CHAPTER 1089: CHAPTER 222: WISHFUL THINKING AND COLLUSION (PART 6)

Lu Mingzhu only felt a burning pain on half of her cheek, clutching her face incredulously as she looked at Yan Song: "You actually hit me?"

She always thought men who hit women were particularly lacking class, but at this moment, facing the handsome and cold man in front of her, amidst the shock and heartache, her heart pounded even more fiercely...

"If I hear you insult her again, it won’t just be a slap, I’ll kill you directly." Yan Song said with a chilling murderous aura, terrifying Lu Mingzhu to her core.

Yun Ya tugged at him, delicately and tenderly said: "Brother Yan, you’ve scared Sister Mingzhu. After all, she is a girl, this isn’t very good, is it?"

Yan Song rubbed her head, his demeanor softened in contrast to the coldness he showed Lu Mingzhu, gently saying: "Serves her right."

His thin lips parted, uttering these two words, sending Lu Mingzhu’s heart plummeting to the bottom.

Yun Ya smiled gently, but to Lu Mingzhu, that smile was piercingly harsh, her fingers digging tightly into the snow, the cold numbing her.

"Sister Mingzhu, if you can keep a secret, I’ll make sure Brother Yan doesn’t harm you, but if you reveal our matters, Brother Yan will really kill you."

Lu Mingzhu gritted her silver teeth: "He wouldn’t dare."

Yan Song let out a cold laugh, flipped his wrist, and suddenly a sharp dagger appeared in his palm. The blade reflected a dazzling white light, sharp and menacing. In the next moment, the dagger was suddenly thrown towards Lu Mingzhu’s neck, the sharp glint reflected in her eyes, her pupils constricting suddenly...

The wind whistled past, slicing off a lock of hair, with a crisp "clink" sound, the dagger embedded itself fiercely into the plum tree behind.

Lu Mingzhu was already stunned, her eyes wide open in shock.

Yan Song took Yun Ya and left with great strides.

Yun Ya, smiling cheerfully, held his hand: "Brother Yan, aren’t you afraid of scaring others?"

Yan Song snorted: "Daring to scheme behind your back, that’s going easy."

"After all, she’s the grand-niece of Aunt Yan, and Aunt Yan has considerable authority in the Yan Family. Aren’t you afraid she’ll hold you accountable later?"

"I only fear she won’t come." Yan Song’s eyes turned cold as he suddenly grasped Yun Ya’s waist, pinning her against a plum tree. Yun Ya was a bit startled, Yan Song pressed tightly against her, lifting her chin with his hand: "Today, I’ll reveal our affair to everyone, to crush certain people’s delusional hopes."

Yun Ya’s heart skipped a beat, raising her eyebrows with a smile: "Delusional hopes? Miss Dongfang, Miss Jiang, even Miss Mingzhu are each charming beauties. From a family background perspective, each is better than me. Brother Yan, you really don’t want to reconsider?"

Yan Song’s fingers harshly rubbed her lips, his gaze darkening: "If I did reconsider, you’d be the one to cry."

Yun Ya pounded his chest with force: "So if I don’t cry, you would actually reconsider?"

"That’s a paradox. How could those women compare to you?"

Yun Ya felt sweetness in her heart, but huffed: "But how will you get past Great-grandfather? With my status, he likely won’t agree."

"Don’t belittle yourself, I see Great-grandfather really likes you. Mom and Dad have gone to talk to him about this, just wait for the good news."

Aunt Zhuang knew? Not only did she not blame her, she agreed to her and Brother Yan’s relationship... even went to great lengths for them. Yun Ya’s nose suddenly felt sour, and she threw herself into Yan Song’s embrace, hugging his waist: "Brother Yan, you all treat me too well."

Yan Song rubbed her hair, smiling: "Silly girl, just a little kindness moves you this much. Will you follow anyone who gives you candy?"

"It’s not just a little kindness, clearly a lot of kindness, Brother Yan, you won’t understand." Born into such a warm family, he’ll never truly feel her longing for familial love...

She swore, in the future, she would live well with Brother Yan, be doubly filial to Aunt Zhuang and Uncle Yan, things she has always yearned for, now just within her reach.

The sorrowful tone made Yan Song’s heart ache unbearably, he knew her pain, understood her wounds, thus he was willing to make it up to her doubly, "In two more years, we can get married, just wait two more years." Holding her tightly.

"Miss Mingzhu..., what are you doing here, I’ve been looking for you." A voice came from nearby.

Yan Song held Yun Ya, hiding behind a plum tree, watching Aunt Cui help Lu Mingzhu up in the distance, brushing snow off her, and the two of them leaving together.

"Brother Yan, we should be going." Yun Ya reminded.

Yan Song looked down at her, after considering, said: "You’ve seen the situation at our home, it’s quite complicated. But we occasionally come back to see Great-grandfather, and don’t normally live here. If anyone bullies you, fight back fiercely, don’t be afraid. If anything happens, I’ll back you up."