Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

Si Yuan doesn't want to cry.

But when she was held in Bo Yusen's arms and smelled the comforting scent on him, her nose stung terribly, and she couldn't control her emotions.

"I don't have a sister anymore..."

"I have no sister anymore..."

Hearing her choked voice, Bo Yusen felt extremely heartbroken.

He gently patted her back, soothing her tenderly, "You do. Si Aofu will always be your sister, she's just accompanying you in a different way now."

Si Yuan closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again. She slowly pushed Bo Yusen away. "Thank you, Mr. Bo. I should go in now."

Bo Yusen watched Si Yuan's retreating figure, his brows furrowing tightly.

After Si Yuan woke up in her hospital bed, the first thing she did was to have someone investigate the driver who caused the accident.

In places like airports, instead of getting out of the car to check on people after hitting someone, they simply fled the scene.

Whether it was drunk driving or premeditated, she was determined to find that person.

Si Yingying arrived late, just as Si Aofu's funeral was drawing to a close.

She stared at Si Aofu's portrait, then knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "No... I can't believe it's true. How could Sister Aofu be dead?"

He Shuqing pulled Si Yingying up, but Si Yingying gripped He Shuqing's hand tightly. "Aunt Shuqing, tell me, all of this is fake..."

He Shuqing sighed softly, her eyes red, "Yingying, Aofu has really left us..."

"How could this happen? Waaah..."

Si Yingying broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. "I even talked to Sister Ao Fu about going to the beach! How could she go back on her word?"

As she spoke, Si Yingying walked up to Si Yuan, "Sister, why is Sister Ao Fu going to the airport? I heard she's pregnant... You knew something all along, but you've been keeping it from us, right?"

Si Yuan looked at Si Aofu expressionlessly. "What do you want to say?"

"You owe us all an explanation for Ao Fu's death!"

Si Yuan carefully took down the portrait and held it in her arms. "If you want an explanation, go find the driver who caused the accident. Don't come yelling at me. I don't have time to deal with you right now."

After saying that, Si Yuan turned and left.

"you--"

Si Yingying stared at Si Yuan's retreating figure with bloodshot eyes. She was about to say something when Si Qingwan stopped her, "Yingying, today is Ao Fu's funeral. What kind of behavior is this, shouting and yelling like that?"

"Oh, Mom..."

Si Yingying took Si Qingwan's arm and said, "Si Yuan obviously knew everything about Sister Aofu going abroad, but she didn't say anything. Now that Sister Aofu has died tragically in a car accident, maybe Sister Yuan killed Sister Aofu for the sake of inheritance..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Si Qingwan shook off Si Yingying's hand and scolded her angrily, "Even if someone harms Aofu, Ayuan wouldn't hurt Aofu..."

Si Yingying was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She hadn't expected Si Aofu to die, but the matter was already settled. She could only try to drag Si Yuan down with her so that Si Qingwan would cancel Si Yuan's inheritance rights and hand over the Si family to her instead.

"Mom, do you really trust Si Yuan that much? Before Ao Fu passed away, she often called me and said that Si Yuan was wary of her and targeted her in every way, just because she was afraid that after Ao Fu divorced and returned to the Si family, she would fight with Si Yuan for the family property."

"It's perfectly normal for Si Yuan to kill people in order to inherit the Si family business—"

"Shut up--"

Si Qingwan's face darkened completely. "From now on, don't let me hear you say anything bad about A Yuan again, or don't blame me for not showing any motherly affection."

Si Yingying clenched her fists, her face looking extremely ugly.

After everyone left, she stood in the gloomy mourning hall and felt a chill run down her spine.

Her face was filled with terror. She clasped her hands together and muttered, "Sister Aofu, the grievance has its source, and the debtor has its debtor. The person who killed you was Fu Qidong. Go and seek revenge on him, don't come looking for me—"

After Si Aofu's funeral, Si Yuan fell into insomnia again.

Even after taking an increased dose of sleeping pills, I still couldn't fall asleep.

She became extremely thin and emaciated. She stopped going to the company, stopped talking to her family, and often locked herself in her room for the entire day.

Si Qingwan knew things couldn't continue like this, and was just about to go and talk to Si Yuan when...

A painting was sent from home, and the sender specifically asked Si Yuan to sign for it.

Si Yuan came downstairs in her pajamas, her face as white as a ghost.

Si Qingwan and He Shuqing were shocked when they saw it.

"Ah Yuan..."

Si Yuan ignored the two of them, opened the signed painting, and saw that the people in the painting were her and Si Aofu.

There was also a letter inside, addressed to "Sister A-Yuan".

Si Yuan recognized this font.

In the past, when Xie Zhizhou wrote love letters to Si Aofu, Si Aofu would often show them to her, as she recognized Xie Zhizhou's handwriting.

For some reason, Si Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

She hurriedly opened the letter—

"Little sister A-Yuan..."

You are Aofu's favorite and most cherished younger sister, I hope you will allow me to call you that.

I'm sorry, I left in a hurry yesterday and didn't get to say much to you. But I was afraid that Aofu would be too lonely and scared by herself, so I quickly finished this painting and then went to keep her company.

I hope that by the time you read this letter, I will have already found Aofu on my way to the underworld.

Ao Fu and I are destined to be apart in this life, but in the next life, no matter what, I will never let go of her hand.

You said meeting me was the greatest happiness of Aofu's life, but that's not really the case...

Aofu's favorite person is still you. When we're together, she often talks about you, saying you're the most obedient, smartest, most capable, and most beautiful little sister in the world, and that you're the person she loves most in her life...

She insisted on introducing us, saying that if I could capture even a fraction of your beauty in a painting, I would be famous worldwide. Unfortunately... before we even met, Aofu and I parted ways.

She also wanted me to paint a picture of you sisters, and I kept my promise...

Don't be sad. Aofu left suddenly. Her death was an accident and has nothing to do with you.

It was my own choice to go find Aofu; I wanted to be with her so badly.

All my assets and paintings have been transferred to your name, and I think Aofu will be happy with my decision.

You are Aofu's sister, and also my sister...

Don't worry, I will definitely find Aofu. We will bless you and ensure you have a worry-free life.

I hope you can live well, carrying our hopes and our future with you.

This was Xie Zhizhou's last writing.

[Newly emerging painter Xie Zhizhou committed suicide by cutting his wrists at his home at 4:00 AM today.]

[Xie Zhizhou's parents died early, he had few interpersonal relationships, and is suspected of committing suicide due to depression.]

[Latest news: Depression and suicide have been ruled out; the cause of death has been determined to be a double suicide.]

The news of Xie Zhizhou's death was being broadcast on television. Si Yuan stared blankly at the image of Xie Zhizhou being carried out with his face covered by a white sheet.

He ran out like a madman.

"Ah Yuan—"

Worried that something bad might happen, Si Qingwan grabbed Si Yuan, saying, "Ao Fu is dead, but Xie Zhizhou still won't let her go."

Upon hearing this, Si Yuan abruptly stopped in her tracks. She looked at Si Qingwan as if she were looking at a cold-blooded and ruthless demon.

"The murderer—"

Tears streamed down Si Yuan's face, her bloodshot eyes filled with hatred. "You have no right to speak ill of Xie Zhizhou. You're the one who broke them up, you're the one who ruined my sister's happiness, and you're the one who killed them—"