Chapter 117 - 093 Youth’s First Encounter, Unforgivably Wicked_3
In every city, there are small gangs like these that subsist on collecting protection money, living in the darkest corners of society, skilled in fighting and causing trouble, and could be considered the bane of the city.
Yun Ya glanced at Ji Die walking ahead and gave a slight nod.
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The house Uncle Chang found for her was near The First People’s Hospital; it took only a ten-minute walk, surrounded by complete living facilities and convenient transportation.
Three bedrooms and one living room, neat and bright, opening the window offered a view of a lake within the community and a Ferris wheel in the amusement park across.
Yun Ya had made a fair amount of money by stock trading through Qin Du’s account and had also saved quite a bit from her years working at the hospital, so at least in a city like Capital City, buying two nice houses was not a problem.
The house where Aunt Die lived in Capital City belonged to Uncle Qin, who said that when Yun Ya turned eighteen, he would transfer the property to her as an adult gift.
That house, by current market value, was worth over thirty million. Later on, Yun Ya had bought two houses in Jiangzhou under Uncle Chang’s name; they were currently under construction and temporarily uninhabitable, so she had no choice but to rent a place to live.
Ji Die toured the house, finding it satisfactory in all aspects. Opening the refrigerator in the kitchen, which was packed with vegetables, she couldn’t help thinking that the fearsome man was quite meticulous.
Ji Die busied herself in the kitchen, planning to prepare a feast tonight to celebrate their return.
No sooner had Yun Ya entered the room than Chang Hong followed suit.
He pulled out a USB drive from his pocket and handed it to Yun Ya, "I’ve been investigating Yun Shen these years. However, Yun Shen is exceedingly cautious, never making a wrong step, but eventually, I found some clues. All the evidence is in here."
Yun Ya held the USB drive and smiled, "Uncle Chang, you’ve worked hard."
Chang Hong rubbed his head, "It was no trouble. But Miss, Yun Shen is even more ruthless than we imagined, utterly unscrupulous. You must be extra careful in the future."
After Chang Hong left, Yun Ya turned on the computer, connected the USB drive, went through the data, then deleted the files and cleared her browsing history.
Sitting in the chair, she gazed out the window, lost in thought.
The data contained evidence of Yun Shen’s bribery. Handing it over to the prosecutor’s office would cause some trouble for Yun Shen, but that was about it; he would probably be released after a round through the prosecutor’s office. Not only would it fail to topple him, but it would also draw his attention.
Yun Ya wanted more than that; prison was too lenient for him.
She wanted him disgraced, living a life worse than death!
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The next morning, after breakfast, Yun Ya got ready and set off for the hospital to report for duty.
It was just a ten-minute walk from her residence to the hospital. As she waited for the light to turn green, Yun Ya saw groups of primary school students standing beside her, wearing uniforms and carrying backpacks, their youthful faces brimming with vibrant energy.
Yun Ya looked at these young students, her eyes sparkling with laughter.
A little boy caught a glimpse of Yun Ya accidentally, struck by her warm and bright eyes. The morning sun bathed her in a golden glow, making her seem unreal in her beauty.
The boy paused, then whispered something to his friend, prompting him to look over as well.
"Big sister, why are you watching us?" the braver boy approached and asked.
Yun Ya smiled and ruffled his hair, "Because I like you."
The boy seemed lost in her gaze, as if he was being cherished. In those clear eyes, he could see his own reflection distinctly.
"Big sister, you’re really pretty. I like you too," the boy said with a sweet smile.
When the green light came on, the boy waved at Yun Ya, "Big sister, we’re going to be late for class. Bye."
Watching their figures disappear at the corner, Yun Ya came back to herself, but by then the light had turned green again, and she had to wait for the next one.
In her downcast eyes, envy showed.
Carrying a backpack, walking towards school with classmates in the morning sun, chatting and laughing along the way.
In a bright and clean classroom, listening to the teacher, taking diligent notes, horsing around with classmates—the only worry being which teacher is fierce and what to do if called upon... Those carefree and innocent days were something she could never have.
In just seven years, she completed all her courses for middle school, high school, and university, earning master’s and doctorate degrees. Everyone said she was a genius, but who knew that her frantic efforts, her race against time, were born of fear of being left behind.