Yun Ya followed him into the police station, not through the main hall, but via a side path, arriving at an office on the second floor, where he let Yun Ya rest, attentively serving tea and water, and even found her a magazine to read lest she got bored. "You go ahead and do your work, I’m fine by myself." Xiao Quan scratched his head, glanced at Mingyue who stood by the door like a guardian deity, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, could you ask Master Mingyue to accept me as a disciple?" Check latest chapters at noveⅼfire.net Yun Ya was momentarily stunned, then shook her head with a smile. She had heard about the incident last time when Mingyue single-handedly took down three of Yan Song’s subordinates. The three, feeling humiliated, hadn’t mentioned it to Yan Song. Yun Ya only heard about it through Ah Yun. She hadn’t expected Xiao Quan to want Mingyue as a master; it felt like something out of a martial arts world. "If Mingyue agrees, I have no objection." Xiao Quan’s eyes lit up, and he shouted thank you, sister-in-law, immediately turning to run towards Mingyue, only to be kicked away by Mingyue. Yun Ya and Ah Yun laughed heartily. Xiao Quan got up, unwilling to give up, and dashed over again: "Master Mingyue please accept me as a disciple, I promise I’ll only follow your lead, go east without ever turning west, and risk my life if needed...." Mingyue glanced at him with disdain: "Be my disciple? You’re not qualified yet." Xiao Quan spat out a mouthful of old blood. This woman wouldn’t budge either way, but he was itching to learn her techniques. Outside, Yan He was passing by and heard the laughter from within. He glanced in through the window and when he saw the girl sitting on the sofa, he couldn’t help but clench his fists. The girl seemed to sense something, turning her head to look over, with such clear eyes that seemed to see through all facades. Yan He’s heart tightened, and he quickly turned his head, almost fleeing in a panic. Yun Ya smirked, some people’s eyes could see right through you, whatever was on their mind was written all over their face, not even trying to disguise it. Beneath the restraint was a touch of provocation, such a gaze... Yun Ya pondered slightly, already having a rough idea in her mind. Best not to take that step, otherwise... a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. Women understand women best; the so-called letting go is nothing but a joke. Ah Yun retracted her gaze, leaning over to Yun Ya’s ear and whispered: "Miss, this person is very suspicious." Thinking of something, Ah Yun snorted disdainfully, see if there’s any part of her that can match our Miss. Yun Ya squinted her eyes, signaling Ah Yun to come closer, whispered a few words into Ah Yun’s ear, and Ah Yun’s eyes lit up instantly. "Don’t worry Miss, I’ll take care of it right away." With that, she dashed off. Yun Ya leisurely flipped through the magazine, her ears filled with Xiao Quan’s noisy and exaggerated shouting. The corner of her mouth slightly curled into a smile. If one cannot retreat in the face of difficulty, they are destined to be shattered. Yan He ran to the restroom, calming her nervous heart, looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes gradually becoming firm. The person sent by her grandfather to pick her up would arrive in the afternoon. Just then, someone came in from outside, someone Yan He recognized, Ji Yunya’s assistant. Unnoticed, she hung her head and washed her hands, the sound of water splashing, the person entered a stall and closed the door. Soon, a voice started speaking from inside, presumably on a call with someone. "I’m afraid I can’t make it to your appointment; our Miss is heading to the Capital City this afternoon, and I have to go with her. What for? Let me tell you, don’t tell anyone else, this is top-secret news." The voice gradually grew smaller, muttering and lowered, but Yan He could still hear it clearly. "Our Miss is getting engaged to Young Master Yan, mmm, this time they’re going to hold an engagement banquet. Our Miss and Young Master Yan have been childhood sweethearts, Lady Yan loves our Miss the most, treats her as her own daughter, and personally arranged this marriage, our Miss is really blessed...." As Yan He listened, her face grew darker, her fists clenched tightly, each word was like an invisible knife stabbing into her heart. "Young Master Yan is devotedly faithful to our Miss. I remember once when a little tramp tried to intervene, Young Master Yan kicked her flying, she’s still bedridden now, ha ha, Young Master Yan is brutal, but he’s only gentle to our Miss." Yan He couldn’t listen anymore, turning around and running out. The voice came to an abrupt stop, Ah Yun squatted on the toilet, hugging her phone, talking to herself, the phone screen wasn’t even on. She opened the stall door and came out, washing her hands leisurely. If that woman knows what’s good for her, she better dismiss the thoughts, otherwise, with Miss’s methods, she’s bound to have a miserable end.