My name is Si Yiyan. My mother was the one who named me.
According to the ancient Chinese dictionary, Yan means splendor.
Yan represents the warmth and brightness of the shining and outstanding sun.
My name was inspired by a book written by Zhang Heng.
My mother has always hoped that I could live under the sun and enjoy its warmth. At the same time, she also wanted me to be as magnificent and outstanding as the sun.
I always thought that I would grow up to meet my mother's expectations.
However, when my mother laid in my father's arms covered in blood, my father was overwhelmed with agony and at last, he pulled the trigger and shot himself dead with the gun that had been by his side throughout his life. I then took control of the Xiasi Group which started to face a crisis and was on the brink of falling apart.
Father's most loyal subordinates helped shield me while I escaped.
