Yan Si lowered her head, "I know."
Yin Suhua sneered, "Si’er is just a little girl, how much strength can she have? Yun Ya’s body is really too fragile, I don’t think she’ll be able to bear children in the future..."
Those words were vicious, especially in such a prestigious family. Yan Song, as the great-grandson, if he were to marry a wife who couldn’t bear children and couldn’t bring prosperity to the family, it would be considered unfortunate...
Yun Ya tightly clenched her fists beside her body, enduring the stabbing pain in her chest, her face wearing a smile: "Third Aunt, please don’t make fun of ."
"Yes, Third Aunt, what you said is a bit harsh. If baseless rumors spread, how would Yun Ya manage herself? Yueyue probably wouldn’t agree either, and who can predict the future?" ng Shujing spoke up to defend Yun Ya.
Yun Ya looked at her gratefully, and ng Shujing smiled at her.
Yin Suhua laughed, "Alright, then I’ll wait to beco a great-grandmother, and congratulations to the old man, he’ll be holding his great-grandson soon."
It was really just to make fun of Ji Yunya, she looked at Ji Yunya’s physique, like a bean sprout, barely any chest, and no curves, at first glance not good for bearing children. A woman’s greatest duty is to bear children, no matter how pretty she is, it’s useless otherwise.
The old man, whether he understood or not, just kept laughing and beckoned Yun Ya over. Yun Ya endured the pain and walked to him, her face showing a warm smile: "Great-grandfather..."
The old man patted her head: "Girl, it’s been days since you last ca to see this old man." His tone surprisingly carried a hint of complaint.
Yun Ya laughed, "Great-grandfather, I’m here now, aren’t I? From now on, I’ll accompany you every day, how does that sound?"
The old man nodded with a smile, "Good."
Yin Suhua glanced sideways, uncertain about what kind of charm this girl had cast on the old man, he seed to like her so much, even more than his own great-granddaughters Yan Si and Xingxing.
After a while, everyone left, Yin Suhua departed flamboyantly, Pei Xinyi took Yan Si along as well, while ng Shujing and Yun Ya walked down the long corridor, "It just rained, the ground is slippery, be careful when you walk."
Yun Ya nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Aunt."
"Yun Ya, don’t take Third Aunt’s words to heart, that’s just her personality." Stubborn and petty, it’s easier to let things pass, which only fuels her arrogance.
Yun Ya smiled, "I know."
ng Shujing glanced at her, "Alright, I’ll head back. You should rest too, you look quite pale. Would you like to visit the hospital?" She saw clearly that Yan Si hit her hard, and Yun Ya’s complexion changed imdiately.
Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, "I’m fine."
Back in her room, Yun Ya unbuttoned her collar, seeing her fair and delicate chest already swollen and red, and the pain was still making her head spin.
"Miss, how did this happen?" Ah Yun exclaid.
Yun Ya lacked the energy to speak, choosing to say nothing, she lay on the bed, slipped under the covers, took off her clothes, and gently massaged her chest.
She hated others saying she couldn’t have children, Yin Suhua crossed her taboo, that annoying old woman.
With a soft sigh, the pain in her chest slightly eased, and she drifted off to sleep.
Until a gust of cold wind hit, Yun Ya suddenly shivered, and found herself in a slightly cool embrace. She jolted awake.
The person behind froze abruptly as well, Yun Ya didn’t usually sleep without clothes, this was...
Her eyes brightened, her hands started misbehaving, feeling the hand on her chest, Yun Ya cried out in pain, "It hurts... let go of ."
Yun Ya had scread in pain before, but this ti it was more intense, Yan Song instinctively let go, frowning in the silver moonlight, noticing her face looked awful, his expression darkened.
"What happened?"
Yun Ya nestled into his arms, arms around his waist, her voice tinged with tears: "I feel so uncomfortable."
Yan Song thought she was ill, imdiately sat up, "I’ll take you to the hospital, right away." Then he started helping her dress.
Yun Ya pounced, clinging to him, "I don’t want to go to the hospital."
Yan Song held her resolutely, "Tell clearly, where do you feel unwell?"
Yun Ya pursed her lips, "My chest hurts..."
Yan Song: "..." Chest pain could be minor or serious, it shouldn’t be delayed.
Yun Ya, being a doctor herself, knew exactly what was happening, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest: "Rub it for , and it won’t hurt."
Yan Song: ... the complex feelings cannot be described!
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