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

Chapter 277 Wanting a Dad

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes that she couldn't hide.

Siyi saw it all clearly, and in an instant, her heart ached so much that her whole body convulsed.

She was wrong after all. Shouldn't she have told the child sooner?

"No." She reached out and cupped Tian Tian's cheeks, leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, Daddy doesn't not want you. It's Mommy's fault. Mommy was afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it, so I never told you. Daddy loves you very much, especially you, Tian Tian. Daddy said you are his precious treasure."

Tian Tian's eyes reddened slightly. "Mom, Tian Tian really likes Dad. Dad is very handsome and powerful. Mom, can you please stop being angry with Dad? Tian Tian and my brother both want to live with Dad."

Siyi opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say. She could only hug her daughter tightly, her excitement taking a long time to subside. After a while, Tiantian said to her, "Mom, Dad doesn't understand what I'm saying, and Tiantian can't call him Dad. Mom, can you tell Dad what I'm saying? Just say that Tiantian likes Dad very much, and Dad must love Mom very much."

Despite her efforts to hold back her tears, Siyi couldn't control them any longer. She bit her lip, but tears still streamed down her cheeks, which she quickly wiped away.

Just as she was about to say something, a school security guard came out, knocked on her car door, and signaled her to drive away quickly. Siyi then composed herself, helped Tiantian sit down, and seeing that it was almost time, she quickly stepped on the gas to take Tiantian to her school.

The mother and daughter didn't say anything more along the way. Tian Tian was a quiet girl and didn't know how to talk, so she basically wouldn't say anything unless there was something to say.

Siyi's heart was in turmoil, with complex and unpredictable emotions churning in her chest. She couldn't calm down and only took Tiantian to school before saying to her, "Mom has something important to do today, so Auntie will pick you up from school this evening."

Tian Tian nodded obediently, but before going inside, she tugged at Si Yi's sleeve and asked, "Mommy, will Daddy come to see us again tonight? Will he make breakfast for us tomorrow?"

Siyi felt a pang of sadness. She wasn't qualified to answer such a question, was she?

She reached out and gently ruffled her daughter's hair, saying softly, "Sweetie, Daddy has a lot of things to do, so he said he'll come to see you as soon as he has time."

Although Tian Tian was somewhat disappointed, she didn't show it too obviously. She quickly nodded, put on her schoolbag, and went into school.

Siyi didn't stop or go home. She drove straight onto the highway. She didn't really know where she wanted to go, but a thought, a feeling, kept pulling her forward. She wanted to go somewhere, but it was all vague in her mind. She didn't know if it was because she was resisting touching that answer, or because of something else...

Several hours later, as her car exited the highway at City A, she looked at the city name written on it and belatedly realized that she had come to City A.

five years.

It had been a long time since she'd last visited. This was the city where she had grown up, and she knew many corners of it intimately. Her family, her brother, and her mother lived in this city. Yet, she hadn't been back for five years. She had thought she might never set foot in this city again, so she had become so reluctant to contact her family. But unexpectedly, five years later, she had returned.

It was a bit rushed, but a voice inside her was urging her to head to another place.

Some things, if left unattended for too long, will eventually swell. For the past five years, she has been carefully hiding in B City. Is she hiding from a man named Jiang Yan Hui, or is she hiding from an absurd past that still causes her heartache whenever she thinks about it?

The cemetery was the same one she had seen five years ago. When she arrived, it was afternoon; it wasn't the Qingming Festival, and the cemetery was deserted, with hardly anyone around. Siyi parked her car at the cemetery entrance and got out.

It was still the familiar path, with trees on both sides that were exceptionally lush and green in this season, and occasionally you could smell a hint of spring in the air.

Following the route she remembered, Siyi slowly walked towards the tombstone, only to find a bunch of lilies next to it. The flowers hadn't completely withered yet, and it looked like they had been placed there just two days ago.

She stood not far away for a long time before finally taking a step and walking over.

