Yun Ya obediently handed over her smartphone, but she could only lie in bed, truly very boring indeed.
Yanyan then suggested, "How about I read an article to the young lady?"
Yun Ya was intrigued, "Good idea."
However, as soon as Yanyan had read two sentences, she had fallen asleep, that voice was really too effective at inducing sleep...
The governnt had taken precautions against the typhoon early on, and although it was ferocious, it did not cause any substantial damage to the city, of course, apart from those several substandard residential buildings that collapsed in succession, there were no casualties.
After the typhoon left, it rained heavily for three days, and on the fourth day, at dawn, a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the land and bringing light back to the city.
Stretching, Yun Ya sat up in bed, and Yanyan hurried in from outside the door, "Miss, where are you going?"
"I’m fine now, you don’t have to be so nervous. The weather is so good, I want to go for a walk in the garden."
"That won’t do either, you are more precious than a giant panda right now. If anything happens to you, I’ll be torn apart by your fans," said Yanyan as she turned and dashed out, pushing in a wheelchair.
Yun Ya shook her head with a smile; the girl was just stubborn.
It was Yun Ya’s first ti in a wheelchair, and as Yanyan pushed her out of the room and reached the top of the stairs, Yun Ya said, "I’ll walk down."
Yanyan imdiately bent down and picked her up from the wheelchair. Yun Ya gasped in disbelief, looking at the woman in front of her. Heaven, she was so effortlessly carrying her, with no sign of difficulty, as though she was holding a piece of clothing.
Yun Ya realized she didn’t know this girl well enough, this girl who looked as soft and delicate as a little white rabbit... actually had such a MAX side.
"You... you..." Yun Ya stamred in shock.
She was even shorter than Yun Ya, her arms thinner, yet she carried Yun Ya down the stairs without a frown or a breath...
Under the appearance of a little white rabbit was the heart of a tough girl... this intense contrast charm made her seem to have an off-the-charts Charm Value...
Yanyan turned to her with a sly smile, showing a row of white teeth, "Miss, I scared you, didn’t I? I’ve always been strong since I was little. When people thought I looked easy to bully, they always tried to bully . I went straight for them with a punch and knocked them all senseless, haha, they never expected that despite looking vulnerable, I was actually quite strong."
Yun Ya realized she too could be mistaken upon first impressions; how could she have not noticed this girl’s tough girl traits when they first t...
After placing Yun Ya on the sofa in the living room, Yanyan ran upstairs again, easily carrying the wheelchair down.
This scene was sowhat comical.
Aunt Li, coming out of the kitchen, was stunned.
"Yanyan... you... are you Yanyan?"
Yanyan playfully stuck out her tongue, "Aunt Li, you found out."
"My goodness, you haven’t been possessed by sothing, have you?" Aunt Li walked over and began circling her, finding it all so hard to believe.
"Genuine and can be returned if proven fake, this is truly Yan Qingxi Yanyan."
Over these days, Yanyan got on really well with the servants at ho, able to chat with anyone, which showed how good her relationships were. Even the shrewd Aunt Li liked her very much.
Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, "I can also attest that this beautiful young lady is indeed Yanyan herself, but her tough girl traits have accidentally been revealed. Aunt Li, from now on, give her more tasks to do, so her innate advantage isn’t wasted."
Yanyan pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "Miss, you are so an."
In the garden, the flowers had been ravaged, with hardly a single plant intact. This place was once Yun Shu’s domain, where she nurtured all her favorites, and even so expensive varieties did not escape the disaster.
"Miss, take a look," Yanyan pointed to a cluster of flowers not far away where a single orchid stood tall against the wind, regal and solitary among the surrounding wrecked flowers, noble and fragrant.
The erald petals were still dotted with dew, and in the early morning sun, they blood brilliantly, welcoming the beauty of life.
"This is one of the eight famous Cymbidium orchids, the May Kirin," Yun Shu’s favorite variety.
"It’s so beautiful," Yanyan exclaid.
Yun Ya rolled the wheelchair over and gazed down at the elegant and noble orchid, curling her lips slightly.
"It is indeed beautiful," she said.
Suddenly, she reached out, yanked the flower out by its roots, crushed the petals between her fingers, grinding them into the dirt, leaving only their fragrance.
"Miss, why did you pull it out?" Yanyan cried out in alarm.
Yun Ya smiled casually, her smile as beautiful and elegant as ever, yet for so unknown reason, it made Yanyan feel a bit frightened.
Such a young lady scared her a little.
"Everyone praises the orchid for its nobility, but is so-called nobility really achieved by taking nutrients from its companions? Everything else is dead, only it survives, indeed very noble," she said mockingly.
More importantly, it was planted by soone she loathed; she felt an inexplicable dislike for her favorite things.
Yun Shu, this person and the mark she left behind, from today onwards, would be completely erased from her life.
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