Si Moyan suddenly rushed out of the car and stood directly in front of Wen Yan's vehicle.
Wen Yan was accelerating to drive away, and Si Moyan's sudden dash made everyone gasp in shock.
Seeing that the car was about to run him over, Wen Yan slammed hard on the brakes.
The front of the car came to a halt just a few centimeters away from Si Moyan's body.
Old Master Si and Si Jingyi's hearts leaped into their throats.
Through the windshield, Wen Yan met Si Moyan's gaze.
She looked cold and indifferent.
He looked dark and profound.
A few seconds later, Wen Yan restarted the engine. She backed the car up a little, then turned the wheel and drove right past Si Moyan.
Si Moyan's heart sank uncontrollably.
Recovering his senses, he wanted to drive after her. Seeing that he had been drinking, Si Jingyi quickly got into the driver's seat. "Big brother, you take the passenger seat."
Si Jingyi chased after Wen Yan's car at top speed.
Wen Yan saw the car pursuing her in the rearview mirror. She narrowed her beautiful eyes, stepped hard on the gas pedal, and sped up even more.
Si Moyan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly.
He took out his phone to call her, wanting to remind her not to drive so fast, but her phone was still turned off.
"That's enough, stop chasing." The more they chased, the faster she would drive, which would only make it more dangerous.
Si Jingyi pulled the car over to the side of the road.
With a gloomy, handsome face, Si Moyan took out a cigarette and held it between his thin lips.
"Big brother, what exactly happened between you and sister-in-law?"
Si Moyan pressed his thin lips together tightly and said nothing.
Amidst the swirling smoke, he looked entirely unfathomable.
...
Wen Yan drove to the winding mountain road. After speeding for over an hour, she finally returned to her apartment, feeling satisfied.
The apartment was the one Si Yanli had given her, and it had already been transferred to her name some time ago.
It was really nice to have a place of her own.
Even when she had a fight with that dog of a man, she still had a place to crash.
Wen Yan drew a bath and soaked in the tub.
After bathing, she lay down on the bed to sleep.
She thought she would suffer from insomnia, but unexpectedly, she slept quite soundly.
The next day.
After waking up, Wen Yan turned on her phone.
Si Moyan and the Si family had left her many missed calls and sent her several messages.
Among the string of missed calls, Wen Yan saw a number that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
She searched through her memory.
Soon, she remembered that this was a call from her adoptive father, Wen Jinglou.
Ever since Wen Yan was recognized and brought back to the Wen family, she had cut off all contact with her adoptive father and brother.
Wen Yan recalled her memories from before she was two years old; if it hadn't been for her adoptive father, she would have died long ago.
She really should go back and visit them.
Wen Yan dialed the number back, but it rang for a long time with no one answering.
She simply packed her luggage, preparing to return to Heng City, where her adoptive father and brother lived.
When she walked into the living room, she smelled the aroma of porridge.
She glanced toward the kitchen, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.
A man wearing a black shirt was standing at the kitchen counter, making breakfast.
Perhaps hearing her footsteps, he looked back.
Their eyes met unexpectedly.
Seeing the bag she was carrying, a cold glint flashed in the man's dark eyes. "Where are you going now?"
Seeing his sour face, Wen Yan scoffed lightly. "None of your damn business."
With that, she pulled open the apartment door and strode away.
Si Moyan was so angry that his chest heaved slightly.
He turned off the stove and quickly chased after her.
When he ran out, the elevator doors had just closed.
Si Moyan immediately called Si Jingyi downstairs. "Your sister-in-law is coming down."
Si Jingyi hurriedly took out the apology roses Si Moyan had bought from the trunk. Seeing Wen Yan step out of the elevator, he walked over with an ingratiating smile, "Sister-in-law, big brother knows he was wrong, please forgive him!"
Wen Yan glanced at Si Jingyi. "He isn't wrong; it's just that our views are different."
Before Si Jingyi could process the meaning behind Wen Yan's words, she got into her car and drove off.
"Second boy, why did your sister-in-law leave?" Old Master Si, who had woken up too early and was feeling sleepy, was about to take a nap in the car when he suddenly saw Wen Yan driving away expressionlessly.
Si Jingyi shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know either."
After Si Moyan came down, the three of them drove after Wen Yan's car.
"Eldest, what exactly happened between you and Little Yan last night? If you don't say anything, how can the second boy and I help you?"
Si Moyan pursed his crimson thin lips, his voice deep and hoarse. "She doesn't want children. She wants us to be DINKs."
Old Master Si immediately understood. "But you want children, and then you had a fierce argument with her, right?"
Si Moyan's jawline tightened. "We didn't really argue."
"Then you must have said something to upset her. If she doesn't want them, just go along with her. It's not like you're the only man in the Si family. Your second, third, fourth, and fifth brothers can all have kids. It's not like you have a throne to inherit!"
Si Jingyi agreed, "Exactly, if Qinghuan proposed not having children, I would absolutely respect her opinion."
Si Moyan, "..."
So it was all his fault?
It wasn't like he wanted them right now; three to five years later would be fine too. Wanting a crystallization of their love wasn't wrong, was it?
"Eldest, Little Yan was abandoned from a young age; she lacks a sense of security. She is afraid she won't be able to give a child the motherly love they want. In other words, she still doesn't have enough security and trust in her current environment and the world. Although she is slowly treating us as family now, she hasn't completely integrated yet. Just agree to whatever she says. Maybe in a few years, when her inner security is sufficient, she will change her mind."
Si Jingyi nodded vigorously. "Grandpa actually said something sensible for once."
Old Master Si slapped the back of Si Jingyi's head. "What do you mean I actually said something sensible? I see you spouting dog nonsense every day!"
"Grandpa, a gentleman uses his words, not his fists. I'm driving, could you be a little gentler?"
Old Master Si couldn't be bothered with Si Jingyi anymore. He glanced at Wen Yan's car ahead and nudged Si Moyan with his elbow. "Where is Little Yan going?"
Si Moyan narrowed his deep, dark eyes. "It looks like she's driving to the neighboring city."
"I remember her adoptive father's home is in Heng City, the neighboring city, right?"
Si Moyan nodded.
...
Wen Yan drove for over four hours and pulled up to the Heng City Municipal Hospital.
She hurried to the inpatient department.
Wen Jinglou came out of the ward holding a thermos. Seeing Wen Yan walking briskly toward him, he froze in shock.
He had called Wen Yan last night, but it said her phone was turned off, so he didn't call again.
She had called him this morning, but he had missed it.
He hadn't told her about Xiaoshu being hospitalized; how did she find this place?
Wen Yan was recognized back into the Wen family at the age of eighteen. Wen Jinglou had raised her for eighteen years and had always treated her as his biological daughter.
After returning to the Wen family, she had never come back to see him even once.
He could only bury his longing deep in his heart.
He was terrified that his and Xiaoshu's existence would have some negative impact on her.
Wen Jinglou remembered three years ago when he and Xiaoshu went to Ye City to find her. With a look of disgust, she had warned them never to look for her again, saying she found them embarrassing!
Wen Jinglou lowered his head, quickly turned around with the thermos, and planned to go back into the ward.
But the next second, he heard her call out:
"Dad!"
