My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 415 Si Lisao Sent a Love Letter! 2

Si Lisao followed Si Mingjing to her office at Yinhai Building.

Si Mingjing took out a first-aid kit, selected a medicinal ointment for bruises, and applied it to his face, instantly making his handsome countenance even more appealing.

Si Lisao raised an eyebrow. "Amusing, is it?"

Without responding, Si Mingjing took his pulse and then said, "It’s all superficial injuries, no damage to the bones or tendons. How did you suddenly come up with the idea to propose to Si Yuan? Truly, without any warning. No wonder Mo Yinhe wanted to beat you; Si Yuan is his most cherished sister. Usually, whenever young talents want to get close to Si Yuan, he scrutinizes each one intensely."

Si Lisao, sitting on the couch and completely relaxed, replied nonchalantly, "He didn’t consider my feelings when he took my sister."

Si Mingjing: "..."

Her phoenix eyes lifted slightly as she questioned, "So, are you trying to get back at him by using Si Yuan?"

Si Lisao looked up, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at her.

That look was intimidating.

Si Mingjing realized she had asked an inappropriate question. With Si Lisao’s status, would he really joke about something as serious as marriage?

"So, you genuinely want to marry Si Yuan? Yet it seems like you’re not too fond of her."

Si Mingjing had eyes to see. During their few encounters, it was clear as day that Si Yuan was the enthusiastic one, while the Crown Prince was quite cold, apparently not holding Si Yuan in high regard.

Why the sudden change of heart this time?

"...She is the girl who helped me complete the coming-of-age ceremony."

A hint of complexity clouded Si Lisao’s eyes. "I’ve been searching for this girl for a long time. It wasn’t until Ye Siyuan’s birthday night that I realized, after searching far and wide for her, I only had to turn around to find she was there all along."

"So you want to take responsibility for her?"

Si Lisao nodded. "Yes."

That answer was too...

"Crown Prince, that’s not love! In my opinion, if you want to marry someone, it should be because you love her, not for any other reason. If it’s purely about responsibility, were I Si Yuan’s parents, I wouldn’t feel comfortable handing my daughter over to you."

Si Lisao retorted, "What is love?"

"Love... should be that burning passion, the feeling that she’s the only one for you in this lifetime. Do you feel that?"

"No."

When Si Lisao spoke, the movement of his lips pulled at his wound, causing a dull ache. He tried to speak as little as possible, keeping his words concise. "What use is something so intangible? When love arrives, you want to be together even if mountains crumble and the earth splits. When love fades, you fight bitterly over divorce. How many loves that begin with school uniforms and lead to wedding dresses ultimately fail to survive the seven-year itch?"

Fortunately, Si Yuan didn’t hear this conversation, or else...

But that silly girl probably wouldn’t even understand the heartache these words could cause.

In this game of love, she had lost completely. Even the smallest crumb of affection would taste incredibly sweet to her.

Si Mingjing felt sorry for her and said sternly, "Crown Prince, you are justifying the indefensible. Love alone indeed cannot guarantee an everlasting marriage, but without love, a marriage is just stagnant water. If you don’t love Si Yuan, why bother with her? If you do want to marry her, I think the first thing you need to do is be certain that you love her."

Si Lisao threw out a question, "Can’t we marry first and fall in love later?"

Si Mingjing thought for a moment.

"I don’t know, I’ve never tried."

After applying the ointment, Si Mingjing put away the first-aid kit, shrugged, and chuckled. "Perhaps that could work, who knows? The prerequisite, however, is that you’d have to convince Yinhe to let you marry Si Yuan."

There was no need to continue this topic; she already knew his attitude towards this relationship.

She changed the subject. "Am I really your sister?"

Si Lisao was about to answer when the phone rang.

Si Lisao made a ’wait’ gesture and picked up the call, which lasted almost half an hour.

After hanging up, Si Lisao said, "Little sis, I’ve got something to handle. We’ll talk about the rest later."

"I’m not in a hurry. Go ahead if you have things to attend to."

Si Lisao left in a rush.

Before he left, he instructed, "Wait here for a moment. I’ve asked someone to bring a gift for Ye Siyuan. Please pass it on to her for me."

Si Mingjing nodded slightly.

About twenty minutes after Si Lisao left, someone delivered a gift box, very delicately wrapped. What could be inside?

Si Mingjing carried the gift box home and handed it to Ye Siyuan.

"What is this?" Ye Siyuan was as curious as a child.

"I don’t know. It’s from your sweetheart."

Ye Siyuan, delighted, hugged the gift box but didn’t open it in front of Si Mingjing. Instead, she returned to her own bedroom, closed the door, and sat on the tatami mat to carefully unwrap it.

From childhood to adulthood, she had received countless gifts, an incalculable collection of treasures. Having received so many, she had become numb to it all, thinking she would never again feel the thrill and excitement of opening presents. Yet, at this moment, she once more experienced the childhood joy of receiving a gift.

PHEW.

Ye Siyuan took a deep breath, her heart fluttering with nervous anticipation as she opened the box.

Uh... what is this?

She had thought it might be a present, like expensive jewelry, but it wasn’t. Inside, there were just some photographs.

They were pictures of Si Lisao.

A good ten of them, spanning a wide age range.

Some were taken at formal events, and others were travel photos.

There were pictures of him as a child, as a teenager, and of course, as an adult.

As a child, Si Lisao also had two adorable little Dragon Horns on his head, just as cute as Xiaobai’s comically small Dragon Horns!

As a teenager, the small Dragon Horns on his head had turned into slanted Coral Horns, which by no means diminished his charm. On the contrary, they exuded a youthful and handsome vigor.

Wearing a simple white shirt, he looked somewhat tender, reminiscent of those energetic, sun-kissed high school basketball players.

There were also photos of him as an adult, his attire gradually becoming more mature and composed.

Judging from the photos, he was only about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, but he was dressed in a suit, with a crisp collar, trying to seem mature. His sharp and defined face already showed authority.

Ye Siyuan admired each photo one by one.

At first, she didn’t realize why Si Lisao had given her these photos, until—

"Ah, is that me?"

Ye Siyuan saw herself in one of Si Lisao’s travel photos!

She was lost in the crowd in the background, not very conspicuous; one had to look very closely to spot her!

Ye Siyuan immediately stood up. She rummaged through closets and drawers to find her own photo albums, then brought back several and laid them on the table, carefully flipping through her travel pictures.

After a while, she exclaimed, "I found it! This is the one. This was taken when I was fifteen, during a trip with my parents."

Ye Siyuan pulled the photo from the frame, scrutinized it carefully, and was so excited she almost jumped.

"Oh my god, is that Si Lisao in this picture too?"

Si Lisao was in the crowd in the background, showing only the back of his head. Without careful scrutiny, he wouldn’t be noticed at all. But comparing it with the travel photo Si Lisao had given her, she quickly confirmed it. Yes, it was him!

So, it turned out that when I was fifteen, we had traveled to the same place and had unknowingly captured each other in our respective photos!

What kind of fate was this?