Ning Zihuan’s sudden kick startled the onlookers who were initially just watching the drama unfold. What was going on with Ning Zihuan? He seemed to barely register his presence, so how could he suddenly burst forth as a knight in shining armor? That flash of malevolence that erupted from him a moment ago left everyone feeling unnerved. Gu Shaozhen struggled to his feet, swaying, and pointed at Ning Zihuan, "You... you’ve got guts." Ning Zihuan walked up to him step by step, grabbed the pointing finger, and gently twisted it. The next moment, a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered filled the air, and Gu Shaozhen’s face twisted with pain. The young man’s eyes were calm, his dark pupils quietly watching him, yet they instilled a sense of inescapable fear. "I won’t allow anyone to harm her, understood?" Gu Shaozhen nodded, gritting his teeth in pain. Ning Zihuan stepped back. Gu Shaozhen, sweating profusely with pain, fell to the ground with a thump. He turned and walked up to Yun Ya, "Let’s go, I’ll take you home." Ignoring the shocked and frightened looks from the people around them, Yun Ya and Ning Zihuan left as if nothing had happened. "Thank you for what you did just now." Yun Ya raised her hand to brush away her long hair scattered by the sea breeze. Ning Zihuan suddenly stopped, turning to look at Yun Ya. His gaze was dark yet clear, truly pure, making one feel warm and secure at first sight, without any impurities, pure and crystalline. No one thought that such a harmless, beautiful boy could be more terrifying than a demon if he took up a knife. "Can I hug you?" He pursed his lips, appearing somewhat at a loss. Yun Ya was taken aback, not expecting him to make such a request. She smiled lightly, shaking her head, "No, you can’t." The young man’s expression drooped, showing a touch of disappointment. "I promised my boyfriend that I wouldn’t let other men touch me." Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sadness in her eyes brewed into an ocean’s depth, but in an instant, it returned to calm. Like a little animal abandoned by others, pitiful and wronged. Yun Ya sighed softly, tipped on her toes, and gently hugged him. He was thin and tall, and recalling his experiences, Yun Ya felt a tinge of heartache. "This is a hug between friends," she said. Ning Zihuan’s eyes lit up, and he smiled contentedly with a tilted mouth. "Friends? You and me?" Yun Ya nodded, "Yes, friends." Ning Zihuan hugged her tightly, his mouth curving into a pleased smile, his eyes shining like stars. I won’t let anyone hurt you, he vowed silently to himself. After watching Yun Ya get into the car and leave, Ning Zihuan stood still for a while, occasionally lost in thought, occasionally grinning foolishly, anyone unaware would think he was a madman. Gu Shaozhen and his group walked up, and upon seeing Ning Zihuan, instinctively stopped in their tracks. With a light sweep of Ning Zihuan’s gaze, they shivered, wishing they could run away. What they had thought to be a harmless little white rabbit turned out to be a ferocious grey wolf. They too could be mistaken in their judgments. It was no wonder he was part of the Ning Family. Gu Shaozhen’s finger was probably ruined by now, his face twitching with pain as he harbored both fear and awe toward Ning Zihuan. Ning Zihuan sneered, and a sedan pulled up beside him. "Third Young Master." A man in black got out of the car and respectfully opened the rear door. Ning Zihuan bent over and got in. Ten years had passed, and Zihuan hadn’t forgotten her. Yun Ya looked out the window at the scenery flying by, her eyes tinted with a faint chill. The source of this content ɪs NoveI[F]ire.net Not everyone has the right to enjoy happiness. Like her, Zihuan was a child born and abandoned. Growing up to this point, they both craved warmth more than anyone else. Her warmth came from Brother Yan and Miaomiao; Zihuan’s warmth came only from her. Rubbing her forehead wearily, Yun Ya slowly closed her eyes. After a brief rest, they had arrived at her home. Yun Ya walked into the living room and, unsurprisingly, saw Bai Ran. Bai Ran was sitting on the sofa, Yun Shu in the main seat, opposite were Yun Shen and Kang Jinse. Her arrival broke the tense atmosphere that had prevailed. Bai Ran pushed the divorce agreement in front of Yun Shen, "Unless you agree to my terms, I won’t sign this divorce agreement." With those words, she grabbed her bag and got ready to leave. Yun Shen clenched his hands resting on his lap, his solemn gaze unwavering. "I agree to your terms," he said. Kang Jinse glared at Bai Ran with hatred, "Do you have no shame as a woman? You married into the Yun Family without contributing anything, strayed from marital fidelity, don’t even know who fathered that bastard, Brother Shen didn’t sue you and you should be grateful for that, yet now you have the audacity to ask him for child support? You, woman, truly have no dignity."