Hmph, Ah Yun has always looked down upon this little slut. This is also an opportunity given to her by Miss. It’s come to the point of discussing marriage, and Lady Yan still likes her, a double blow. Jealous, bitter, and helpless, a voice in her head tells her to give up, but another voice says she’s unwilling. Newest update provided by novel·fıre·net No, she absolutely cannot admit defeat . Soon, Ah Yun returned, gave Yun Ya an OK hand gesture and smiled brightly. Yun Ya smiled slightly, though not holding any real hope in her heart, but she could at least vent some anger as someone coveted her things, just thinking about it was disgusting. Especially Brother Yan, whoever tries to take him away from her, she’ll fight them to the end. Yun Ya, however, doesn’t know what kind of bloody storm she’s about to face. They waited for half an hour before Yan Song returned, hugging Yun Ya and saying sorry for keeping her waiting. "Brother Yan, is everything sorted? Can we leave this afternoon?" Yan Song nodded, pulling her out of the room: "Let’s go eat first." At this moment, Wan Fu, Yellow Hair, and Xiao Quan came over, insisting that Yan Song treat them to a meal. Yan Song waved his hand generously, inviting them to a restaurant. Xiao Quan didn’t call Yan He; this girl better not go looking for trouble, yet as soon as they sat down in the private room, Yan He pushed the door open and entered, smiling: "How can you all go when Boss is treating and not call me? You guys are heartless." Yan Song’s face was calm, Yun Ya’s brows raised, with a seemingly indifferent smile. Xiao Quan coughed, pulled out the nearby chair: "Wasn’t it saved for you? We didn’t know where you’d gone, so we came over first." Some words needn’t be too explicit; Yan He sat down, with Xiao Quan on her left, Yellow Hair on her right, and coincidentally right across was Yan Song. Sitting beside Yan Song was Ji Yun Ya, the girl was currently smiling and looking over, her smile seemed pure and beautiful in a man’s eyes, yet fake and glaring in hers. "Xiao He is truly admirable, not letting men outshine her." Yun Ya said with a smile. Yan He felt it was a jab, mocking her for lacking femininity and rolling around in a group of men. Yellow Hair laughed, patting Yan He’s back: "This kid initially dressed as a guy, I didn’t realize it at first, ate and lived with her, then found out she’s a woman, I was shocked haha, she played the act too well." These "glorious histories" were utterly embarrassing; Yan He’s face stiffened for a moment, turning to give Yellow Hair a warning glare: "Stop talking." Yellow Hair seemed not to hear her words and went on with many of Yan He’s embarrassing stories, Yun Ya listening with great interest. Yan Song poured water into Yun Ya’s cup, tasted the temperature, found it hot, and alternated between two cups until it was slightly cool, then personally brought it to Yun Ya’s mouth. The scene left everyone else stunned, not expecting Boss to have such a meticulous and caring side; if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe it. What was even more unimaginable followed, when ordering food, Yan Song completely ignored the others, ordering only Yun Ya’s favorites. Yun Ya felt it inappropriate and handed the menu over to them, letting them order freely. During the meal, Yan Song kept serving Ji Yun Ya dishes. She didn’t like ginger or garlic, so he carefully picked them out of her bowl. Whenever she glanced at a dish, Yan Song would quickly stretch his long arm to serve her, like a truly devoted boyfriend. The whole time, the group was busy appreciating how Yan Song flaunted his love in various ways. While everyone was amused, Yan He gritted her teeth, almost to the point of breaking them, just trying not to look too embarrassed. She felt she was just being pathetic, masochistic. After Yun Ya finished eating, she set down her chopsticks, Yan Song took a tissue to wipe her mouth, but even Yun Ya’s thick-skinned couldn’t bear it at this moment, taking the tissue: "Let me wipe myself." The others watched in wonder, Xiao Quan laughed, saying: "Boss, why don’t you tell us how you and sister-in-law met? We’re really curious." Yellow Hair and Wan Fu looked expectant. Yun Ya thought about their first meeting? Was it at the café? The two fought because of Miaomiao, leaving an unforgettable scar on each, indeed a profound beginning. Yan Song raised his eyebrow, swept his gaze over them, the three immediately shrunk their necks, thinking Yan Song would disdain to respond, but he opened his mouth. "Back then, I was just a little brat, didn’t know much. The first time I saw her on TV participating in a children’s intelligence contest, I thought she was so beautiful, and grew up dreaming of marrying her. I’ve fought for this dream for over ten years; now the wish is finally about to come true." Yan Song’s laughter was hearty and cheerful, clearly in a great mood.