The photo on the tombstone was the face that had appeared countless times in her dreams. In fact, she was a little afraid to see that face. Countless times in her dreams, she had told herself in that cold voice how terribly wrong she had been, so all the retribution was falling on Tian Tian...

Her gaze finally fell on the photo. Those eyes, looking at her so tenderly, made Siyi feel a sharp pain in her heart. After a long while, she heard her own voice, numb and slow, "...I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you all these years...because I know you must be blaming me, otherwise you wouldn't keep appearing in my dreams. Actually, I don't know what kind of person you are, but I think you must be very kind, otherwise Ye Siyi wouldn't exist in this world."

"...I still can't bring myself to say those two words, I'm sorry... But please believe me, I'm having a very hard time too, really a very hard time... I'm so useless, I can't control myself, even after five years, every time I see him, I still can't help but have that tiny glimmer of hope, even knowing it's impossible, I still can't help but fantasize... Actually, I don't know if my coldness and indifference towards him is because of him or because of myself..."

"I'm so tired. I feel like there are two people living in my head right now, one on the left and one on the right, constantly pulling my thoughts apart. I really feel like I can't hold on any longer. But now that I've come this far, I know I have a lot of problems. If I had been really ruthless back then... maybe I wouldn't have wanted his child... He's right, it's ridiculous to think about severing ties after the child is already born..."

A gentle breeze blew by, brushing against her cheek. A few stray hairs tickled her forehead as they fluttered in the wind. She reached up and smoothed them away, then lowered her eyes. Her trembling voice carried an unbearable bitterness, so humble, so pleading, simply because she had been tormented to the point of exhaustion.

"...Can you help me? I'm in so much pain because I know it's wrong, but I can't control myself. So please help me. If you really don't approve of me being with him, then please, let me give up. Let me stop having any illusions. Please help me..."

The woman in the photo is still smiling gently, while the woman in front of the tombstone is kneeling before her, her smile highlighting her sorrow.

In the gentle spring breeze, it seemed as if a sob was hidden.

-

In a stylish café, a fashionable woman wearing sunglasses is sitting by the window.

Across from her sat a man with a DSLR camera hanging around his neck, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a stack of photos, and pushed them in front of the woman.

"Here are the photos you requested. I rushed over from City B as fast as I could. I took them this morning and brought them to you this afternoon."

The woman's pale fingers reached out and gently picked up a photograph. She didn't remove her sunglasses; through the deep red lenses, her gaze was cold as she looked at the person in the photo.

The man leaned lazily against the car, while the woman stood opposite him with her eyes lowered.

She grabbed another card, but the man had already reached out and put his arm around her. The woman looked shy and coy, as if she were playing a game of feigned reluctance.

Even in the photo, you could see in her eyes that she clearly loved this man, yet she still pushed him away. What else could it be but being pretentious?

She pursed her red lips tightly, tossed the photo aside, and grabbed another one, this one featuring two more men.

A boy and a girl, who looked no more than five years old, came out of the elevator together. The woman was holding the hands of the two children, and the little boy kept looking back at the man behind him, while the man's eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip with water.

Her fingers suddenly tightened, the pressure on the photo involuntarily increasing until it was almost deformed. After a long while, she lowered her voice and asked, "Has the investigation been completed? Who are these two children?" She then pursed her lips.

The man across from me, wearing a baseball cap, adjusted the brim of his cap, his eyes gleaming with greed. He answered irrelevantly, "Shouldn't you pay me first? You know, this job isn't easy. There are so many people secretly following him. It took me a lot of effort to get my hands on that woman's place. Most private investigators wouldn't even get within a hundred paces of him, let alone take a picture."

Without a word, the woman pulled a thick wad of cash from her handbag and slammed it in front of the man, her tone tinged with disgust. "Your price isn't low either. Fine, here's the money. Now give me some useful information."

The man smiled confidently and raised an eyebrow. "Of course, it's absolutely firsthand information!"