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Because Su Xiaofei had left the ball with Lu Qingfeng long before the 'Fairy of the Night' was announced, she had no idea that she had won the title and wasn't able to receive her award in person. Not that she cared about it anyway. She would rather go ho early and rest to prepare for her eting with the Yun family the next day.

It would also annoy the hell out of Ye Mingyu if she knew that Su Xiaofei didn't care one bit about the title she was dying to win that night. The things that she wanted, Su Xiaofei would naturally not compete with her for that, but it didn't an she would waste the chance to ss with Ye Mingyu.

The next day, Su Xiaofei woke up early, despite wanting to sleep more. She forced herself to get up, brush her teeth and get dressed before going downstairs to find her mother busy preparing the things they would bring today.

Yun Qingrong's smile was blinding. Su Xiaofei had never seen her mother this excited and happy. It made her think that her efforts to connect with the Yun family paid off after all.

"Morning, Feifei. Have your breakfast first, and then we will leave after." Her mother told her.

Su Xiaofei wordlessly sat down and ate her breakfast, her eyes watching her mother checking the two huge bags she had prepared before going to the kitchen to talk to Aunty Liu. She sighed to herself, wondering when she would have so free ti to sleep and relax.

Aiya. Why couldn't she be as carefree and happy as her mother? Just thinking of what she was expecting to encounter today was enough to give Su Xiaofei a headache.

Even when they were on the road, driving towards the Yun Estate, Yun Qingrong's smile didn't falter. Unlike her, Su Xiaofei yawned for the umpteenth ti today as she looked at the scenery outside the window. It was obvious that she wasn't in a good mood.

When they arrived at the Yun Estate, Su Xiaofei wasn't surprised when two housekeepers of the family ca to greet them at the front door. They took the bags Su Xiaofei and her mother were holding, before they were led to the living area, where the rest of the Yun family were waiting for them.

Yun Qingrong had rushed to her father who was seated on an armchair, dropped to her knees and started to weep.

"Dad, I'm sorry. It is I who have wronged you all this ti." The middle-aged woman cried.

It was painful for Su Xiaofei to see her mother beg for forgiveness like this. She turned her head away, not daring to look anymore. Even a selfish and arrogant villainess like her wasn't immune to the heartfelt scene in front of her.

The three Yun brothers also had bloodshot eyes as they looked at their sister, begging for their father's forgiveness. After so many years of separation, finally, they were whole again.

Su Xiaofei didn't dare to interfere with this tender mont her mother was having with the Yun family. Added to the fact that she was rely a stranger and had nothing to do with them. She couldn't care less whether or not they considered her as part of the family, as long as they would be able to protect her mother in the future.

She slipped out of the mansion and took a stroll in the vast garden of the estate, aware that Yun Xiang was quietly following her. The man kept his distance from her, allowing her so privacy as she looked around. He must have sensed that she wasn't in a good mood.

Yun Xiang thought that it was hard for him to discern what Su Xiaofei was thinking. Whenever he was with this young woman, he felt like she was guarding her heart fiercely from others.

Indeed. Perhaps the talk Su Xiaofei had with Lu Qingfeng last night had sowhat ssed with her thoughts. He had been by her side the mont she had died and was reborned, and the re thought of not being able to see him next to her when she turned her head sowhat made her uncomfortable.

Su Xiaofei sighed. It must be because she had spent years as a ghost by his side before she was reborned. In six months, they would be parted from each other, and she needed to get used to his absence until his return.

"Is biaoi worried about sothing?" Yun Xiang couldn't help but let his presence known to her. "Tell your Brother Xiang what is wrong, and I'll try to help you."

Su Xiaofei turned to face him with a slight smile on her lips. She was wearing a white and lavender colored sundress that her mother had prepared for her today. She stared at him quietly, making Yun Xiang a bit nervous.

Her eyes were clear, akin to a cold lake in the winter without a hint of warmth in them. When his father once told him that Su Xiaofei wasn't a simple person and was a cold-hearted one, Yun Xiang thought that his father and uncles were just overthinking.

Although her gaze was cold, her lips slightly curved as if she was watching a clown prancing it in front of her. There was no indignance, but rely an impenetrably cold indifference in her countenance.

"Brother Xiang is kind. Xiao Fei is rely thinking how hopeless I am when I can't do anything to help soone." She said in return.

"That's not true." Yun Xiang disagreed with her. "I think Xiao Fei is brave enough because despite the fact that you had nothing, you were willing to lower your pride and ask soone for a favor. Not anyone could easily swallow their own pride for another person."

Yun Xiang didn't think any other young woman of her age and status would have done the sa thing she had when she sought the Yun family's help for her mother.

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