The differences before me are not just of social status, but also... Ji Yunya, when have you ever been afraid? She gently asked herself, have you encountered few difficulties in this life? Yet, haven’t you overcome them one by one? So why be afraid now? If you are afraid, it is because your love isn’t deep enough. She gently stepped down, squatted in front of Yan Song, quietly gazing at his features. Brother Yan, I have said before, I want to marry you. No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, I will clear them away one by one. So, how can I shrink back? I am Ji Yunya, the woman in this world who loves you the most. Suddenly she smiled, her smile blooming like a lotus in the tranquil time, elegant and serene, fragrant and noble. The room felt stuffy, so she stood up, opened the door, and went out to stand by the window to feel the breeze. The carriage was unusually quiet, and there was not a shadow of a person on the long corridor. The wind blew in from the window, the cold and fierce wind made her veil and long hair dance wildly, in the fluttering veil, vaguely appeared a face like jade and flowers. A dark shadow quietly approached, intending to abduct her without anyone noticing. Yun Ya’s gaze remained calm, and as she saw the shadow reach out its evil claw towards her, she suddenly dodged aside and coldly shouted, "What do you want to do?" The veil slipped off, revealing her face without any concealment, the man laughed lasciviously, his eyes fixed on that face, a hoarse voice that made people sick came from his mouth, "Little girl, be good and come with me, I promise not to hurt you, or else..." As he spoke, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and a wicked smile hung at the corner of his mouth, his eyes near greedily staring at the face before him. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴovelfire.net Beautiful, so beautiful, that expression, that figure, as long as he thought such an unparalleled beauty would be under him, being ravaged violently, his excited hand shook. Yun Ya was disgusted by such gazes, but on the surface, she pretended to cry pitifully, so fragile and pitiable, "Please, let me go, I have money, I’ll give you however much you want...." She subtly signaled to the shadow that had silently appeared, and the shadow returned to the darkness. "Little beauty, as long as you’re mine, the money will naturally be mine." As he finished talking, he reached out to grab Chao Yunya. Yunya’s gaze turned icy, in her hand a cold light flashed, and at the moment the man’s hand reached over, a delicate scalpel pierced through the man’s palm. As the man opened his mouth to scream, a foul-smelling rag was stuffed into his mouth, stifling the impending scream. The train kept rattling on, besides the slight swaying noise and the man’s rough breathing, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Yun Ya stabbed fiercely forward, driving the blade directly into the carriage wall before the man could react. In the darkness, those eyes were endlessly dark, like a boundless abyss, dragging one’s soul into the deep Hell. The man was startled by such eyes, his heart nearly jumped to his throat, fear crawling over his skin like lice, making his scalp tingle. "Not feeling well, and you brought yourself to me? Very good...." The girl’s cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell. Unexpectedly, the girl who seemed like a harmless little white flower suddenly turned ruthless, so mercilessly. The man was so frightened that his legs were shaking. Yun Ya pulled out the knife, "Drag him away for me." The man saw a shadow float out of the darkness like a ghost, at that moment, he was so scared he wet his pants... Kicked the iron board. Mingyue looked at the large puddle under the man with disgust, pinching his collar with two fingers and kicked him into the room. Mingyue had a thousand ways to teach a lesson, each one would make someone experience excruciating pain without revealing any wounds to outsiders. Yun Ya quietly felt the cold wind, and her muddled mind cleared a lot. Soon the man rolled out, crawling like a hamster, and escaped, Yun Ya watched coldly, a disdainful smile tugged at her lips, turned around, and returned to the room. Yan Song hadn’t woken up yet; he seemed really tired. Yun Ya sat by the bed, watching for a while, just about to leave when a burning hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, Yun Ya hastily turned back, in the darkness, a pair of man’s eyes shone brightly, staring fixedly at her. Her heart skipped a beat, her body suddenly leaned forward, and she fell onto him. Yan Song’s large hand clasped the back of her head, raising an eyebrow to ask, "Satisfied with your peeping?" Yun Ya was uncomfortable with the pressure, she twisted her body slightly, only to find the man’s arm around her waist tightened even more, making it hard for Yun Ya to breathe.