"Mom, what are you thinking? It was Yan He who slandered Yun Ya first, and Yun Ya is also a victim."
Yan Song chuckled, "Huahua, you misunderstood your aunt. That’s not what she ant."
ng Shujing poked her forehead, "Since when did you beco so close with her? You’re really siding with outsiders."
Yan Hua frowned and said, "Yun Ya and I are already friends."
ng Shujing’s eyebrows shot up in anger, "What is your status, and what is hers? Why would you be friends with her? It’s beneath you."
Yan Hua didn’t want to say more, as she knew her mother’s temper. No amount of talking would help.
ng Junci linked her arm with Yan Hua’s, her eyes flickering slightly, "Although you have the right to make friends, you’re upsetting your aunt, so tread carefully."
Yan Hua replied calmly, "I know."
ng Junci smiled subtly, glancing discreetly at Ji Yunya walking behind them. Each step of the young girl seed precisely asured and exuded an elegant and noble aura. Just a step behind her was Dongfang Yi, who was the most outstanding among the socialites in the Capital City. Standing together, the differences were apparent.
Dongfang Yi paled in comparison, be it in looks or aura, she couldn’t match Ji Yunya’s excellence. What you see is real; this top socialite is genuinely without flaw.
Thinking this, acid welled up in her heart. Could it be that Yan Ke likes this type of girl, no wonder he doesn’t fancy .
But so what? Yan Song is tall and imposing, unparalleled in looks, and most importantly, has a boundless future. Isn’t he much better than you? Why should I trap myself with you, a crooked tree?
Thinking like this, she secretly made up her mind.
They carried Yan He to the nearest guest room, and Qiaoyin brought in the doctor, "The doctor is here."
An old man in his fifties carrying a dicine box entered, waved at the room full of won, "Everyone wait outside."
"Doctor Zheng, I’m counting on you." Finished talking, ng Shujing led everyone out to wait in the adjacent guest room.
Doctor Zheng walked over to check, furrowing his brows deeply, "How did it get so severe?"
He instructed outside, "Bring in a basin of clean water and a clean towel."
Soon a little maid brought in a basin with a white towel on the edge, placed the basin down, and left.
Doctor Zheng wrung out the towel clean, intending to wipe the blood off the face first to find the bleeding point, "Such a severe injury and on the face, this poor girl... Facial disfigurent is unavoidable, but that’s in ancient tis. With today’s advanced dical technology, this small wound is nothing."
Just then, Yan He suddenly woke up, dazed, then lifted her hand to her face, gasping in pain. Feeling the blood on her hand, she suddenly scread, "My face...."
Doctor Zheng said helplessly, "Don’t touch it. An infection will be troubleso."
Yan He suddenly gripped Doctor Zheng’s hand, her grip turning her knuckles white, "Is my face disfigured?"
Doctor Zheng patiently comforted, "No, with current dical technology, even if there is a scar, it can be removed with laser. You’ll still be as beautiful as before, don’t worry."
Yan He shook her head desperately. No way, with such a big cut on her face, there will definitely be a scar. She didn’t have much femininity to begin with, and with a big scar on her face, how could Yan Song possibly like her anymore?
Recalling the previous scene, it could never have been an accident. It was Ji Yunya, who deliberately provoked her, causing her to lose control, and just as she lunged, the plum tree branch happened to strike her.
This was all Ji Yunya’s conspiracy.
She clenched her teeth in hatred, "Ji Yunya, I will never forgive you."
She didn’t cover her voice, and everyone in the next room heard it.
Yun Ya couldn’t help but smile bitterly, Yan Hua holding her hand, "This Yan He is truly unreasonable."
"Don’t talk, moving your muscles will affect the wound, and if it tears, do you still want your face?" Doctor Zheng sternly reprimanded.
Yan He wept large tears, mixing with the blood on her face, making her look truly pitiable.
Only now did Doctor Zheng see clearly, the wound stretched from the left forehead sliding down along the left eye. He gasped, Yan He suddenly covered her left eye, sobbing, "It hurts...."
On the other side——
Lu Yuke returned to the room with Lu Mingzhu, turning around and giving her a slap, "Idiot, how did I warn you before? Are you just ignoring my words?"
Lu Mingzhu held her face, looking aggrieved, "I saw Ji Yunya and Yan Song eting secretly in the Plum Forest. Isn’t she engaged to Yan Ke? Then why is she flirting with Yan Song? I couldn’t stand it so I...."
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