Yun Ya tugged at his sleeve: "Brother Yan, don’t be ..." Zhuang Xiyue laughed bitterly in her anger: "So responsible, huh, indeed you forgot your mother once you got a wife." Yun Ya’s heart trembled. Was Aunt Zhuang really blaming her? No, if Aunt Zhuang truly blamed her, she wouldn’t have persuaded Great Grandpa to arrange her marriage with Brother Yan... Thinking of this, Yun Ya felt much more at ease. She knelt before Zhuang Xiyue, resting on her lap, tears flowing freely, looking utterly pitiful. "Aunt Zhuang, I have been motherless since childhood. In my heart, you are just like my own mother. I know I did wrong and upset you, but I really can’t be without Brother Yan. What should I do? Aunt Zhuang, please tell me what I should do?" Yun Ya cried her heart out, her voice full of agony, making anyone who heard it feel distressed. Yan Song listened to her cries, feeling his heart being ripped apart in pain. Zhuang Xiyue sighed softly, wiping her tears, and gently said, "You indeed did wrong." Yun Ya cried even louder. "But do you know where you went wrong?" Yun Ya hesitated: "I shouldn’t have kept it from you..." Zhuang Xiyue shook her head: "It’s that you shouldn’t have distrusted me." Crying, Yun Ya threw herself into her arms, wrapping her hands around her waist: "Aunt Zhuang..." Zhuang Xiyue stroked her long hair and sighed, "Silly child, you should have told me earlier. Aunt Zhuang is not someone unreasonable, how could I possibly break up lovers?" These three words carried so much caution and anxiety that, at that moment, Zhuang Xiyue and Yan Song’s hearts ached, stung by these words. This child was born into such a family, lacking affection and care since childhood, which is why she is so sensitive and insecure. Zhuang Xiyue sighed, "Losses are gains in disguise, and whatever you lose, heaven will compensate for you." Zhuang Xiyue looked at Yan Song: "Ah Song, I want you to swear to treat Yun Ya well for a lifetime, no matter what happens, never let go of her hand, through life and death, never abandon her." Yan Song straightened his back, his young and handsome face cold with determination, he raised his right hand and swore to the sky, "I, Yan Song, swear here to treat Yun Ya well for a lifetime, no matter what happens, I will never let go of her hand, through life and death, never abandon her. If I break this vow, may I be struck by lightning." Those eyes, dark as ink, held a determination as deep as the ocean, unmovable like a boulder, unbridgeable like mountains and seas. Thɪs chapter is updated by novelFɪre.net Zhuang Xiyue smiled and nodded, "Good, now this is my son." Yun Ya turned to look at Yan Song, crying as she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly: "Brother Yan..." Yan Song held Yun Ya tightly, looked at Zhuang Xiyue, and silently mouthed a few words. He was saying — Mom, thank you. Thank you for allowing Yun Ya and me to be together. Zhuang Xiyue’s eyes grew a little moist. The idea of "allowing" isn’t quite right because she loves whatever her son loves, especially Yun Ya. It couldn’t be better. "Alright, Ah Song, you should leave first. Yun Ya and I have more to discuss." Yan Song helped Yun Ya to her feet, "Stay with mom, I’ll wait for you outside." After Yan Song left, Zhuang Xiyue gestured to her: "Come sit over here." Yun Ya walked over and obediently sat next to Zhuang Xiyue. After a moment of thought, she took out the Dark Jade from around her neck, "Aunt Zhuang, did you know two years ago? Why did you give me Brother Yan’s Jade Pendant?" Hearing this, Zhuang Xiyue smiled meaningfully: "This is the fate between you two, destined by heaven." Her fingers gently caressed the lustrous Jade Pendant, smiling faintly: "Actually, back then, I made a mistake and gave you Ah Song’s Jade Pendant. I only realized afterward, but I never expected you two would indeed end up together." As she spoke, she glanced at Yun Ya with a smile: "Tell Aunt Zhuang, when did you two start?" Yun Ya’s cheeks turned slightly red as she lowered her head. When did it start? It would have to be traced back to a past life, so long ago... "After I returned to the country, I once passed by Brother Yan’s school and rescued a stray cat in an alley nearby. Brother Yan suddenly appeared, mistaking me for a pervert who abused stray cats. He didn’t recognize me, but I recognized him immediately..." Yun Ya recounted the story of her reunion with Yan Song, detailing every aspect to Zhuang Xiyue, who laughed and sighed. Matters of the heart are often unpredictable; sometimes, just a glance, a word, a heart, and one is deeply immersed. "I thought after that incident when you were little, you and Ah Song were incompatible in personality and never thought along those lines. Who would have thought..." She shook her head: "Matters of the heart, who can predict them..."