She slowly closed her eyes. For ten years, every time she heard that name, her heart would wrench in pain. Some love does not wash away with the passage of time, but rather becomes increasingly profound. And I chose to bury it deeply, and then to forget. "Miss," Cuicui walked in with a tray. "This is the silver ear and lotus seed porridge I asked Aunt Li to teach me to make. It’s not only good for sleep but also for beauty and nourishment," Cuicui said as she passed the blue and white porcelain bowl filled with porridge to Yun Ya. The silver porridge looked extremely clear and beautiful in the white bowl, and the fragrance was so appealing that it seemed to soothe one’s body just by smelling it. Yun Ya picked it up and took a sniff, "It smells good," she gave Cuicui a thumbs-up. "Cuicui, I didn’t expect you to be quite skillful and thoughtful." Cuicui scratched her head embarrassedly, "This is all I’m capable of, I’m just glad the miss doesn’t mind." Yun Ya casually set it down on the table, "I had too much to eat tonight, so I’m not very hungry right now. I want to watch a movie for a while and drink it before I go to sleep, I guess." Discover more novels at novel✦fire.net Cuicui frowned slightly unintentionally, "It’ll be cold by then, it’s not good for your body to drink it cold, miss." Yun Ya laughed it off, "It doesn’t matter, I’m in good health." She casually turned on the video app and started watching a foreign film. Cuicui reminded her again, "Miss, you must drink it." After getting a firm response from Yun Ya, she turned and left the room. As soon as Cuicui was gone, Yun Ya threw her phone on the bed and looked at the bowl of porridge. She picked it up and sniffed, her eyes narrowing slightly. From the bedside drawer, she took out an empty medicine bottle, scooped a spoonful of porridge into it, screwed on the lid, and put it in her bag. She carried the bowl of porridge to the bathroom and poured it straight into the toilet. As soon as the sound of flushing resonated, it all washed away. Droplets cascaded from the shower, gliding over the fair and delicate skin. Yet that dainty and fair body was covered in blue and purple marks, looking all too shockingly conspicuous. She closed her eyes and lifted her head, letting the water spray all over her face. Suddenly, she started to gasp for air, her hands fiercely scrubbing her skin. The ferocity of her motion seemed as if she wanted to rub her skin off altogether. Gradually, her fair skin turned red from the scrubbing, her entire body as if torched, fiery red. While ruthlessly rubbing her skin, she occasionally let out a stifled roar, one of despair and sorrow. Her eyes were filled with loathing and fury, as if she held a deep grudge against her own body. Suddenly, she knelt on the ground and hugged her body tightly, sobbing loudly, the running water perfectly masking her cries. All those memories she had deliberately sealed off at the bottom of her heart surged out, tearing at her nerves mercilessly. She cried and begged for mercy, but could only be met with the man’s vicious cursing and the subsequent slaps. That night was the most desperate moment of her life. "Ah ah ah ah...." She screamed, clutching her head, like a wild animal on the brink of madness. Why? Why did she have to suffer this torture... It wasn’t fair, why did you do this to me, God... She gradually calmed down, sitting on the ground, the water has somehow turned cold, so cold... A week later, that man died of a sudden cerebral infarction. Nearly ten years of stable life and self-hypnosis had gradually made her relax her vigilance. This time, she had been careless and was tricked by Ji Yunya. The same mistake could only happen once. Standing up, she turned off the shower, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and walked out. The phone beeped, she walked over to pick it up and saw. [Meet at Starbucks on Xingu Road at 10:00 am tomorrow] She curled her lips into a light smile. Kang Jinse left early in the morning without eating, seemingly in a hurry to catch an announcement, going to Hong Kong for two days, picked up by her assistant. Su Ye, ten years later, this woman had become even more composed. Yun Ya quietly glanced at her, Su Ye felt a gaze on her and followed it to see a beautiful and graceful young lady. She pursed her lips and gave her a gentle smile. Su Ye paused, then remembered the girl’s identity, the legitimate daughter of the Yun Family, Ji Yunya. Indeed, just like the rumors said, she was graceful and elegant, beautiful to the point of causing the downfall of cities, possessing a unique and noble temperament that Jinxian, the imposter, couldn’t compare to. Subtly lowering her gaze, Su Ye smiled with a curved lip. After Su Ye and Kang Jinse left, Kang Jinxian also hurriedly left the house with her bag. Only Yun Shu was still in the garden, fussing over her beloved orchids. Yun Ya stepped out of Ji Family Manor, and a red QQ sedan was parked by the roadside.