Chapter 255: The Illusion and the Truth
He didn't make a phone call until Bian Yue's back disappeared. He spoke calmly, "Mr. Li, Miss Bian is here to see your father."

After saying that, Bai Xu hung up the phone and the elevator door closed again.

At this moment, in the foreign manor, Li Siheng had just drunk some wine. He took the phone and walked downstairs with a drowsy step.

The drugs that made him look dying had strong side effects, and his body wouldn't be able to fully recover for a while.

But this was a step that Li Siheng had to take. It was the only way for him and Bian Yue to start over.

If he is not the heir of the Li family, and the relationship between them as siblings can be eliminated, then starting over would be possible.

Li Siheng frowned and slowly clenched the phone that had been hung up, wondering what he was thinking.

The blond foreign housekeeper came up from downstairs, saw him, and said in pure French: "Mr. Li, the person you asked me to find is in the study now."

Li Siheng then slowly calmed down his uncomfortable expression. He nodded gently, his peach blossom eyes calm, and said softly, "I understand."

After saying that, he followed the butler's steps and walked towards the study.

This house has a history of one hundred years. The European-style architecture exudes a historical and ancient temperament. It is spacious and luxurious, yet appears a little dull.

The housekeeper couldn't help but turn around and look at Li Siheng a few more times.

This mysterious and handsome oriental man is like a cloud of mist. No one knows his past, and no one knows his depth. He is generous, has an outstanding temperament, and exudes a sense of nobility that comes from a life of luxury.

Just like at this moment, he walked down the stairs indifferently. Although he had a gentle face, he made people feel particularly distant.

The butler withdrew his gaze and stopped looking, just walking ahead seriously.

The door of the study opened, and inside, a pale-haired old man with his eyes covered with a black cloth was huddled in the corner, shivering.

This old man was none other than Dai Jiangqing, whom Shen Jinci had met not long ago.

Li Siheng has been looking for him. This butler who has accompanied Shen Shan throughout his life must know a lot of unknown inside stories.

Li Siheng needs to know Shen Jinci's origins, which is very important to him.

At this time, Li Siheng walked in alone. He removed the black cloth from Dai Jiangqing's eyes, squatted in front of the old man, looked at his frightened face, and smiled gently: "I'm sorry, it's urgent, so I can only meet you in this way. Please don't mind."

"You are..." Dai Jiangqing's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Li Siheng in disbelief, his voice trembling: "Li Siheng, aren't you dead?"

"I'm just lucky to have survived. Mr. Dai can consider me dead." Li Siheng smiled and looked at Dai Jiangqing calmly, with no intention of untying him.

When he spoke again, his voice became even colder and calmer, "Mr. Dai, I came to you for no other reason than to ask you, do you know that Shen Jinci was swapped?"

Dai Jiangqing's face froze.

The meeting with Shen Jinci seemed like yesterday. Li Siheng and Shen Jinci, who had come back to life, were people he couldn't afford to offend.

Dai Jiangqing didn't know how much Li Siheng had guessed, so she could only bite the bullet and pretend to be calm and said, "Li Siheng, I don't know what you are talking about! Mr. Shen is naturally Mr. Shen, what do you mean by being switched?"

"Shen Shan spent so much time and effort to train Shen Jinci, using the most rigorous and meticulous elite education. But, the Shen Jinci he educated is already dead, right?" Li Siheng sneered, looking at Dai Jiangqing's increasingly unnatural expression, he said lightly: "Don't worry, I was able to find you here, so I naturally guessed the cause and effect. It's useless for you to deny it."

"Li Siheng, I've already said it, Mr. Shen is Mr. Shen! If you don't believe me, nothing I say will work!" Dai Jiangqing said in a cold tone. Such words were exchanged for Li Siheng's sneer.

Li Siheng looked at Dai Jiangqing calmly and said in a cold voice: "Of course you can keep talking tough, but I can also prevent you from leaving this door."

"You want to kidnap me? Li Siheng! This is illegal!"

"You are not in Hong Kong now, and I am already a dead man. I think there is nothing I can't do." Li Siheng still had a warm smile on his face, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

Seeing Dai Jiangqing's lips turn pale and her face turn dejected, Li Siheng changed the subject and softened his tone, "Of course, I don't want to do anything extreme. As long as you let me know what I want to know, I can release you without anyone noticing. I promise you that no one will know about this and you will be safe."

Dai Jiangqing looked painful. He looked at Li Siheng in horror. He did not relax because of his gentle words. He said in a hoarse voice: "What if I don't agree?"

Li Siheng didn't say anything at first, looking at Dai Jiangqing expressionlessly. Then, he smiled and said slowly, "Do you think I will let you, a potential threat, leave alive? Mr. Dai, you have to tell the truth, only then can we be in the same boat."

Dai Jiangqing looked at the coldness and cruelty that inadvertently flashed in Li Siheng's eyes. He was frightened and fell into a long silence, unable to utter a word.

Seeing this, Li Siheng knew that his words had worked.

Obviously, he will get everything he wants.

At night, the wind outside the manor was blowing coldly and grimly, blowing in through the half-open windows.

It is said that it snows all year round in this place, and perhaps soon there will be another snowy night.

Li Siheng had hardly ever seen snow. It had never snowed in Hong Kong, but Bian Yue once told him that she liked snowy days.

On Bian Yue’s 18th birthday, he held a much-anticipated birthday party for Bian Yue.

After the birthday party, they went to the port in Hong Kong.

Bian Yue stood in the mist of rain, pointed at the other side, and said to herself: "Li Siheng, let's go see the heavy snow later!"

Memories are always yellow and mottled, revealing a heart-wrenching helplessness.

That day, when I looked at Bian Yue's clear and clean eyes, my thoughts had actually begun to waver.

Does he really want to completely sacrifice her for the Li family?

Is there no other way between the two of them?
He was afraid to face it every time afterwards, and he suffered every day.

Most of the time, the price people pay to get everything they desire is beyond their ability to bear.

Later on, their engagement was cancelled, and Bian Yue married Shen Jinci in order to get the Bian family's inheritance.

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

In fact, he deliberately ignored all opportunities to meet her.

He had made his decision, he had chosen the Li family, and he told himself that he should be rational.

But reason cannot suppress instinct.