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

Chapter 303 The Crooked Potted Plant

Jiang Yan rarely saw her like this. The last time she was panicked was because Tian Tian suddenly fell ill, and this time it was because of the children. But both times it was because of him that the two children had suffered such a sudden fate. Lie Can felt a pang of unease in his heart, and his muscles were tense. However, because he was facing Si Yi at this moment, the intimidating fierceness between his brows had subsided somewhat.

“Sisi, I’m not entirely sure right now because I don’t have any evidence. Even the security cameras in the hotel’s security room didn’t capture anything. But I think it must be my grandfather…” Because it seems that only Lin Zhenbiao has the ability to take someone away so quickly without alerting him.

Siyi's heart jumped into her throat the moment she heard Lin Zhenbiao's name!

Lin Zhenbiao...

How could it be him? How could it be that old man?

She had already witnessed how ruthless that person was five years ago. She never expected that five years later, he would still be so persistent, and now he was eyeing her child again. For Siyi, this was even more terrifying than those who kidnapped Beibei for money!

"Why did he kidnap Beibei? What...what is his purpose? Is he...is he going to hurt Beibei? Yan Hui...you must save Beibei! He can't be hurt, he absolutely can't be hurt..." She was at a loss, her mind was blank, and her only thought was to grab Jiang Yan Hui and keep repeating what she had just said.

Like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood, she could feel her helplessness.

"Sisi".

"Siyi".

The two men spoke at the same time, their handsome faces, each exuding completely different heroic spirits, yet both conveying the same emotion—heartache.

Ye Zhenghao glanced at Jiang Yanhui. Their eyes met again in the air, and after exchanging a look, they silently looked away. Finally, Jiang Yanhui spoke first, "Sisi, don't be like this, don't cry. Your crying makes my heart ache. I promise you, okay? I promise you, no matter what I have to do, I will find your child for you. He will definitely be alright. Please believe me one more time!"

Siyi's eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked at the man in front of her through a misty tear-filled gaze. She choked back sobs and said intermittently, "You... I believe you, Yan Hui... bring our son back, bring our son back."

"Okay." Jiang Yan gently wiped away her tears, held her head, leaned down and kissed her cheek, and finally said softly, "Baby, don't cry. It breaks my heart to see you crying like this. You stay here and be good with your older brother, and wait for me to come back, okay?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Jiang Yan kissed her forehead tenderly, then helped her sit on the sofa. She then called Liu Qi to ask him to prepare the car before going downstairs.

He had just reached the elevator door when Ye Zhenghao called out to him from behind, "Jiang Yan, come back."

Jiang Yan shifted her body slightly, but didn't turn around. "What is it?"

"If you need help, just ask me." These were Ye Zhenghao's sincere words. Now that he was standing here, no matter who it was for, he was willing to lend a helping hand to the man in front of him.

In fact, Ye Zhenghao knew best how much he opposed Jiang Yanhui being with his sister five years ago. But after five years, he saw a different Jiang Yanhui, and he had long since accepted the fact that this man was his brother-in-law.

"Thank you." Jiang Yan replied in a deep male voice. He still didn't turn around, but the words "thank you" were just as precious to him, and they came from the bottom of his heart. "You just need to take good care of Sisi for me."

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"Master Lin, um... the young master refuses to eat again. It's been a whole day. This child is quite stubborn, just like Young Master Yan." When the old butler knocked on the door and came in, Lin Zhenbiao was bending over, tending to a potted plant in the office, squinting his eyes, and idly trimming it with scissors in his hand.

“Master Lin, look at this young master…”

"He'll eat eventually." Lin Zhenbiao replied casually in his aged voice, and cut a crooked branch with the scissors in his hand. "He's just a child. How stubborn can he be? He won't turn down food when he's hungry. Keep an eye on him and go down."

Just as the old butler was about to leave, there was another knock at the door. Judging from the rhythmic sound, he knew it was a servant. Lin Zhenbiao waved his hand, and the old butler immediately turned around and opened the door. Sure enough, he saw the servant enter and respectfully say, "Master Lin, Young Master Yan is back."

