Two years ago, Yun Shen was sentenced to life imprisonnt for multiple cris with severe consequences, stripped of his political rights for life, and was ordered to pay emotional damages to the victim, Gao You. However, because he showed good remorse and voluntarily confessed, his lawyer repeatedly appealed, presenting multiple pieces of evidence proving that Yun Shen was also deceived by Liang Yu. The judge reduced his sentence from life imprisonnt to twenty years.
On the day of the trial, she saw Yun Shen standing in the defendant’s dock, wearing a yellow prison uniform, handcuffed and shackled, unkempt and haggard, with blue stubble on his chin, no longer exuding his forr vigor and looking a decade older.
He had always been such a proud and aloof person, yet this ti, facing the ordeal, he did not resist at all, as if he had accepted his fate.
At that mont, she suddenly felt a pang in her nose. She had imagined this scene countless tis, thinking she would be gloating. But she realized she was wrong. She felt imnse pain, like a heavy stone pressing in her chest, making it hard to breathe.
Amidst the distant sea of people, as he was being taken away, he turned and looked in her direction.
That look, filled with the weight of mountains and rivers, carried away the grievances, guilt, regret, and release, like drifting clouds in the sky, scattering away.
He left, from then on imprisoned, never to see her again.
She never went to see him even once, burdened by complex emotions, unable to take that step.
But sitting here now, looking at the man across from her, holding the microphone, his throat moving as he looked at her with eager eyes.
"Yaya..." the hoarse and heavy voice called her na.
Yun Shen had always been restrained, even after their relationship was nded, he rarely showed his emotions. Yet now, calling her na with such fullness of emotion, it almost gave Yun Ya goosebumps.
Should have thought of it long ago, right?
Kang Jinse’s sisters, Yun Shu... were all precedents.
She lowered her eyes and suddenly smiled.
The person opposite was stunned.
"Dad, reform well in prison. I’ll wait for you to co ho." After leaving these words, she didn’t look at him again, put down the microphone, and left without looking back.
The sky in Jiangzhou was always pure and clear blue, like the transparent blue of seawater, or the color a child would paint with dyes, so clean, so pure.
She stood in the sunlight, squinting at the drifting clouds in the sky. The sunlight fell on her, yet her hands and feet remained cold.
The people around her had all left her one by one; ultimately, she was alone.
Ji Lanyi, what do you really want to do?
"Miss..." Uncle Chang walked beside her, his face showing concern. After all, they were related by blood; he feared she might be heartbroken...
"Uncle Chang," Yun Ya’s voice was faint, "have you ever t my mother?"
Uncle Chang was stunned. It was the first ti he heard her take the initiative to ntion that person, wasn’t it a taboo for her? And she even used a respectful term...
But he quickly ca back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I used to be the driver for the Ji Family, dedicated to driving for the old gentleman. I t Miss Lanyi a few tis. From what I recall, she was a beautiful and proud woman." He squinted his eyes, trying to recall: "I rember back then, there were always young and talented n waiting at the door to confess to Miss Lanyi, but she never responded to them. She was like a proud Phoenix, soaring high above the nine skies, only stopping her noble feet for the sycamore tree."
And her sycamore tree was Yun Shen. For this man, she shed all her pride, only to receive a body full of injuries in return.
From a woman’s perspective, she understood her, but she could not forgive her.
No amount of pain would justify her hurting others, let alone her own children.
"So people are dead, but still alive, while so are alive, but already dead." She murmured softly, her sorrow drifting away with the wind.
Bai Ran was attacked by a bomb, and Ning Zihuan imdiately sent people to guard the hospital, ensuring Bai Ran’s safety.
"Auntie, how are you?" Ning Zihuan, dressed in white, stood in front of her bed and asked.
Bai Ran smiled and shook her head, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
"From now on, my people will protect you closely, be careful wherever you go." Ning Zihuan’s tone was cold and serious.
Bai Ran was puzzled, sensing sothing was wrong, "What’s the matter? Is there sothing unusual about the explosion this ti?"
Fearing to scare Bai Ran, Ning Zihuan refused to say more, just instructed her to take good care of her pregnancy, and then left.
At the door, four bodyguards in black stood guard, each exuding an extraordinary aura. Family mbers and doctors and nurses all took detours, thinking that the person inside must be soone important, powerful enough to be avoided rather than provoked.
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