CHAPTER 385: CHAPTER 383 ARTICLE 3 - THE PATH DELIVERED TO OUR DOOR

"Come in quickly."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Jian Xi said, "Grandfather, I’m sorry for the disturbance."

The unfamiliarity was unexpected, making her somewhat at a loss.

Old Master Si smiled benevolently. "What disturbance? I’m very happy you came to see your grandfather."

The butler carried in the supplements.

Jian Xi immediately went to the wheelchair. "I’ll wheel you in."

"Good, good, good."

Old Master Si was genuinely happy. The wrinkles on his face seemed to spread into a smile.

"How have you been recently? Busy? I heard that a few days ago, Fu Wenxin from Tianyao Group suddenly made a move? Jian Group almost fell victim to his schemes. Why didn’t you come to see me earlier? By the time I knew about it, you had already resolved the issue."

"It wasn’t a big deal, so I didn’t want to bother you."

One could see the concern in Old Master Si’s eyes, and Jian Xi was deeply touched by it.

In the Si Family, if it weren’t for his care, she would have long been tormented to death by Si Yuhuan. Without his constant protection, she would have suffered even more grievances.

In both her lives, Jian Xi had been under the protection of Old Master Si. Now she had to conclude everything with a lie, deceiving him to the point that he couldn’t even meet his own grandchildren.

She felt immensely guilty.

Seeing the red rims around Jian Xi’s eyes, Old Master Si panicked. "What’s wrong, girl? Did you encounter some unhappy trouble? Tell your grandfather quickly. As long as it’s within the Si Family’s power, I will do my utmost to help. Even if the Si Family can’t help, I’ll make sure Yuhan takes care of it for you."

After he spoke, Jian Xi’s eyes immediately welled up.

"Grandfather..."

Compared with her grandfather’s affection and selflessness, Jian Xi felt selfish and heartless.

"Speak! What’s the problem?" Old Master Si could sense that Jian Xi definitely needed to ask for something.

"I..."

Jian Xi had not finished speaking when she heard a sharp voice behind her. "Miss Jian is so self-righteous, how could she possibly ask the Si Family for help? Grandfather, you really shouldn’t be so concerned about her."

Si Yuhuan strode in against the light, exuding a commanding presence unique to him.

"How can you speak like that?"

Old Master Si couldn’t help but snap at him, seeing Jian Xi’s embarrassed face.

"Grandfather, you don’t know yet! Miss Jian is adept at burning bridges, being ungrateful and fickle. Why do you even bother with such a person?"

He targeted her with every sentence.

Jian Xi felt utterly humiliated.

Not expecting to encounter him here and not intending to hide any longer, she gracefully brushed back her bangs. "Director Si, please hand over my son. Do not interfere with the issues between me and Secret Gate. It’s despicable to threaten someone with a child."

Old Master Si flew into a rage. "Si Yuhuan! What on earth are you doing?"

Jian Xi forced a smile. "Your grandson wants to use my son to threaten me! He wants me to grovel at his feet, to abandon my child’s father and remarry him. Do you know nothing about this, Old Master Si?"

Old Master Si banged his walking stick heavily on the ground. "Scoundrel! How could you stoop so low? Have you lost your mind?"

"Si Yuhuan! I command you to immediately hand the child over to Xixi! And from now on, do not disturb her life. Whatever happened between you is in the past."

Si Yuhuan’s expression was cold, cold enough to freeze a person.

Those deep eyes harbored a murderous hatred.

Ignoring it, Jian Xi continued firmly, "Give me back my child, and I will give Xinxin the Yaowang Group as a wedding gift to you both."

The Yaowang Group represented the trajectory of her entire career, encompassing much of her efforts and struggles. Saying she would abandon it was heart-wrenching.

For her son, she had to make a choice.

Si Yuhuan, infuriated, strode forward, grabbed her hand, and squeezed her wrist tightly, his cold eyes blazing with rage. "Dare to anger Grandfather! Get out with me!"

"Old Master Si..." Jian Xi struggled, but it was in vain as she was dragged out.

Old Master Si tried to follow but was stopped by Yan Qing.

"Old Master, these matters should be dealt with by Director Si himself."

「...」

"Si Yuhuan, let go of me! What do you think you’re doing?"

Jian Xi kept hitting him.

"You bastard! Aren’t you afraid of being photographed and having the pictures spread online, ruining your reputation for life?"

"Si Yuhuan, didn’t you hear what Grandfather said? We’re history! Only you are still wallowing in the past, unable to move on."

BANG!

She was pushed against the armrest in the back seat of the car, the impact almost bringing tears to her eyes.

"So what if I’m wallowing? I’ve said it before: you’re not allowed to think about any other man but me."

"You’re too domineering! You’re destined to live a lonely life!"

"Then I’ll make you live that lonely life with me."

Jian Xi was almost infuriated to death by him. Did this man take the wrong medicine?

"Get lost."

He ordered the driver to take her away.

Jian Xi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Don’t come here to harass Grandfather. If something happens to his health, you won’t be able to bear the responsibility."

How could she not know!

Would she have come if she weren’t desperate?

"Give me my son back! I wouldn’t come even if you begged me to."

The car door slammed shut, and Jian Xi heard someone calling Si Yuhuan.

After he answered, a woman’s voice came through the phone.

It was Xinxin!

Before she could struggle, the driver pressed the door lock button and sped away, accelerator floored.

A fruitless return!

Jian Xi had never felt so defeated.

He was simply a devil!

With no one to turn to for help, Jian Xi, in her frustration, didn’t know what to do.

"I absolutely won’t beg you again!"

Jian Xi wanted to stay far away from this cold-faced plague.

She refused to believe that there was no other way to find out the whereabouts of her child.

「In the evening」

Fu Shengyuan called.

Jian Xi was annoyed and didn’t want to answer this harassing call. But after thinking it over, she still pressed the answer button. "President Fu, if you’re calling to blame me, then please don’t bother. I don’t know what sneaky tricks Si Yuhuan has played, but he must have set you up."

Go ahead, it would be great if you could strangle that bastard to death. Then she could find her child.

"Heh." The man’s deep voice came through the phone, amicable yet tinged with helplessness. "In your eyes, am I such a narrow-minded villain?"

Jian Xi was momentarily stunned. Fu Shengyuan slowly began to speak.

"It seemed like you went to the Si Family Old Residence this afternoon?"

"Are you having me followed?" Jian Xi’s inner alarm bells rang. Paranoia struck.

"Don’t be nervous. I just happened to pass by on the way to a friend’s house and saw you going to the Old Residence. I was quite surprised. As far as I know, Old Master Si strongly disapproves of Si Yuhuan getting entangled with you again."

"I didn’t expect President Fu to be so well-informed about other people’s affairs."

"It depends on who it is." He didn’t hide the fact that he had been collecting intelligence on the Si Family.

Jian Xi was somewhat impressed by his candor.

"I wonder if Miss Jian would do me the honor of having dinner with me today!" Fu Shengyuan then directly stated an address.

Looking at the disconnected call, Jian Xi raised an eyebrow. Could this be the third path fate had found for her?