Yan Song had no choice but to indulge her. After the meal, Yun Ya went to clean up the dishes, but Yan Song snatched them from her hands, "You rest, I got this." As he was washing the dishes, Yun Ya hovered around him, admiring to herself that her future husband really knew how to take care of her. It seemed she would only need to be pampered in the future. Unfortunately, Yun Ya turned the house upside down but couldn’t find the first-aid kit. In the end, she had no choice but to say, "Brother Yan, come with me to the hospital." Yan Song rolled up his sleeves, unconcerned, "It’s okay, I’ll just apply some ointment when I get back." The two separated at the entrance of the neighborhood, agreeing on the time for their next meeting. Yan Song hailed a taxi and left. Yun Ya got into her car, feeling a void in her heart. "Miss, where to?" Du Shan carefully asked from the front seat. "Back to the Yun Family." Checking her phone, Yun Ya saw several missed calls, among them one unfamiliar number, to which Yun Ya had added a note. Although there was only one, the sight of the number made Yun Ya smile with the corners of her mouth curved up. Li Yuan and Wen Dehua had left Jiangzhou on their flight this morning. Yun Ya had called Li Yuan to say that she was held up with something and couldn’t see them off. Li Yuan laughed it off, saying it wasn’t necessary. After the call, Yun Ya finally had time to check her messages, many of which were from Yun Zhan. Suddenly, she remembered that Yun Zhan had messaged her last night, saying he was waiting for her at a certain restaurant and she must show up. At the time, Yun Ya was preoccupied with Brother Yan’s matter and subsequently forgot about it. The last message was sent at 11:30 pm, after which there were no more messages. Did he really wait at the restaurant until 11:30 pm? The last message read: Hmm, Master, you’re not keeping your promise. I’m never going to pay attention to you again. Yun Ya sighed. She really made the boy angry. She couldn’t help but reply, [Sorry, but I really had something important last night. It’s your bad timing. Are you leaving today? Next time you come, I’ll take you around Jiangzhou for a good time.] Yun Zhan must have been waiting by his phone because it only took a few seconds after she sent her message for him to reply. [Master, you still expect a next time? Humph.] The fact that he still called her "Master" showed that he still recognized her as his master. [Sorry, last night was the most important moment of my life. It’s just your bad timing.] [What could be so important that it’s more important than your disciple? If you don’t explain it to me, I won’t let it go.] He’s acting like a child, isn’t he? Yun Ya patiently replied, [Securing your future mother-in-law. Is that important enough?] [Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit... Master, I misunderstood you. Of course, the future mother-in-law is more important. Hehe, did you finally get her in the end?] Yun Ya’s lips curled up, her fingers swiftly tapping on the screen, [With your master’s charm, of course, it was a piece of cake.] [Master, I admire you so much. Tell me, tell me, is the future mother-in-law especially beautiful? Master, teach me a few tricks.] The kid was no longer upset, asking eagerly. Describing Yan Song as beautiful? Yun Ya couldn’t help but grin. [A beauty that can overthrow states and cities, the utmost beauty in the world.] ---- Follow current novᴇls on noⅴelfire.net Today was Thursday, and Yan Song had taken a short leave from school to go back home. Uncle Yan was stretching his neck, looking out at the gate. As soon as he saw Yan Song returning, he hunched over and shuffled towards him. "My dear young master, you’re finally back. You didn’t come home last night and didn’t even call. The lady is very angry. Be careful when you deal with her later." Yan Song pursed his lips, "I know." Uncle Yan glanced around then ran to catch up with Yan Song. My goodness, for every big step taken by the young master’s long legs, he had to take three. "Young master, last time you stayed out all night, the lady had me investigate. I kept the matter about Miss Yun Ya from her. This time it must be related to Miss Yun Ya again, right?" Yan Song turned his head and looked at him, "Uncle Yan, thank you." Uncle Yan chuckled, quickly waving his hand, "Why are you thanking me, young master? Actually, it wouldn’t be a big deal if the lady found out. It’s just that the influence on Miss Yun Ya wouldn’t be good. It’s better to wait until both of you are older, and the lady would find it easier to accept. Just be careful in the future. Don’t let the lady catch on, she’s much smarter than we think." Yan Song stepped into the living room where Zhuang Xiyue was sitting on the couch, her brows furrowed in displeasure. "Where were you last night?" Yan Song pursed his lips, "I was watching a soccer match at a friend’s place. It got too late, and I stayed over. Coincidentally, my phone ran out of battery, too." Yan Song originally thought of saying Su Jun, but Zhuang Xiyue knew he was closest to Su Jun and would have surely confirmed with him at the first opportunity. Given how clueless Su Jun was, he definitely couldn’t fool his mother’s discerning eyes.