Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 366 Answer
After hearing Lu Xingyan finish telling his story with "Xu Xingyang", Ji Yan remained unmoved and her heart was completely calm.

Even when she heard that Lu Xingyan hadn't received an answer after nine years, she merely snorted coldly and said, "It's truly unsatisfying not to have such an important answer. But besides that Miss Xu, who else could give you this answer? It's just a pity—"

She stopped there, only giving a slight twitch of her lips; the rest of her meaning was self-evident.

Lu Xingyan did not comment on this, but simply started the car again.

Ji Yan had thought this was the last stop, but the car started moving again, and she couldn't help but become slightly wary again. "Where are you taking me?"

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Xingyan said. "Anyway, you're just here to watch the show."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yan's expression hardened slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xingyan took her to the cemetery in the north of the city.

Ji Yan frowned slightly, but still followed Lu Xingyan to a tombstone.

It was a tombstone for a middle-aged man. Ji Yan looked at every word on the tombstone but couldn't find a single trace of familiarity.

However, the next moment, she heard Lu Xingyan say, "For the past nine years, she has been lying here with the answer I most wanted to know... silently. But now, her grave, along with that answer, has disappeared."

Ji Yan could easily understand the meaning behind his words.

He meant that Xu Xingyang should be buried here after she died, but after she returned, Xu Xingyang's grave disappeared into thin air and was replaced by the grave of this strange man in front of her.

But no matter how Ji Yan looked at it, she couldn't see any abnormalities in the tomb in front of her.

It looks like it has been standing here for a very long time, with no signs of being newly placed.

Just like the name "Xu Xingyang" that they told her, she clearly left no trace in this city.

But I insist that she believe it.

Ji Yan couldn't help but sneer again, glanced coldly at Lu Xingyan, and said, "Then I can only feel sorry for you. I can't help you with anything else, and please don't appear in front of me again from now on."

After saying this, Ji Yan turned and walked away quickly from the unfamiliar cemetery.

This time, Lu Xingyan didn't stop her.

He simply stood there quietly, watching her figure gradually disappear from sight, and finally, he couldn't help but smile.

This cemetery was once like a curse in his life; coming here would cause him pain, but not coming here would cause him even more pain.

But now, with the disappearance of that tombstone and her reappearance, the poison has finally been cured.

Nine years ago, it took him nearly two years to finally get close to her. Now that she's finally back, he doesn't mind taking even longer to gradually return to her side.

……

That night, when Yan Shiyu returned to Qiushuitai, it was already late at night.

The room was dimly lit. Ji Yan sat alone on the sofa on the terrace, with an empty wine bottle and a nearly empty wine glass at her feet.

When she saw Yan Shiyu return, she chuckled, "I opened a bottle of red wine for you. I don't recognize the brand, but the label looks quite old-fashioned, so it must be expensive... Mr. Yan, you don't mind, do you?"

Yan Shiyu glanced at it only, then said, "If you like it, have Gao Yan find two more and send them to you."

"If we still need to look, then it really isn't cheap." Ji Yan picked up her wine glass, took the last sip, and said, "Let's stop here then. Wine that's too expensive is not for someone like me."

Yan Shiyu glanced at her, but didn't say much, only saying, "Get some rest."

He turned to leave after speaking, but Ji Yan called out to him again at the next moment—

"You're back so late, Mr. Yan, you weren't working overtime at the company, were you? Did you go on a date with Ms. Tang? Where? Her apartment, a hotel, or your new home?"

When she mentioned the words "new home," Yan Shiyu's expression didn't change. Clearly, Tang Xu had already given him a heads-up.

"Miss Tang is really amazing. It hasn't been that long, and you've almost finished setting up a new house." Ji Yan swung her toes, then looked at him. "I'm a little curious, what's the meaning of you decorating a new house at a time like this?"

“New house, it just means new house,” Yan Shiyu replied.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yan's expression changed slightly. She said "Oh," and then said, "So, you're planning to marry her."

"Yes," Yan Shiyu readily admitted.

Ji Yan's expression finally changed slightly. She narrowed her eyes and her gaze turned sharp. "Marrying a divorced woman, and the ex-wife of your nominal nephew? Are you crazy?"

"Didn't I go crazy a long time ago?" Yan Shiyu retorted.

Ji Yan suddenly stood up. "Have you considered the reputation of the Yan family? Have you considered the impact this will have on the Yan Corporation?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shiyu simply glanced at her quietly, then slowly said, "Your surname isn't Yan."

It was as if he was reminding her of something.

Ji Yan smiled and said, "Of course I know my surname isn't Yan, but I know who raised me and who kept me from becoming an orphan and ending up on the streets."

A flicker of emotion crossed Yan Shiyu's eyes. "You think he nurtured you. But you don't even know who you are."

“But I know who abandoned me,” Ji Yan retorted sharply. “That’s enough, isn’t it?”

Upon hearing this, the ripples in Yan Shiyu's eyes vanished without a trace.

He didn't say anything more, and turned away.

