When no outsiders were around, he didn’t bother to hide his dislike for Yan Song at all. Yan Song didn’t mind his attitude either. He squatted down to look into his eyes and smiled, "Miaomiao, don’t you like me?" Miaomiao nodded without any hesitation. "Is it because I’m with Yaya?" "But what can we do? If I broke up with Yaya, she would be very, very sad. Do you want to see Yaya sad?" Yun Miao shook his head without any hesitation. He didn’t want to see Yaya sad. For original chapters go to novel fire.net The smile on Yan Song’s lips grew deeper, "We both love Yaya. For Yaya’s sake, let’s make peace from now on." Yun Miao hesitated for a moment, then slightly pursed his lips and gently touched his hand with hers. Although he didn’t have much of a liking for Yun Miao, especially after last night, he had to, given that the person was his older cousin. He had to build a good relationship. Ji Die pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Yun Ya staring at the ceiling and expressed her concern, "How’s your health? If you’re sick, you should go to the hospital. It’s not good to keep pushing yourself ." Yun Ya smiled at her, "I’m fine." Ji Die hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Did you just argue with Young Master Yan? I knew it would turn out . Young people nowadays, their relationships are so immature, it’s all just reckless folly." Yun Ya turned over: "This is something between Brother Yan and me, Aunt Die doesn’t need to worry about it." Ji Die went over to collect the empty bowl, "I can’t control the affairs of you young people, but I must remind you, you need to protect yourself; a girl should have self-respect..." Yun Ya pulled the covers over her head, not wanting to hear any more. Ji Die left with the empty bowl. Yun Ya drifted off and didn’t know when she fell asleep again. When she woke up, the sun was setting. She sighed, sat up, and only felt her whole body was so weak that she had no strength at all. She put on slippers, got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, saw neither Ji Die nor Miaomiao, nor the figure of Yan Song. Feeling thirsty, she went to the kitchen to pour a drink. Suddenly, music played behind her. Yun Ya turned around and saw Yan Song stepping to the beat, slowly walking towards her with a big bunch of roses, his expression tender and a little unnerving. Yun Ya’s hand trembled, and she nearly dropped the cup. Yan Song slowly approached her, his dark eyes tenderly gazing at her, "99 roses, I love you, forever and ever." Yun Ya took a step back, only to be suddenly closed in by Yan Song, her back against the Glazed Terrace. She frowned at him, "We’ve already broken up. What’s with all this?" Yan Song’s expression did not change as he gently smiled, "Then let me pursue you again. Ji Yunya, be my girlfriend. I won’t make you angry anymore, I promise. This won’t happen a second time." He raised his hand as if to swear, his expression serious, "If I break this oath, let me be struck by lightning and die a terrible death." Yun Ya quickly tiptoed to cover his mouth, "Why are you making such a rash oath?" Yan Song looked down, grabbed her hand, and gently kissed it. Yun Ya tried to pull her hand away but he held on firmly, "To show you my determination." Yun Ya huffed, "That trick won’t work on me. A good horse doesn’t eat the grass that has grown back." "A prodigal who returns is more precious than gold. Considering my honest repentance, can’t you give me another chance?" Yan Song kept softening her up, and his attitude seemed much improved. Yun Ya walked past him with her cup to the living room and sat on the sofa. Yan Song, holding a big bunch of roses, hurried after her, not daring to sit down, half kneeling at her feet, "This time, I’m truly remorseful. I will definitely change my bad temper. Won’t you give me one more chance, and let’s not break up, please?" Looking at his pitiable little face. Yun Ya laughed inwardly, yet maintained an indifferent façade, "Not a single word from a man can be trusted. Rather than staying with you and being upset, I would be better off on my own, free and easy. Yan Ke even said you have a tendency toward domestic violence. Yan Ke is your own brother; why would he say that without reason? Now it seems there is some truth to his words." Yan Song gritted his teeth, giving Yan Ke a mental pounding a few rounds over. Just you wait, let’s see how I deal with you when I get back. Yun Ya noticed his ferocious face and furrowed her brows. Realizing his lapse, Yan Song quickly put on a smile, "That kid’s always talking nonsense; you can’t believe a word he says. How can you believe him over me? I’m so gentle and kind; how could I ever be abusive? He’s slandering me."