Ji Die looked disapprovingly at Yun Ya, "Yaya, how can you speak of the young mistress like that? She has her difficulties. Which woman would willingly abandon her own child?"
Yun Ya suppressed the resentnt in her heart and smiled, "Even if she has difficulties, can they be used to justify her abandonnt of her children? Aunt Die, you’ve seen with your own eyes how she has treated Miaomiao and since we were young. Though she gave birth to us, she never fulfilled her motherly duties for even a day. In my heart, only you are my mother."
Her eyes gradually reddened, conveying an image of such grievance.
"Yaya, the young mistress, she..." Ji Die wanted to defend her young mistress but suddenly felt at a loss for words. Indeed, she had witnessed firsthand how the young mistress had treated the little young mistress and the young master. Back then, she could comfort herself by thinking the young mistress wanted her daughter to be successful, but now, shaken by Yun Ya’s words, she was starting to waver.
Especially with what Yun Ya had said, realizing she held such an important place in her heart gave Ji Die a sense of feeling valued, stirring her emotions montarily.
But reflecting on sothing, that rush of emotion faded away. She was self-aware; she could not compare to the young mistress.
"Yaya, I am just a servant, and one day, the little young mistress will return."
Yun Ya really wanted to pry open Ji Die’s head to see what was in there. What virtues did Ji Lanyi have that made them all so devoted to her?
Yun Ya’s fist clenched and then relaxed, "Aunt Die, do you still love Uncle Qin?"
Ji Die’s expression flinched, and then her head drooped down in despondency.
"Aunt Die, you and Uncle Qin grew up together. If it weren’t for my mother, you and Uncle Qin might already be together by now. Why waste more than a decade of your youth? And, my mother loves my father; she has never loved Uncle Qin. If you truly like Uncle Qin, don’t let him continue to be hopelessly stuck. His happiness can only co from you."
His happiness can only co from you.
This statent pierced straight into Ji Die’s heart.
Her heart skipped a beat as she stared blankly at Yun Ya, "Can I really do that?"
Yun Ya held her hand with a firm and forceful tone, "Apart from you, who else in this world loves him?"
Ji Die suddenly burst into tears, "But in his heart, there is only the young mistress. What can I do?"
Yun Ya’s heart suddenly clenched in pain. She wondered, was she doing the right thing? Aunt Die and Uncle Qin were such honest people; she shouldn’t be using them...
But soon, Yun Ya overturned her own thoughts.
She was doing this for their happiness; this way, they could be happy...
In a selfish way, Yun Ya consoled herself by believing she was doing what was best for them, yet deep down, she refused to admit that she was rely retaliating against Ji Lanyi.
When the two people most devoted to you betray you, with your haughty nature, you surely won’t be able to accept it.
Ji Lanyi was the kind of person who, even if she didn’t love you, wouldn’t tolerate betrayal.
Selfish to the very core.
"Given ti, Uncle Qin will surely see your worth. Aunt Die, I will help you."
Ji Die hesitated for a mont and then shook her head vigorously, "No... His affection is for the young mistress, I cannot betray her..."
Yun Ya felt a murderous rage and took a deep breath, her voice softening, "Aunt Die, how can this be a betrayal to my mother? She never liked Uncle Qin to begin with. He’s been unilateral in his affection. Do you have the heart to watch him live in loneliness? He’s already pitiable for not receiving a mother’s love... Between the two of you, one must be brave enough to take the step forward... Listen to , Aunt Die, being with Uncle Qin is not betraying your young mistress. This is your love, and it has nothing to do with her."
She knew that Ji Die was faithfully devoted to Ji Lanyi, and to change her mind in a short ti was nearly impossible. It was precisely because it was so difficult that she wanted to try even more.
Yun Ya’s voice was full of temptation, and Ji Die stared at her in bewildernt, "I... Can I really do that?"
Yun Ya gently embraced her, "Of course, you can, Aunt Die. I will ensure you find happiness..."
After closing the door, Yun Ya’s eyes filled with a cold, misty haze.
A smile lifted her lips, thin and mocking in its chill.
Because she had never received it, the inherently timid and kind-hearted Ji Die stubbornly clung to this love, swallowing the bitterness for the sake of her young mistress.
But once she tasted happiness, how could she bear to let go?
Such is human nature, huh...
On the inevitable day when they cross paths, what will matter more to her: her young mistress, or her love and happiness?
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