CHAPTER 174: CHAPTER 172: DON’T BE TOO HAPPY AFTER DIVORCE

Si Yuhuan had wanted to experience her long-missed care, but somehow he began to feel worse and even developed a high fever.

In his delirium, Jian Xi gave him water, threatening, "If you don’t drink, then just wait to die."

He didn’t want to drink. He felt awful, his throat raw as if pierced by knives.

Jian Xi’s temper flared. She couldn’t believe she had ever possessed the patience to care for Si Yuhuan as meticulously as if serving an ancestor. Now, seeing his lack of cooperation, she lost it. She pinched his chin, forcing his mouth open. Then, she took a large gulp from a bowl of water and pressed her lips to his, feeding it to him.

GULP—

GULP—

Si Yuhuan hadn’t drunk so much water in days.

She administered all the medicine her fourth brother had provided, feeling utterly exhausted herself.

She also lay down on the floor, her mind blank, and drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Early the next morning, she woke with a start.

Seeing the man beside her sleeping like a log, she couldn’t resist kicking him. But as soon as her foot made contact, it was caught. With his eyes still closed, the man asked in a muffled, irritated voice, "Trying to murder your dear husband?"

"You’re not my husband anymore; we’re divorced," Jian Xi emphasized repeatedly.

His grip was still quite strong; he clearly wasn’t going to die.

She said, "Your fever’s gone. Hurry up and get lost."

Her fourth brother’s medicine really worked wonders. One should offend anyone but a doctor; the consequences are truly horrifying.

"Thank you for taking care of me all night," he said.

She really does have feelings for me,

Si Yuhuan thought.

Suddenly, Si Yuhuan felt that her recent outings—eating, drinking, and having fun with other men—weren’t so unforgivable after all.

Jian Xi rolled her eyes.

Feeling a bit hungry, and not wanting the baby in her belly to lack nutrition, she went downstairs. Just then, the hourly maid entered. Upon seeing Si Yuhuan, the maid’s eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "Don’t worry, Miss Jian, I understand completely. I didn’t see anything today."

Another younger nanny followed her in. Jian Xi glanced at her. She’s one of Jiang Qimeng’s spies.

Jian Xi deliberately said, "Director Si is ill and would like to stay for breakfast. Please prepare something nutritious."

The maid nodded repeatedly and went to prepare. The younger nanny also greeted them and hurriedly followed the maid.

The moment the young nanny entered the kitchen, she immediately reported to Jiang Qimeng.

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Qimeng nearly fainted from anger.

Si Yuhuan actually got together with that woman again!

AH—!

She stamped her foot furiously.

After much thought, she went to see Si Junyan.

Si Junyan was confined to a sunless villa, his freedom restricted, and he was nearly dying of frustration.

The person who had contacted him had called, telling him to bide his time and wait for the right opportunity.

He had waited so long without any further instructions that he felt like he was growing mold, his patience wearing thin.

Someone from outside came to report, "Second Young Master, Miss Jiang is here to visit you."

Si Junyan immediately perked up.

After quickly washing up, he hurried downstairs.

"Sister Meng, you’ve come to see me?"

So disappointed in Si Yuhuan, she now found Si Junyan much more agreeable.

"Junyan, please don’t blame me for not visiting you recently. It’s just that..." she trailed off, her face etched with grievance.

Si Junyan immediately showed his understanding. "It’s okay. I know things aren’t easy for you out there. My brother... he hasn’t suspected you, has he?"

"Suspect me of what?" Jiang Qimeng raised her head.

"Nothing! It’s my fault, it has nothing to do with you, Sister Meng," he hurriedly placated her.

Jiang Qimeng was inwardly fuming. When would this idiot ever use his brain? She had already told him: he was a member of the Si Family. Even if he took all the blame, Si Yuhuan wouldn’t do much to him. But if she were implicated, she could forget about ever stepping foot into the Si Family home.

