At the sa ti, Ming Han also expressed his shock and relief—behind every genius lies relentless effort. You’re my eternal pride.
Everyone knew he was referring to Ji Yunya, and fans buzzed on Weibo, offering congratulations and sighs. How did such a phenonal person co to be?
Not to ntion the craze she stirred among countless young students, as this high-IQ goddess-level scholar made those internet-famous top students look utterly insignificant.
And the news of Yun Ya’s engagent surfaced again, unearthed by inquisitive netizens. Out of nowhere ca a photo, capturing the scene from her engagent banquet. She wore a luxurious gown, dazzling under the lights, srizing every pair of eyes that saw her.
Apart from her, everything around was blurred, but the man beside her, though just a vague silhouette, hinted at a tall and erect stature. Their fingers intertwined, silent love flowing between them.
This photo once again stunned the entire internet.
It turned out Ji Yunya was indeed engaged, and the groom hailed from the Capital City Red Aristocratic Family. Her future father-in-law was renowned nationwide, and her fiancé, not only of distinguished lineage, was also exceptionally handso and talented. At such a young age, he held the rank of colonel, with boundless prospects.
He and Ji Yunya were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match made in heaven.
The online buzz was filled with envy.
Later, it was revealed that this man was the "National God," who beca an internet sensation over two years ago with a slam dunk photo. He was Ji Yunya’s fiancé.
ntioning this prompted many netizens to recall that the National God and the National Goddess were indeed a perfect match!
Yun Ya felt uninterested after a while. The internet was too restless. Many people just followed the crowd without wanting to take the ti to think deeply. This was a common phenonon in today’s society: lauded by all today, but as soone elevated to mythic status, she couldn’t afford the smallest mistake. The netizens could be so quick to turn against soone.
Just then, a phone call suddenly ca in from an unfamiliar international number. Yun Ya pressed her lips together, answered, and placed the phone to her ear.
"Yun Ya?" A deep, gentle voice ca from the phone, and almost imdiately, Yun Ya’s tears began to fall involuntarily.
"Brother Yan... when are you coming back?" No matter how formidable she appeared to the world, in front of him, she was always that sensitive and fragile little girl.
"Don’t cry. The matter here is settled. I’ll be back soon." Yan Song’s voice was extrely gentle, almost like a whisper beside her ear.
Yun Ya sniffed, "Okay, I’ll wait for you."
Yan Song’s low voice carried a hint of guilt, "I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed the most...."
"I don’t bla you. I know you’re working hard for our future...." Yun Ya said with a smile.
"Be good, wait for my return."
Yun Ya reluctantly hung up the phone, feeling lost, sitting there hugging her knees, her face buried in them.
Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Yun Ya looked up abruptly, seeing Qiao Wen’er slip in from outside, quickly closing and locking the door behind her.
Yun Ya narrowed her eyes slightly, slowly sat up straight, and said nothing. Her re gaze left others with nowhere to hide.
Qiao Wen’er straightened her back, walking towards her step by step in high heels, her eyes glinting with icy light.
"So now you’re an idol adored by everyone, and I... I’m a street rat, everyone’s shouting to beat ." Qiao Wen’er’s eyes suddenly blood with venomous resentnt, staring fiercely at Yun Ya.
Her hair was disheveled, her coat wrinkled, stockings full of big holes, and even her makeup was sared, looking utterly disheveled.
Yun Ya’s lips curled slightly, mocking and disdainful, "As a doctor, you must uphold your professional integrity. Otherwise, don’t co out and harm people."
"How dare you talk to , what are you even? If it weren’t for you, how could I end up like this? It’s all you...." Qiao Wen’er suddenly pointed at Yun Ya, and a fruit knife appeared in her hand.
Yun Ya’s eyes narrowed slightly, as unmovable as a mountain.
"You’ve done this to , Ji Yunya; I will never let you go." Qiao Wen’er seed extrely agitated, rushing towards Yun Ya with the knife.
Yun Ya’s eyes turned cold, "Qiao Wen’er, think carefully about the consequences of your action...."
Yun Ya’s cold voice halted Qiao Wen’er’s movent montarily. Then, her eyes filled with hateful malice, "Only with your disappearance will everything that belongs to co back. So, you must die."
With those words, she lunged at Yun Ya with the knife, her gaze resolute and fierce.
Yun Ya cursed under her breath, "lunatic," knowing reasoning with such a ntally unstable person was impossible. They believed the world should revolve around them, daring to kill at the slightest discontent.
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