Yin Suhua had been too anxious earlier; now, upon hearing that both Su Yu and the child are fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and seriously considered Yun Ya’s words, nodding, "I understand."
She took the dicine bowl and hurriedly walked inside.
Fatigue overwheld Yun Ya, who felt exhausted; the acupuncture had drained her ntally, and she just wanted to have a good sleep now without thinking about anything.
Without a word, Yan Song picked her up by the waist and quickly left Rongju Garden.
Nestled in Yan Song’s arms, Yun Ya’s peripheral vision caught sight of a slender figure. The person had her head slightly lowered, appearing elegant and quiet, and a hint of coldness flashed in Yun Ya’s eyes.
Pei Xinyi. It was she who had suddenly pushed Yun Ya at that ti. Although many people were present and it was chaotic, Yun Ya didn’t see who pushed her, but she distinctly heard a little bell ringing by her ear at that mont.
She noticed that among all these people, only Pei Xinyi had a silver bracelet with a small bell that jingled with a crisp sound that was not obvious yet distinctly captured by Yun Ya.
Without evidence, she couldn’t do anything about Pei Xinyi. Since Yun Ya knew Pei Xinyi secretly t with Yan Nangui, she’s known that this woman is no good. She’s certain that the Old Master’s incident was orchestrated by Lu Yuke, and Su Yu’s issues were orchestrated by Pei Xinyi. Whether the two colluded or acted on their own, Yun Ya couldn’t determine.
She simply didn’t understand where she offended Pei Xinyi, for this woman to turn and harm her.
Thinking about it, Yun Ya exhaustedly curled up in Yan Song’s arms and fell asleep. Yan Song carried her back to the room, placed her on the bed, stood by the bedside watching for a while, and then turned to leave.
Zhuang Xiyue was waiting at the door, and upon seeing Yan Song co out, she imdiately stepped forward and asked, "How is Yun Ya?"
Yan Song replied, "She should be fine. A good sleep will do."
Zhuang Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and then said through gritted teeth, "This ti, the matter was clearly aid at Yun Ya. I thought they would quiet down a bit, but these sordid ans keep erging endlessly. I don’t care about others, but bullying Yun Ya is bullying , Zhuang Xiyue. This ti, it absolutely cannot be tolerated."
The Centennial Family has already rotted from the roots.
A hint of coldness flashed in Yan Song’s eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Let handle this matter."
Zhuang Xiyue gave him a look, "These inner house matters, you as a man should not interfere..."
Yan Song waved his hand, his face stern and indisputable, "I don’t care whether it’s inner or outer house, man or woman; no one can escape unscathed after touching my woman."
When Yan Song said this, he was incredibly charming. Zhuang Xiyue smiled and patted his shoulder, "Son, mom believes in you."
Yan Song said coldly, "Mom, watch over Yun Ya. I have so matters to attend to."
Zhuang Xiyue nodded, "Go ahead and rest assured; I’ll guard your wife here."
Yan Song strode away, and as she watched his tall back gradually blur in the backlit sun, Zhuang Xiyue curled her lips in gratification.
This was her son, Zhuang Xiyue, full of courage and responsibility. This is not enough—a true man not only protects his ho and country but, more importantly, safeguards his woman.
On this point, Zhuang Xiyue was very satisfied.
Thinking this, she turned to enter the room, sat by the bedside watching Yun Ya sleep; Yun Ya’s face appeared particularly pale, seemingly exhausted, in a deep slumber.
Gently stroking Yun Ya’s face with pity, Zhuang Xiyue said, "Poor child, after the engagent banquet, I’ll have you move out. This place is really not suitable for you."
People are heartless, and crises arise endlessly; she didn’t want Yun Ya to be exposed to such dangers. Although she believed that with Yun Ya’s intelligence she would handle it very well, her heart hurt...
Pei Xinyi pulled Yan Si back to the room, where Pei Ying was waiting in the living room, softly called mom, and in the next mont, Yan Si pounced into Pei Ying’s arms, coyly calling out grandma.
Pei Ying rubbed Yan Si’s head and laughed, "Your Seventh Uncle just delivered so sweet lychees, go and taste them."
"Oh, there are lychees to eat." Yan Si imdiately jumped with joy.
Yan Si happily followed the servant out, leaving only Pei Ying and Pei Xinyi in the living room.
"We underestimated this woman, didn’t think she had this trick," Pei Ying said with a laugh. She only knew that Yun Ya had graduated from a prestigious overseas dical school and rely thought the girl was smart, nothing more.
Pei Xinyi said, "Will she find us out?" Pei Xinyi felt a bit uneasy.
Pei Ying curled her lips, "And what if she does? She has no evidence; it’s rely stirring up alertness, and besides, the sister-in-law is still ahead."
Fingers gently stroking the cup, she murmured, "Sister-in-law, don’t let down..."
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