"Junyan, Yuhan hasn’t been well recently. He’s been bedridden at the old family estate for a long time. Grandfather is constantly worried about the corporation’s situation. Sigh, the Si Family is in complete disarray now."

Jiang Qimeng kept darting glances at him. I’m hinting so obviously. He can’t possibly still not understand, can he?

As a scion of the Si Family, while Si Junyan might be love-struck when it came to Jiang Qimeng—trusting her implicitly and obeying her every word—in other matters, he was quick on the uptake.

The moment Jiang Qimeng left, he shook off the bodyguards assigned to watch him and dashed straight to the old family estate.

Old Master Si was having breakfast.

Hearing a commotion at the entrance, he assumed Si Yuhuan, who had been missing all night, had finally deigned to return home. He chuckled, "What’s this? Did your wife chase you back?"

Si Junyan clenched his fists tightly.

I’ve suffered so much out there, yet Grandfather hasn’t shown a shred of concern. He even has the leisure to joke with Big Brother. He never took me, his grandson, seriously! His eyes are only for Big Brother!

Any trace of guilt he might have felt vanished. A ruthless glint flashed across his somber face as he said, "Grandfather."

As soon as Si Junyan entered, he knelt on the floor.

Tears blurred his vision as he repeatedly confessed, "It was all my fault! I nearly angered you to death, Grandfather! I truly didn’t mean it. I just have a bit of a temper and spoke without thinking. You know I would never harm you."

He then slapped himself hard across the face several times.

Old Master Si had never seen his proud grandson, Si Junyan, in such a state and was stunned. Recovering, he quickly grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?"

Housekeeper Qi helped Si Junyan up. "Second Young Master, you’ll upset the Old Master if you continue like this. Please, say no more."

Si Junyan shot Housekeeper Qi a fierce glare. This old fool! He’s always favored Big Brother, obeying his every command, and never treated me like a true young master of the Si Family.

"Grandfather, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you shouldn’t be agitated. I just wanted to see you one last time before Big Brother deals with me. Grandfather, I know I was wrong. Please, please don’t blame me."

With that, he kowtowed several more times, his head hitting the floor with audible thuds, then turned to leave.

Old Master Si, feeling a pang in his heart, called out, "Junyan, come back."

This is not good, Housekeeper Qi thought.

Old Master Si had been a commanding figure in the business world his entire life, a man of great influence, yet he had two unshakeable weaknesses: he was fiercely protective of his own and soft-hearted.

"Grandfather." Hearing the call, Si Junyan smiled. When he turned back, his handsome face was a mask of self-reproach and guilt.

He suddenly seemed as docile and remorseful as a child who had misbehaved, all his previous arrogance and defiance gone.

Old Master Si sighed. "You’ve been confined these past few days. Do you harbor any resentment in your heart?"

"How could I, Grandfather? I feel I’ve been irredeemably foolish. I’m unworthy of the upbringing and kindness both you and Big Brother have shown me."

Si Junyan apologized with utmost sincerity.

Tears welled up in Old Master Si’s aged eyes. "Alright, then. We’ll let this matter pass. Stay tonight, here at the old family estate. When your brother returns, apologize to him properly."

"Really? Grandfather, you’re willing to forgive me?" Si Junyan looked overwhelmed with surprise and relief.

Housekeeper Qi touched his forehead. In the end, the Old Master is still too soft-hearted.

Now, we just have to wait for the Eldest Young Master to return and see how he’ll handle this matter.

Si Yuhuan had initially thought Jian Xi asked him to stay for the meal because, being a woman with a delicate sense of pride, she wanted to reconcile and remarry him. He never expected that the moment dinner was over, she would promptly kick him out.

"Si Yuhuan, if you have any shame, then from now on, act as if we’re strangers. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not being polite."

This woman changes her tune faster than flipping through a book! he thought.

His face darkened. "Jian Xi, don’t you dare regret this."

"Regret my ass! I’ve been ecstatic ever since divorcing you!"

Jian Xi left him standing there and turned back towards the villa.