Yuan Yung’s premonition was right, sothing had indeed happened, at the Ye Family in Yu City.
The man returned to the room several minutes after leaving. His gaze was calm and radiant like polished jade. Walking over, he held her hand and said, "I have to leave for a while. Take good care of yourself, don’t skimp on food and clothing, okay?"
"..." Yuan Yung stared at him blankly, as if experiencing a long farewell, "You... where are you going?"
"Yu City." He reached out and stroked her temple, "I’ll co back to get you once I’m done."
Yuan Yung tried to keep her cool, like seeing off a friend about to leave, "All the best."
"Smooth sailing?" The man sighed and pulled her into his arms, "How can anything go smoothly without you by my side!"
As he spoke, Yuan Yung felt his lips brush past her ear, landing on her temple—
Sotis a racing heart happens in an instant.
...
After Ye Zheng left, Yuan Yung could clearly rember the aroma of asphodel from him, seemingly infiltrating her entire being, unable to fade away.
She didn’t know what he was handling back in Yu City, only that when he ntioned it, there was a hint of resentnt in his expression.
Four months later, Yuan Yung was waiting at the bus stop after work, when suddenly a stretched luxury Lincoln pulled up, and soone got out of the car.
That person had a cigar in his mouth and looked like a ruffian. He shouted at her, "Sis-in-law, my brother sent to pick you up."
"..." Yuan Yung stepped on his foot without hesitation, blasting into the car only after hearing him howl in pain.
"Damn! Sis-in-law, haven’t seen you in months and you’ve gained weight? Your stomping skills have improved!"
Yuan Yung ignored him, knowing this was just his way, always running his mouth—
But she didn’t expect there to be another woman in the car besides the driver. She wore a black leather jacket and had short hair, with a gaze that was chillingly cold. There was a faint dicinal scent on her, identical to his.
At this mont, Ye Xu, having finished his howling outside, also climbed in, imdiately sensing the awkwardness in the air. He coughed and proceeded with introductions, "Sis-in-law, this is Ye Ruo, my brother’s... adopted daughter. Ye Ruo, this is Sis-in-law, greet her!"
"Oh wait, given your rank, you should actually call her mom!"
"..."
Yuan Yung slapped him with a bear paw, "What kind of introduction is this? Who’s the Sis-in-law? Stop calling that!"
He loves to joke about this usually, but casually was fine. With soone else around, she didn’t want any misunderstandings—
"Hello, Miss Ye—" Yuan Yung graciously extended her hand, not expecting Ye Zheng to have such a grown adopted daughter.
She seed about the sa age, possibly even slightly older than her.
Thinking about it like that, just how old is Ye Zheng?
Yuan Yung looked up at Ye Xu, who was grimacing and rubbing his head, pulling him aside seriously, "How old is your brother actually?"
She wondered if he was an exceptionally well-preserved man, already in his forties!
Thinking about his countenance honed over the years, it was certainly possible.
Ye Xu was suddenly stumped by the question, "Didn’t my brother tell you? He’s twenty-eight!"
"Only twenty-eight, then how could there be..."
"You’re wondering how he could have such an older adopted daughter, right? Well, it’s a long story that’s basically..."
"Ye Xu, shut up!"
The Cold Beauty cut in, "Say one more word, and see if I don’t take you down!"
Ye Xu pouted, feeling all sorts of grievances, and leaned on Yuan Yung’s shoulder, "Sis-in-law, that brat has never called uncle despite my care all her life; she’s such an ungrateful brat—"
Yuan Yung twitched at the corner of her mouth; if it were her, she wouldn’t call him that either.
A "dumb" uncle is quite embarrassing!
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