Li Chenghou looked at Han Siyu lying in the hospital bed with a complex expression in his eyes, nodded slightly, and then pushed the door to leave.
When he came out, Lu Jinghan happened to step out of the elevator, and as they brushed past each other, a sinister and terrifying look crossed Li Chenghao’s face.
Lu Jinghan pushed open the door of the intensive care unit with one hand in his pocket, and the doctor greeted him respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Lu."
Lu Jinghan nodded slightly, "I have some matters to discuss with Miss Han now."
"Alright, we’ll step out then."
The doctor picked up the medical records from the table and tactfully left the room.
Lu Jinghan took a chair and sat beside the hospital bed, crossing his legs to look at Han Siyu, his voice wrapped in a biting chill, "Tell me the details of yesterday’s incident."
"How is Xiao Xi? Is she badly hurt?"
Han Siyu’s voice was no longer agitated, only filled with humble worry.
Lu Jinghan tapped his fingers casually on his leg, responding with a question instead of an answer, "Did you have a sudden pang of conscience that led you to save Han Xi?"
Yesterday, upon seeing Han Siyu lying in the blaze instead of Han Xi, Lu Jinghan had roughly guessed.
Had it not been for her rescuing Han Xi from the fire, he wouldn’t have allowed the rescue team to save her at all.
Han Siyu closed her eyes and then slowly opened them, as if making an important decision.
"From now on, I’ll disappear from Han Xi’s life forever. Just before I started the fire yesterday, she was crying and pleading, saying she wanted to make one last call to you, saying you are her only family member left in the world, wanting to say goodbye to you properly."
Han Siyu looked outside the window with eyes filled with desolate despair, "At that moment, perhaps I no longer counted as family in her heart."
Lu Jinghan showed no intention of interrupting her, just quietly sitting in the chair listening to what she had to say next.
"I really love Li Chenghao, but from beginning to end, his eyes were only on Han Xi. No matter how much I tried, how much I pleased him, he still seemed not to notice. Even though Han Xi is already married to you, he still wouldn’t let go, until he got hurt and hospitalized, when Han Xi started showing up before him every day, he finally had a smile again."
"But he actually forcibly kissed Han Xi in front of me, his kisses almost devouring Han Xi out of anger—he resented her for falling in love with another man."
Han Siyu suddenly looked at Lu Jinghan, a self-mocking yet pitiful smile on her lips, "Actually, I’m not Han Xi’s biological sister; I’m the child adopted by her parents from the orphanage. I thought maybe only if Han Xi died, Li Chenghao would truly see me."
The fact that Han Siyu and Han Xi weren’t related by blood was something Lu Jinghan hadn’t expected.
"Tell me about the kidnapping of Han Xi."
He needed to know what that girl had suffered.
Han Siyu had no intention of hiding anything, and even if she was to face legal consequences, she’d wholeheartedly accept them.
"Yesterday, I asked Han Xi to accompany me to the cemetery to pay respects. After we left, I hit her head with a brick, then dragged her to the nearby abandoned factory. I poured gasoline all around her; she cried and begged me not to do it, but jealousy had overtaken me, and I wouldn’t listen. Watching the fire rise around her, watching Han Xi curl up alone in the flames, I suddenly softened. As Han Xi said, even though we’re not blood-related, we grew up together, and mom always treated me well. If I burnt her most beloved daughter, mom might not forgive me even from heaven, so I rushed in with all my might to rescue Han Xi from inside."