"How could a family like the Yan Family possibly marry a woman with the identity of a movie star?" It wasn’t mockery, but rather a reflection of class differences that couldn’t be compared.
"I rember now... she’s Ji Yunya."
The na Ji Yunya was like a spell. In Country Hua, you might not know what Ji Yunya looks like, but it was impossible not to have heard her na, especially after the revelation that Ji Yunya was Dr. Nyx, making her na a household term.
Even though these political journalists might not care about who Ji Yunya really was, it didn’t an they wouldn’t have co across her na, absorbing basic information about her in their daily work and life...
"Oh my God, it turns out she is... Chief Yan’s daughter-in-law... Such a big deal.
At that mont, countless viewers watching the live broadcast on TV were also blown away by this news.
They thought they must have been seeing things.
Seeing Ji Yunya’s figure in political news was indeed unexpected and took everyone by surprise.
Her fans were in an uproar, exploding online.
So, the news of her engagent was true, marrying the son of a high-ranking official was also true; they thought he was just a regular administrative official. Who knew the background was so significant.
If Yan Nanmo hadn’t been exposed due to a criminal case and the trial hadn’t been public, the outside world might never have known she was undoubtedly Yan Nanmo’s daughter-in-law.
This identity was stunningly impressive, and she had always been so low-key. At the sa ti, many were watching the drama unfold, with even more envying and hating her fortune. Ji Yunya led a chard life, being smart and beautiful, within her possession wealth that could last several lifetis, achieving world renown for her dical skills at a young age, and now with an exceptionally well-bred and good-looking fiancé, she was truly life’s big winner.
But now, it was over; her future father-in-law was about to fall from grace. This field was ever-changing and brutally unforgiving, making it so that she’d never see the light of day again.
Everyone waited to watch Ji Yunya fall hard from the clouds into the mire, never to rise again.
The live broadcast continued.
At 8:50, the audience seats in the courtroom were fully occupied. Zhuang Xiyue, Yan Song, Ji Yunya, and Yan Ke sat in the second row. Many eyes lingered upon them, but they remained indifferent. Eventually, those who kept watching started to feel awkward.
Yun Ya was to the right of Zhuang Xiyue, with Yan Song on her left, and Yan Ke next to Yan Song. At that mont, Yan Ke leaned closer to Yan Song, looked around, and whispered, "Brother, do I have flowers growing on my face? Why is everyone looking at ?"
Yan Song slapped his palm against Yan Ke’s face, disdainfully pushing it away, and said coldly, "Because you’re too beautiful."
Yan Ke boasted smugly, "I knew it was like that...."
Imdiately realizing, he rolled his eyes, "What beauty, man, they’re admiring my handsoness, alright?"
Yan Song didn’t bother to engage, "Scram, don’t bother ."
Yan Ke pouted, making faces at Yun Ya, "Aren’t you going to control your man...?"
Yun Ya pursed her lips, trying to keep her emotions in check, "You, just say a few words less; this isn’t a place for your chatter."
Zhuang Xiyue suddenly grasped Yun Ya’s hand, and Yun Ya noted the sweat in her palm, softly asking, "Aunt Zhuang, what’s wrong?"
"Yun Ya... are you sure nothing will go wrong?"
Yun Ya’s gentle voice was incredibly reassuring, "Aunt Zhuang, don’t worry, this ti we’re going to expose Dongfang Jian, that old fox, for who he really is."
Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.
With Yun Ya’s words, Zhuang Xiyue gradually cald down, gently patting Yun Ya’s hand.
Yan Song’s cold gaze swept the room, and suddenly the earpiece in his ear flashed a red light.
The ti had co, the judge took his seat, the side door opened, and Yan Nanmo appeared.
He was neatly dressed, even though he wore a very ugly yellow vest, his complexion was good, and he seed spirited. He glanced in the direction of Zhuang Xiyue, a hint of softness in his eyes, then casually walked to his position.
At the sight of him, Zhuang Xiyue couldn’t help but burst into tears, covering her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud.
In that single glance, the two, with their hearts connected, understood each other’s eyes.
Though she knew everything was fake, thinking about the suffering he had endured recently, the tornt, she couldn’t help but feel her eyes redden.
Then the plaintiff’s representatives entered and stood in their position.
The clerk verified the facts, announced the court rules, formally opened the court, and the presiding judge declared the case and the judicial personnel, along with the clerk’s na, starting the normal court inquiry procedures.
"The defendant Yan Nanmo is accused as the main culprit in the 211 murder case. This case is now publicly tried; now, please let the parties present their statents, ti is limited."
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