Lin Zhenbiao's pruning hands never stopped, and upon hearing this, he merely curled the corners of his lips slightly. He spoke to the old butler, "Old Ming, look at this bonsai. I bought it for a high price back then. I've been too busy lately, and after only a few days of neglect, it's grown crooked, ruining the whole plant's beauty. But it's alright, we'll just cut off the crooked parts, and everything will be back to normal." He put down the scissors, straightened up, and said to the servant, "Go tell Young Master Yan that I'm taking a nap. If he has anything to say, tell him to wait until I wake up."

The servant naturally dared not object and left the room upon receiving the order.

The old butler hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Mr. Lin, should I take the young master to that room? I'm afraid Young Master Yan might come looking for someone..."

"Ha, does he have the right to point fingers at my place?" Lin Zhenbiao snorted dismissively. "But just in case, take the person in first."

"Yes."

After the old butler had left, Lin Zhenbiao walked around the executive desk, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and it rang three times before being answered. The person's expression was gloomy, but their voice was somewhat cheerful, "Xiao Rui, is that your grandfather? How is your father?"

Ying Rui was somewhat surprised to receive his call. "Grandpa, my dad is alright now, and we're going back to City A today."

"Well, it's good that everything's alright." Over the phone, Ying Rui naturally couldn't see the calculating glint in Lin Zhenbiao's cloudy yet still sharp eyes. "Xiao Rui, I'll send someone to pick up your parents. As for you, you can stay in City B and don't need to come back for now. There's no need to rush back to City A."

"why?"

Lin Zhenbiao chuckled, his eyes turning even colder, but his voice was kind, completely different from his expression at that moment. "Didn't your grandfather say he would help you win Yan Hui's heart back? Now the time is almost ripe. Do you want this man or not? Just give your grandfather a quick answer."

Yi and Shaojiang were very interested. Ying Rui was indeed tempted, her voice rising several decibels on the other end of the phone, "Grandpa, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course. Xiaorui, I know Yan Hui hasn't treated you well all these years, and I'm really sorry. You've wasted your best years on Yan Hui. How could you be willing to let him be with other women? Now there's a great opportunity. It's up to you whether you want to seize it!"

That's just too tempting.

No one would willingly waste three years of their life on a man.

Ying Rui's grand pronouncements were nothing more than a ploy to win Jiang Yan Hui's heart and soul. But in the end, she gained nothing and was even despised. Naturally, she was resentful. Lin Zhenbiao's words were like a shot of adrenaline when she was on the verge of collapse, instantly reviving her withered spirit. She no longer remembered Jiang Yan Hui's advice to her in the hospital corridor that day.

"Grandpa, as long as I can be with Yan Hui, I'm willing to do anything."

Lin Zhenbiao smiled and said, "Silly girl, how could your grandfather bear to let you do anything? You don't need to do anything. Just make a phone call to Ye Siyi and tell her that the person she's looking for is in your hands. Arrange to meet her. As for the location, just choose the top floor of the commercial building Yan Hui has in City B. It's not finished yet, and construction has stopped these past few days because of the contractor, so there aren't many people there. It will be very convenient for you to meet her."

Ying Rui hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking, "Grandpa, but I don't know who she's looking for, or who's in my hands?"

Lin Zhenbiao chuckled, "Silly girl, your grandfather has already arranged for someone to take care of this. Just arrange to meet her and stall for time. I'll take care of everything else. But remember, she must go alone! When you go back, she won't be able to be with Yan Hui anymore. From then on, you'll be Mrs. Jiang, no doubt about it."

The words "Mrs. Jiang" made Ying Rui eager for it. Because she was so eager, she didn't have time to think about it and immediately agreed.

Before hanging up the phone, Lin Zhenbiao instructed her again, "This matter can only be known by you. Also, I will send a car to pick you up in a while. Just wait at the hospital entrance. After everything is done, Grandpa will have Yan Hui go with you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register."

How could a young girl be as shrewd as Lin Zhenbiao, a seasoned veteran? A few words were enough to completely charm her, and she happily declared that she would definitely take care of him in the future!

Lin Zhenbiao hung up the phone, a sinister smile curving his lips.

Is it filial piety?

No need to wait until later. Just do this well for me now, and then he can rest easy!