Ji Yan, however, assumed he was just feeling guilty because his sore spot had been touched, and followed him barefoot into the living room. "Of course, what does this matter to Mr. Yan? Anyway, anything that doesn't benefit him can just be abandoned... Like now, you've discovered I'm not the person you imagined, and you don't want a sister like me, you can still just wave your hand and discard me without any cost... Why bother getting a new home outside? Just say the word, and I'll leave, right?"

She continued talking as she walked, but Yan Shiyu didn't stop or turn around, heading straight into his study. However, he didn't close the door.

Ji Yan was able to stand at the door and finish saying what she wanted to say.

However, Yan Shiyu did not respond to her. After turning on the computer, he focused his attention on the screen in front of him.

Ji Yan stood there, staring at him coldly for a while, before finally letting out a cold snort and turning back to her room.

In the vast mansion, the two of them remained quietly in their respective spaces until much later, when Ji Yan heard the sounds of doors opening and closing outside.

Yan Shiyu must have gone back to his room.

Indeed, how could someone as cold-hearted and ruthless as him possibly stir up any waves because of her few words?

He'll still eat when he's supposed to, sleep when he's supposed to, and continue entangled with that woman as usual—

The next morning, when Ji Yan woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

Breakfast was already prepared in the kitchen. As soon as the chef saw her come out, he immediately put the prepared food on the table, while the aunt was cleaning.

Ji Yan drank alcohol yesterday, and today she only felt a headache. She was not in a good mood while sitting at the table, and she listlessly drank two sips of soup before putting down her bowl.

Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly heard the aunt mutter inquiringly, "Mr. Yan didn't come back again last night? He's always so busy, can he handle it?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yan raised her eyes slightly and asked, "How do you know he didn't come back yesterday?"

She was usually a woman of few words, and even rarer to speak up. The aunt was flattered and quickly said, "His bed hasn't been touched at all. It's obvious he hasn't been home overnight. Has he been very busy lately? Miss Ji, you must tell him to take better care of his health."

Ji Yan did not answer her question, but simply stood up, walked to the door of the master bedroom, and glanced inside.

The bed was indeed untouched, indicating that Yan Shiyu did not return to her room to rest last night.

Did he spend the night in the study?

But she clearly heard the door open and close last night—

Ji Yan's gaze swept across the study, then suddenly stopped on the closed door next to it.

Since she moved into the house, that door has always been closed and has never been opened.

Ji Yan couldn't help but step forward and try turning the doorknob.

Unsurprisingly, it couldn't be turned.

Ji Yan turned to the cleaning lady in the living room and asked, "Could you open this room?"

The aunt quickly replied no.

The answer was, unsurprisingly, the same.

Ji Yan didn't ask any more questions.

Before long, the cook and the housekeeper left, leaving her alone in the huge house again.

Ji Yan stared at the door for a while, then took out her phone and randomly searched for a locksmith's phone number.

Of course, she could have contacted the property manager, but given the service level of Qiushuitai's property management, they would have inevitably notified Yan Shiyu. So, she chose a shortcut.

Ji Yan had instructed the housekeeper to bring the people up to the street beforehand, but she never expected that Gao Yan would come up with the locksmith.

The housekeeper led the locksmith to her and left, leaving Gao Yan staring at her warily. "What do you need a locksmith for?"

"What's it to you?" Ji Yan looked at him. "What are you doing up here?"

Gao Yan paused, then handed her a wooden box he was holding. "Mr. Yan said you like this wine, so he asked me to find some... I only found these two bottles so far, so I brought them over. After all, it's more reassuring to bring such an expensive wine up as soon as possible."

Ji Yan stared at the box in his hand for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Put it down and you can leave."

Gao Yan glanced at the locksmith beside him, then carried the wine inside, skillfully placed it in the wine cabinet, and turned to look around the entire room—

His gaze swept across the living room to the hallway at the back, and then he suddenly realized something. He turned to Ji Yan and asked, "You want to open that door?"

"What's it to you?" Ji Yan glanced at him, pushed him aside, and prepared to lead her master inside.

"Miss Ji!"

Gao Yan had no idea what was in that room, but seeing Ji Yan's actions, he felt uneasy, as if some terrible secret was about to be discovered.

He dared not inquire into such a secret, let alone imagine what would happen if others knew.

“You can’t do that,” Gao Yan said. “That’s Mr. Yan’s room!”

“This is his house too, but I’ve moved in, haven’t I?” Ji Yan said. “Unless he kicks me out right now, I’m opening the door today!”

"Ji Yan!" Gao Yan couldn't describe his panic, and when he opened his mouth, he couldn't control himself, "Don't push your luck!"

Ji Yan paused slightly, then turned to look at him. "You seem so nervous, it looks like you know what's inside. Tell me, tell me, and I won't let Master open the door."

"I don't know." Gao Yan's expression changed slightly as he gritted his teeth and answered.

"Do you think I'd believe that?" Ji Yan said.

Gao Yan's expression cracked again. "Of course you won't believe it! You won't believe anything! You only think that Mr. Yan abandoned you, gave up on you! You only think about taking revenge on him, about making him suffer, about making him feel humiliated! You don't dare to think about, and don't dare to believe, how important you really are to him—"