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

Chapter 234 Give Me 3 Days

"So you have the right to say such things to me?"

Zheng Muyan, of course, retorted without hesitation, "Jiang Yanhui, getting a woman pregnant isn't your skill, but making her live in fear every day is your incompetence!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled Siyi and walked towards the entrance of the apartment building.

How could Jiang Yan remain indifferent after being provoked like this?

Moreover, his feelings at that moment were already quite complicated.

Zheng Muyan was practically walking into the line of fire, and he even grabbed Siyi as he prepared to leave.

Without a word, Jiang Yan stepped forward and grabbed Si Yi's hand, her cold eyes fixed on Zheng Muyan. "Let go of your hand!"

Zheng Muyan gripped Siyi's hand even tighter, saying, "Jiang Yanhui, look at yourself! If Siyi were willing to go with you today, I wouldn't stop her. If I did, I'd be a fucking bastard! But she doesn't want to go with you now, she doesn't want to see you. What do you look like now? Besides forcing her, what else can you do? Do you expect me to respect you?"

Jiang Yan's last shred of rationality was completely extinguished by Zheng Muyan's words.

His handsome face held a mixture of disdain and wickedness. He turned his head slightly to the side and ordered in a deep voice, "Come out!"

A short while later, a dozen or so men in black suddenly jumped out from the previously dark intersection.

Each of them had a somber expression, but clearly held a finely crafted short gun in their hand.

The next second, there was a chorus of gunshots as guns were drawn.

Dozens of dark gun barrels were pointed at Zheng Muyan.

Jiang Yan could easily riddle him with bullets with just a cold snort. "Don't think that just because you have a father who is a general, you can talk nonsense in front of me."

A dead silence.

Before Zheng Muyan could say anything, Siyi spoke coldly, "Jiang Yanhui, are you planning to execute me on the spot?"

Her reddened eyes were fixed on the face of the man standing two steps away from her.

She felt like a sandwich filling, being held by two men, one in each hand—a situation that resembled a scene from a melodramatic soap opera.

Two men fighting over one woman...

But she wasn't the heroine who was so happy she was about to faint.

Jiang Yan's face was ashen, his lips pressed tightly together. After a long while, he gestured for the men behind him to put down their guns and retreat back into the darkness.

His feverish head seemed to have been struck by Siyi's cold yet resentful gaze, instantly cooling down considerably. He remembered the purpose of his visit today, and now he felt a dull ache in his temples.

Finally, she slowly spoke, "Sisi, I came to see you today to talk about this. You should know that if I don't make things clear, you can't leave."

Siyi bit her lip, avoiding his gaze, and said coldly, "You want to have a proper talk with me, right? Fine, let's have a proper talk then. But I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now. I'm tired and need to rest. Besides, even if you've made a decision, I still need to consider things when they're in my shoes. I won't ask anything of you. Give me three days. Don't come looking for me during these three days. I'll contact you after three days."

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes. "You're carrying my child, yet you're with this man. Do you think I'd let you two be together? Come back with me, and I won't do anything to you."

"You forced me to have an abortion, do you expect me to face you every day too?"

Siyi looked at the man she thought might have even the slightest special feeling for her with confusion. "Jiang Yanhui, you can't be so cruel. Besides, you've been so heartless to me, why do you think I still want to see your face every day?"

A thin layer of tears welled up in her eyes.

The flowing moonlight captivated Jiang Yanhui's heart and soul.

For a moment, he stared at her blankly, forgetting to speak.

Seeing the grievance and pain on Siyi's face, Zheng Muyan felt extremely sorry for her. He reached out and hugged her, saying, "Siyi, let's go back."

Siyi didn't say anything more and forcefully pulled her hand away.

Without giving Jiang Yan another glance, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the apartment building.

Zheng Muyan glanced at Jiang Yan again, his heart filled with raging anger.

However, not wanting to have a pointless argument with him, and only after confirming that he wouldn't chase after us again, did I follow him.

Jiang Yan stood there motionless for a long time until his phone rang. Only then did he come to his senses, take it out, glance at the number, wipe his face, and answer, "What is it?"

"Yan Hui, you should thank me. Isn't my efficiency faster than those two people who went directly to City C to find someone?" Leng Xiyu's flippant voice, tinged with smugness, reached Jiang Yan Hui's ears through the radio waves.

Jiang Yan glanced back at the entrance of the apartment building with a deep look in her eyes. After a moment, she turned around and got into the car. As she started the engine, she asked, "Did you find Nie Junwei?"

"uh-huh."

Leng Xiyu gave a smug snort and said with a smug look, "You're lucky. I was originally planning to go to City C today, but I ran into my older brother. It turns out my older brother knows that Nie Junwei and has his contact information. Apparently, he's in City C recently and just got married. I reckon he's in a pretty good mood and probably won't try to rip you off. You'd better seize the opportunity. I'll give you his phone number now. When you contact him later, just say you're my older brother's friend."

Leng Xiyu rambled on and on, but Jiang Yan only managed to grasp the key points.

Upon hearing that Nie Junwei had indeed been found, he was naturally overjoyed.

There are too many questions and too many doubts. He now needs a reliable support to continue navigating this boundless ocean.

Nie Junwei is now the lifeline he's clinging to.

He needed concrete evidence to convince his troubled mind.

"Give me the phone number right now, and then tell Chengfeng and the others to come back."

After hanging up the phone, a text message came in a short while later.

It was a phone number sent by Leng Xiyu.

Jiang Yan saved the message, and just as he finished, another call came in. It was the middle of the night, and it was from the hospital. He knew it was probably a message from Jiang Jizhen, but after thinking for a moment, he answered it anyway.

"Young Master Yan, it's not good to bother you so late. It's like this, there's a situation with Mr. Jiang. If it's convenient, would you like to come over?"