Wen Yan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. "A secret?"
Si Jingyi nodded. "Jiang Shuyin once took a bullet for my older brother. Later, when our Si family started infighting again, my brother left the special forces. But before he left, something major happened. It almost cost him his life."
"Other than Old Master Si, no one else in our family knows about that incident."
Si Jingyi knew Wen Yan had a Gossip System.
Perhaps the Gossip System could decrypt it for him.
Unable to hold back her curiosity, Wen Yan went into the Gossip System to check.
Surprisingly, she couldn't find anything.
Si Jingyi definitely wouldn't just make things up, but the Gossip System didn't show anything.
Unless—
Even Si Moyan himself had his memories of that major incident erased!
Perhaps that incident threatened his life, and Old Master Si had found someone to hypnotize him.
"Since it's a secret, there's no need to pry into it anymore."
Si Jingyi nodded thoughtfully. "I'm just afraid that Jiang Shuyin also knows that secret, and I'm worried she might affect your relationship with my brother."
If they knew what the secret was, they could take precautions against many things in advance.
Looking at Si Jingyi, who was genuinely thinking of her and Si Moyan, a gratified smile appeared in Wen Yan's beautiful eyes.
"Don't worry. The relationship between your brother and me isn't something that can be easily destroyed."
Si Jingyi led Wen Yan toward the private room.
The private room was elegant and luxurious. Inside were five men and one woman.
They hadn't eaten dinner yet and were just getting up from the sofas to walk over to the round table.
After Si Moyan took his seat, Song Wenjing pulled out a chair next to him and said to the only woman in the room, "Ah Yin, you and Brother Yan haven't seen each other for years. You must have a lot to talk about. Sit next to him!"
Just as Jiang Shuyin was about to sit down, Si Jingyi's dissatisfied voice rang out, "My sister-in-law is here. The seat next to my brother can only be taken by my sister-in-law."
Wen Yan's mouth twitched.
This guy was really protective of his own!
The people in the private room all looked toward the door in unison.
Seeing Wen Yan behind Si Jingyi, Si Moyan immediately stood up and strode over to her with his long legs.
He took the initiative to hold her hand, a doting smile appearing in his dark eyes. "Didn't you say you weren't coming?"
"Brother, I asked Sister-in-law to come," Si Jingyi interjected.
Wen Yan was led into the private room by Si Moyan, hand in hand.
She was wearing a long black dress. Her fair skin looked even more flawless and delicate against the black fabric and the lighting. Her slightly wavy long hair was draped lazily over her shoulders, and her arms and waist were so slender they could be held in one hand. She looked absolutely stunning and alluring.
Seeing Wen Yan, the people in the private room all stood up to greet her.
"Miss Wen," Jiang Shuyin smiled and reached out a hand to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan sized Jiang Shuyin up.
Jiang Shuyin had shoulder-length short hair and a smile on her face. She exuded a bright, heroic, and straightforward aura.
She was a woman with a completely different style from her own.
However—
Everyone else called her Mrs. Si or Sister-in-law, but she called her Miss Wen.
She could feel her disapproval of her identity.
But Wen Yan wasn't that petty. Just as she was about to reach out and shake Jiang Shuyin's hand, Song Wenjing said in a dissatisfied tone, "It's not like you're going to a nightclub, why dress so provocatively? Ah Yin didn't even wear makeup. Is it really necessary to deliberately create female rivalry?"
Si Moyan narrowed his deep, dark eyes and shot a glare at Song Wenjing. "If you don't know how to speak, keep your mouth shut."
Si Jingyi glared at Song Wenjing. "Jiang Shuyin just got back and you're already acting like a simp. My sister-in-law is naturally beautiful and breathtakingly gorgeous. How is she provocative? If your eyes don't work, you should just donate them!"
The atmosphere in the private room instantly became a bit stiff.
Jiang Yufeng and Ming Zheng stepped forward to smooth things over. "Wenjing, you really went a bit overboard just now. When have we ever seen Sister-in-law Wen Yan not looking beautiful and exquisite?"
A hint of gloom flashed in Jiang Shuyin's eyes. "It's my fault. I caused you guys to argue as soon as I came back."
"Ah Yin, it has nothing to do with you. If you hadn't gone abroad back then, how could a certain someone have gotten lucky and become Mrs. Si? You don't know the things she did to Brother Yan in the past. Not only did she steal secrets, but she also openly cuckolded Brother Yan—"
"Enough!" Si Moyan's handsome face instantly darkened. "Song Wenjing, if you keep this up, we won't even be friends anymore!"
Song Wenjing looked displeased. "It's not like I'm wrong."
Jiang Yufeng pulled at Song Wenjing. "Alright, it's a perfectly good gathering, do you really have to cause conflict?"
Song Wenjing pressed his lips tightly together and said no more.
Jiang Shuyin reached out to Wen Yan again. "Miss Wen, Wenjing was just spouting nonsense. I hope you don't mind."
Wen Yan narrowed her beautiful fox-like eyes, her red lips curling into a half-smile. "Miss Jiang, please call me Mrs. Si or Sister-in-law."
She originally hadn't wanted to make a fuss, but who told Jiang Shuyin's simp to make her uncomfortable?
She could tell that deep down, Jiang Shuyin didn't want to acknowledge her status as Mrs. Si.
Sure enough, the smile on Jiang Shuyin's face faded a little.
She cast her gaze toward Si Moyan, her eyes filled with many complex emotions.
Si Moyan pressed his thin, crimson lips tightly together. "Ah Yin, Wen Yan is my wife, the woman I want to grow old with in this lifetime."
A flash of dimness crossed Jiang Shuyin's eyes. After nodding, she called out to Wen Yan, "Sister-in-law."
Wen Yan raised her hand and lazily shook Jiang Shuyin's hand in return.
A few seconds later, just as she was about to pull her hand back, Jiang Shuyin suddenly gripped her fingers tightly.
Jiang Shuyin had a smile on her face, but the hand gripping her fingers was secretly exerting force.
If it were an ordinary person, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand such strength.
But how could Wen Yan be an ordinary person? The moment Jiang Shuyin increased her grip, she paid her back with double the force.
Jiang Shuyin's eyes widened slightly.
It seemed she hadn't expected the slender Wen Yan to have such immense strength!
Jiang Shuyin's finger bones ached so much it felt as though Wen Yan was going to crush them.
The smile on Wen Yan's face remained unchanged. "Miss Jiang, it's very nice to meet you."
Jiang Shuyin's mouth twitched, and she forcefully pulled her hand back while enduring the pain.
No wonder when she returned to the country, that mysterious person had told her that Wen Yan was no weak, innocent little flower.
With Wen Yan's strength, beating a tiger to death probably wouldn't even be an issue!
...
During the meal, Si Moyan peeled a plate of shrimp for Wen Yan.
"Hubby, peel a little less. I already ate dinner before coming."
As Wen Yan spoke, she noticed Jiang Shuyin looking at her, so she picked up some beef with her chopsticks and placed it into Si Moyan's bowl. "Hubby, don't just focus on me, you need to eat too."
Jiang Shuyin frowned. "Sister-in-law, don't you know that Brother Yan doesn't eat cilantro? The beef you gave him has cilantro in it."
Before Wen Yan could say anything, Jiang Shuyin added, "Brother Yan doesn't eat spicy food, doesn't eat cilantro or green onions, and he also doesn't eat—"
Wen Yan interrupted Jiang Shuyin's words, looking at Si Moyan with a beaming smile. "Hubby, do you really have so many dietary restrictions?"
Although she was smiling, her eyes seemed to be saying:
You'd better eat it even if you don't want to, or else we're not done here!
