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

Si Yuan stood in the shadows, listening to Si Yingying's words, her brows furrowing tightly.

What does Si Yingying mean by that?

What did she help Fu Qidong with?

Si Yingying's face turned extremely ugly after she heard what Fu Qidong said on the other end of the phone, and she yelled into the phone.

"If I hadn't told you that Si Aofu was pregnant and had gone abroad, could you have stopped her and caused a car accident to kill her and the bastard in her belly?"

"Now that Si Aofu is dead, her ghost is haunting me, haunting my dreams every day and giving me nightmares all night long. You have to make it up to me no matter what."

Si Yuan glared at Si Yingying, her eyes wide with fury.

She had always suspected that the car accident was not an accident, but she never expected that Si Aofu's death was caused by Si Yingying and Fu Qidong.

They killed my sister.

Si Yuan clenched her fists, her dark eyes filled with hatred as she stared at Si Yingying.

Si Aofu is already dead, how could Fu Qidong possibly give Si Yingying money? Sure enough, Fu Qidong hung up the phone first.

Si Yingying cursed as she looked at her phone: "Damn Fu Qidong, he deserves to be unable to have children for the rest of his life."

Then, she turned her attention to the painting.

"Speaking of which, Xie Zhizhou was a well-known painter in China. Now that he's dead, his paintings are all out of print and should be very valuable..."

Just as Si Yingying was about to take the painting down, Si Yuan's icy voice suddenly rang out, "What are you doing?"

"ah--"

The sudden sound startled Si Yingying.

Upon seeing Si Yuan, Si Yingying's face turned pale. She clutched her chest and took two steps back. "Sister Yuan, when did you arrive? How come you walked so quietly?"

Si Yuan looked at her quietly, her face expressionless. "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear. What are you feeling guilty about?"

"I……"

Si Yingying felt as if Si Yuan could see right through her while staring at her, so she immediately looked away. "I'm not guilty at all. I just missed my sister when I saw her portrait."

"Yeah?"

Si Yuan walked calmly to the front of the screen, gently touched Si Aofu's face, and her eyes involuntarily began to redden.

"Sister, I miss you so much... You're so cruel, you've been gone for so long and haven't even visited me in my dreams..."

Then, Si Yuan looked at Si Yingying, "You and my sister were so close back then, she must have visited you often, right?"

Si Yingying's heart raced, and guilt and fear spread through every cell of her body.

"Hehe... Compared to me, my sister and you are the best of friends. She didn't even come to see you, so why would she come to see me?"

Si Yuan nodded. "That's true. My sister died with her eyes wide open. She must have hated the murderer who killed her and the baby. Even if she goes to her dreams, she'll probably go to the murderer's dreams."

Si Yingying's legs went weak, and she accidentally swept the vase on the table to the ground.

"Bang—"

The vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a crisp sound.

Si Yingying became increasingly terrified.

Si Yuan helped Si Yingying up, smiled slightly at her, and said, "Be careful, little sister. Mother is very sad about my departure. What will she do if something happens to you?"

Si Yingying gave a dry laugh, unsure if it was just her imagination.

She always felt that although Si Yuan was smiling and caring about her, there was something about her that gave her the creeps.

Could Si Yuan have overheard her making a phone call to Fu Qidong?

Do not--

Definitely not—

Otherwise, given Si Yuan's personality, she wouldn't be so calm.

She would definitely question her about why she did that, and she would also seek revenge for Si Aofu.

But Si Yuan was too clever, and fearing that she might accidentally expose herself, Si Yingying dared not stay any longer.

"Sister A-Yuan, I have something to do, I'll be going now..."

Seeing that Si Yingying was about to escape, Si Yuan called out to her, "Yingying, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Si Yingying was terrified, but to avoid arousing Si Yuan's suspicion, she could only steel herself and look at Si Yuan, "Wh...what is it?"

"After my sister divorced Fu Qidong, there were some things she hadn't gotten back from the Fu family. Now that my sister is dead, those things are her belongings, and they should be taken back even more. I'd like to go to the Fu family tomorrow. Can you come with me?"

Si Yingying was taken aback; so that's what it was about.

As if struck by a thought, Si Yingying's eyes darted around, and her face showed sadness. "Sister, Sister Aofu is dead. Now only the two of us sisters are left in the family. You should have just asked me to go and get Sister Aofu's belongings instead of using the word 'trouble'."

"Okay...see you tomorrow..."

"Uh-huh……"

As she left the Si family home, Si Yingying chuckled and dialed Fu Qidong's number again.

Seeing that Fu Qidong did not answer, she sent him a WeChat message.

"Brother-in-law, Si Yuan asked me to go to the Fu family tomorrow to collect Si Aofu's belongings. You didn't get Si Yuan before, so you can't miss this great opportunity."

Less than a minute later, Fu Qidong called.

Si Yingying answered the phone triumphantly, not knowing what Fu Qidong said, she got into the car with a smile.

Si Yuan stood on the second floor, coldly staring at the entrance, her eyes filled with icy intent.

Bo Yusen hadn't been to the company for a month, and he spent a whole day just dealing with the backlog of documents.

But he still left work on time and went back to Yuanshan Dai.

Regardless of how Si Yuan is doing now, he would feel extremely anxious and unable to bear being separated from Si Yuan for even a day.

When he got home, he saw Si Yuan sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at her drawing. Bo Yusen immediately went over and hugged her.

He kissed her forehead. "Xie Zhizhou loves your sister so much, he must have found her already. Don't worry, they will definitely be living a good life."

Bo Yusen used to not believe in the afterlife, and even less in the possibility of meeting again after death.

But to comfort Si Yuan, he was willing to believe her.

Si Yuan looked at Bo Yusen quietly, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She obediently nodded and leaned against Bo Yusen's chest.

The next day.

After Bo Yusen went to the company, Si Yuan called Si Yingying.

When the two met, Si Yingying was wearing a white dress and exquisite makeup, clearly having dressed up deliberately.

Si Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

"Yingying, you look so beautiful today."

Fu Qidong promised Si Yingying that he would give her one million if he got Si Yuan.

Si Yingying was naturally in a good mood at the thought of receiving the money soon.

When I'm in a good mood, my desire to dress up comes to me.

"If we're going to retrieve Aofu's belongings, we should look our best. Otherwise, Aofu will be sad if she sees us looking dejected."

Si Yuan nodded. "You're right, let's go."

In the car.

Si Yingying sniffed, "Sister, what do you smell like? It smells so good..."

"Galaxy gave me a balm that lasts longer than perfume before."

Si Yingying pouted, her tone sour, "The Gu family's little princess is so good to you."

Si Yuan nodded. "Yinhe is generous and kind to her friends. What? You like this flavor?"

"If I say I like you, will you give it to me?"

"Of course... after all, now... it's just the two of us sisters..."

Si Yingying's eyes lit up. "Then I like it."

Si Yuan took out a perfume balm from her bag and handed it to Si Yingying, saying, "It's for you."

Si Yingying happily accepted it. "This is the first time I've seen this kind of perfume balm. How do I use it?"

Si Yuan: "It's similar to using perfume; apply it to your wrists and neck."