she knew that if she looked at him for even a second longer, she wouldn't be able to hold back.

All the resolutions she had painstakingly made would surely crumble.

She could only lower her eyes and say softly, "Jiang Yanhui, don't come looking for me anymore. I won't answer your calls. Also, today is the last time I'll talk to you. If you come looking for me again, I won't see you."

He paused, remaining silent for a moment, and she did not look up either.

But she could clearly feel his breathing gradually becoming rapid, and eventually almost becoming rough and labored, which made her heart tremble slightly.

She knew that was a sign that he was about to get angry, and instinctively looked up, only to see his beautiful pupils contracting rapidly.

Siyi's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively turned to leave, but an arm reached out and blocked her way.

Siyi knew this would happen. She didn't want to argue with him in the hospital, so she said slowly and deliberately, "This is a hospital. Don't do anything reckless. I need to see my father now. Jiang Yanhui, don't stop me."

How could he let go? His face was grim, his eyes narrowed, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist. Siyi was caught off guard by his pull, and the thermos cup fell to the ground with a thud, spilling the porridge inside. The floor was a mess, and the round thermos cup rolled quickly to the corner of the wall.

Seeing this, Siyi's suppressed anger finally erupted, "Jiang Yanhui, what exactly do you want?!"

Jiang Yanhui also saw the white porridge on the ground. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, his tone even more vicious, "What do I want? Ha! Going back on your word is your specialty, isn't it? Do you still remember what you promised me before? You forgot it all as soon as you turned around? Or is it because you've returned to City A and found your good senior brother again, so you want me to stay far away?"

He was very strong, and Siyi felt a sharp pain in her wrist as he gripped her.

Her mood had already sunk to rock bottom these past few days.

There has been no news from Mom, and Dad is the same.

When she woke up this morning, she actually remembered what she had promised him, so without thinking too much, she enthusiastically cooked porridge for him.

However, her older brother's unintentional words struck her like a thunderbolt, instantly bringing her to her senses...

What is she doing? What is she thinking?

With the Ye family already in such a state, how could she possibly have the mind to think about anything else? Especially since that person is Jiang Yan Hui.

She knew she was deeply mired in this situation, but reason was still desperately pulling her back. Only she knew how she felt as she poured out the porridge in the kitchen.

It felt as if something had pierced a large hole in her heart.

Then every part of her body began to split apart bit by bit with that hole. She knew exactly how painful it was, but she was powerless to do anything about it.

"Since you've already seen it, why bother asking me?"

Her voice was filled with exhaustion; all the pent-up emotions of the past few days surged up like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming her.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Zheng Muyan and I are together. So Jiang Yan, I'm begging you, please let me go. I don't want to go on like this anymore, please let me go. There are so many women in the world, if you want to play around, you can just beckon with a flick of your finger, and countless women will flock to you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she could feel the temperature around her dropping rapidly.

Jiang Yan Hui's face was exceptionally dark, and in her extreme anger, she laughed coldly, "Ye Si Yi, you're really something! How come I never noticed that someone like you actually knows how to seduce other women? You just slept with me, and the next thing you know, you're all lovey-dovey with that lawyer. Now you want me to get lost? What do you take me for? Someone you can just call and dismiss at will?"

Siyi was trembling with anger. He had never spoken to her in such a tone before. His words were full of insults, and she couldn't bear it. She retorted loudly, "Jiang Yanhui, I have never seduced you. What right do you have to say that to me? Fine, even if I am such a despicable woman, why are you stopping me now? Don't you think you are even more despicable?"

"Me, being a masochist?" Jiang Yanhui repeated in a low voice, his eyes extremely cold. He took a deep breath, and finally gave a self-deprecating smile. He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcefully lifting her face, and then bit her lips hard.

Siyi grunted and reached out to push him away.

But with such little strength, she naturally posed no threat to him.

The more she struggled, the more forcefully Jiang Yan kissed her.

In the end, she felt like a fish on a chopping board, her lungs squeezed dry.

His kiss was exceptionally savage and domineering, but she refused to cooperate. The two pushed and shoved each other, their teeth clashing several times, and she felt a sharp pain on her lips. She could almost taste blood in her mouth.

But he still wouldn't let go, pinning her tightly against the wall, cupping her cheeks in his hands, and sucking her tongue fiercely.

Siyi felt a tingling numbness in her tongue; it no longer felt like her own. She sobbed and pounded on his shoulder, but her body, still familiar with his touch, slowly softened. He pressed his lips to hers, his tone calm, "I was just being a masochist, so I won't let you go. Ye Siyi, listen to me carefully, you'll be my woman for life. Before I let go, do you want to get entangled with another man? Believe me, I'll definitely cripple that man!"

"Jiang Yan Hui, you are simply being unreasonable!"

Siyi was so angry that she raised her hand to slap him in the face, but he easily grabbed her wrist. A wicked smile played on his lips, and his tone was equally wicked, "If a man has to reason with his woman, then he's an incompetent man. Do you think I'm an incompetent man?"

"Jiang Yan Hui, you..."

"Ah! Mr. Ye, what's wrong...?"

Siyi's words were interrupted by an urgent female voice not far away. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her head, only to see Ye Xiongming sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

The nurse had probably just pushed him out of the room; his already thin body was now lying crookedly in the wheelchair.

One of his hands was still trembling, as if to tell others how agitated he was.

The nurse was clearly startled by the sudden turn of events, and kept calling out to him, "Mr. Ye? Mr. Ye?..."

Siyi's brain went blank, and she was completely stunned.