Chapter 281 - 113 Start Action Childhood Shadow_8
""By the way, last time a boy came with you, did anything happen to him afterward?" Ji Die said, glancing at Yun Ya.
"Nothing happened, he’s doing quite well."
Ji Die suddenly leaned closer to Yun Ya, asking mysteriously, "What does his family do? Does he have any siblings? How is his character?"
Yun Ya looked up at her and said, "His father is the Mayor of Jiangzhou."
The chopsticks in Ji Die’s hand "clattered" to the ground, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
"The Mayor of Jiangzhou? Isn’t his surname Yan, Yan...?" Ji Die’s eyes widened: "Isn’t his mother called Zhuang Xiyue?"
Yun Ya nodded: "That’s right."
Ji Die sneered coldly through gritted teeth: "So it’s him."
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow at her; Aunt Die seemed a bit enraged.
"That kid hurt you when you were little, landed you in the hospital for over a month. That wound was so deep, you were only three or four years old at the time, the doctor said it was just a bit off from piercing your heart. I’ve remembered that wretched boy ever since. Such cruelty at a young age meant he wouldn’t grow up to be any good. Don’t you associate with him again, regardless if he’s some rich young master or not, every time I see him, I’ll beat him once."
Yun Ya hadn’t expected Aunt Die to have such a deep prejudice against Brother Yan, but then again, she thought, it made sense, her injury as a child had nearly scared Aunt Die to death.
Ji Lanyi had only visited her on the first day and the day she was discharged, even then accusing her of not behaving like a lady for fighting with Yan Song, acting crazy, and having offended Lady Yan, for which she scolded her fiercely.
"He insulted Miaomiao, I couldn’t bear it," she stubbornly said, thinking Ji Lanyi would understand her.
But the brilliantly proud woman held her head high, her eyes filled with deep mockery and ridicule: "He was a mute and deaf person from the start, are you saying he shouldn’t be talked about? Instead, you jump around like a Monkey, as if you’re afraid the world won’t know your brother is a fool, a deaf person, a mute. Don’t you realize you’re like a clown, utterly ridiculous. How could my daughter Ji Lanyi not be presentable?"
Angered to the point of ignoring the pain in her chest, she shouted at her, "If I’m not presentable, then why didn’t you strangle Miaomiao and me at birth? Now you find us embarrassing."
A slap struck her face harshly; it was the second time Ji Lanyi had hit her, lashing out with that piece of artwork without regard for any flaws, only to vent the anger from her threatened authority.
"Is this how you speak to me? I won’t regret having you two; I only regret not disciplining you better, so you ended up pointing your finger and cursing at me one day."
"Get out, just get out! You’re not my mom, Miaomiao and I don’t have a mom like you." She screamed like a madwoman; Ji Lanyi was the deepest shadow of her childhood.
"Ha... Look at yourself now, like a madwoman. Don’t go around saying you’re my daughter, Ji Lanyi." With that, she turned indifferently and walked away briskly in her high heels, never looking back at her once.
That month, it was Aunt Die who took care of her tirelessly. She cried countless times, asking Aunt Die why she had to be Ji Lanyi’s daughter; she would rather have crawled out of the belly of an old, ugly, and poor woman than from Ji Lanyi’s.
"Yaya, what’s wrong?" Ji Die looked worriedly at Yun Ya’s somewhat "fierce" expression.
Snapped back to the present, Yun Ya’s expression instantly returned to normal, and she smiled, saying, "Aunt Die, Brother Yan has grown up now, he’s not as mischievous as when he was little. So, please forgive him."
Ji Die stared at her deeply: "Tell me the truth, do you like him?"
Yun Ya pursed her lips, lowered her lashes; and after a long pause, she whispered softly, "Mhm."