Chapter 282: People in dreams are far from enough.
Ji Die sighed, "You, what am I to say about you."
"Lady Yan is alright, but her son, he’s just too unruly...."
"Aunt Die," Yun Ya put down her chopsticks and looked at Ji Die earnestly.
"All that was when we were children. Brother Yan has changed a lot, he’s really good to me now. Please let go of the past."
Ji Die glared at her, "People say that a married daughter is like water poured away. You’re not even married yet and you’re already taking his side. What will you do in the future?"
Yun Ya looked down and said nothing.
Ji Die spoke with deep emotion, "Miss has been away from you since she was a child, grew up without her mother by her side. She’s inevitably lacking in affection. Sometimes I dream about Miss, knowing that you, Miaomiao, are happy is enough for me to explain to her."
It was Ji Lanyi again.
Yun Ya suppressed the anger in her heart and said indifferently, "Ji Lanyi is already dead."
Ji Die disagreed, "How can you, Miaomiao, address your older sister by her name? Moreover, she’s just missing, she will return one day."
"Enough." Yun Ya suddenly stood up.
Ji Die’s face showed embarrassment.
Yun Ya knew she had overreacted, so she controlled her emotions and spoke lightly, "Since she chose to abandon Miaomiao and me, she’d better not come back."
Glancing at Ji Die, she said calmly, "Aunt Die, I’ve said it ten years ago, don’t mention that woman’s name in front of me again. This is the last time, otherwise, go find your Miss. I can’t afford to keep you in this humble temple of mine."
Such words were hurtful, but Yun Ya needed Ji Die to face the reality. She could no longer tolerate Ji Die’s subservient demeanor when mentioning that woman.
Ji Die looked at Yun Ya sadly, "Miaomiao, Miss had her difficulties, can’t you forgive her?"
Yun Ya laughed at herself mockingly. You can never wake a person who is pretending to sleep.
In Aunt Die’s heart, her Miss naturally mattered more than Miaomiao, who was but a lesser mistress.
"I will never forgive her in this lifetime. You better pray she doesn’t come back," Yun Ya said with an icy tone, grabbed her backpack, and strode toward the door.
"Aunt Die, I’m leaving now. I’ll come to see you when I have time."
She left without looking back.
A loud slamming of the door echoed; Ji Die trembled and couldn’t help but burst into tears.
She had not expected Miaomiao to harbor such deep hatred for Miss...
What was she to do.
Stepping out of the neighborhood, the cool night wind hit her face, clearing some of the fuzziness from Yun Ya’s mind.
She felt a twinge of regret.
Why was she angry with Aunt Die?
Aunt Die and Ji Lanyi grew up together, as close as sisters. It was only natural for her to defend Ji Lanyi, showing her loyalty and strong principles.
Then what was she, Ji Yunya?
Sitting on a roadside bench, Yun Ya closed her eyes.
Du Shan slowly pulled up in his car and stopped by the roadside.
She was very clear, Ji Lanyi must still be alive, hidden in some corner of this world, maybe even living comfortably.
In her past life, she and Miaomiao died so miserably, yet Ji Lanyi had never appeared from beginning to end; perhaps deep down in her heart, she even rejoiced at their deaths.
She looked up at the sky. Tonight, the stars and moon were sparse, as bleak as her suppressed emotions.
Suddenly, she missed Brother Yan terribly, as if his face appeared among the stars in the sky.
After sitting for a while, she calmed down completely and got up to walk to the Toyota SUV parked by the roadside.
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"Big Brother Gu, stop here, I’ll walk the rest," Jinxian said as a black sedan slowly stopped on the hillside, and she stepped out of the car.
Inside the car, Gu Cheng poked his head out, "Alright, I’ll see you at eight o’clock tomorrow morning at the entrance of the TV station."
Jinxian nodded obediently, "Thank you, Big Brother Gu, I’ll do my best."
Gu Cheng didn’t say anything more and drove off, disappearing into the night.
Jinxian smiled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear in the night wind, her eyes cold as she turned and walked up the mountain.
As a car brushed past her, the partially lowered window revealed a somewhat familiar face.
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow.
Jinxian sure moves fast.
Not far away, she saw Jinxian’s increasingly slender figure in the night wind.
"Aunt Ah Xian, what a coincidence," Yun Ya called out from inside her car.
Jinxian frowned and first glanced at the car.
It wasn’t a Yun Family car, and by the model, it seemed to be driven by a man.
Jinxian’s eyes darkened.