"So you still don’t know, what difference would it make if you did? Will you feel sorry for Miaomiao? You’ll only curse him for not being dead yet. You’re all the same; you want both me and Miaomiao dead, right? With parents like you, what sins did me and Miaomiao commit in our past lives?" Yun Ya rarely lost control of her emotions, but today, due to her worries for Miaomiao, her reluctance to part with Brother Yan, and the complex emotions intertwining love and hate towards Yun Shen, she felt somewhat out of control. Yun Shen looked deeply at her, "Yun Ya, I’m sorry." "What’s the use of apologizing now? Can three words erase the pain me and Miaomiao have suffered?" In her past life, she was utterly defeated because she misplaced her trust in family ties, losing Miaomiao and herself as well. In this life, she would not make the same mistake. She told herself over and over how hard she had worked, how much she had struggled just to stand here, and with great difficulty, she had reached this point. She had brought down Yun Shu, Kang Jinxian, Kang Jinse—those who had harmed them were dead without a place to be buried. Yun Shen would have his own ending; she could not be soft-hearted... Yet, at the very moment Yun Shen uttered those words, she finally broke down in tears. "Yun Ya, can you give Dad another chance?" Heaven had given her a chance to start over, and one should not be ruthless; this man was her biological father. Even if he had committed many sins, the same blood still flowed in their veins. Even if she harbored hatred, deep down, she still kept a glimmer of hope, a fantasy about her father. She softened her heart after all. Yun Shen held her in his arms, "I’m sorry, Yun Ya. Before, I was too cowardly, too afraid, but from now on, I will try to be a good father." His usual cold voice was mixed with a slight tremor, clearly showing the mental struggle he went through to say those words. Content originally comes from NoveI(F)ire.net This embrace was what she had longed for since childhood, yet she gradually became desperate. Now that he had opened his arms to her, just like she had imagined, it was warm, solid, capable of sheltering her from the wind and rain... The tears flowed more fiercely. She didn’t know if what she was doing was right or wrong; although she had found a thousand reasons in her heart to excuse Yun Shen, to excuse herself... Looking at the frail girl in his arms, her sad crying tore at his heart. How many years had they missed between them? Thinking about it, the regret was profound. But in the future, there would be time. Yun Shen put her in the car, and the vehicle slowly started moving toward the estate. Not far away, a drone quietly flew off, and behind the bushes stood a tall woman in a leather jacket, not using an umbrella; raindrops pattered all over her body, but she didn’t seem to mind. She stretched out her hand, and the drone landed in it, while the images it captured were already being transmitted and displayed in front of someone else via remote connection. She jumped out from behind the bushes and got into a black sports car parked beside the road. The car shot away and disappeared at the end of the road in a cloud of smoke. "The Queen is furious," a man’s voice came through the headset. "Why?" The woman slammed her hands on the steering wheel, and the car raced through the rain curtain at an unbelievable speed, raindrops hitting the windshield with a piercing sound. "The Queen hates love," came the reply. A glint flashed in the woman’s eyes, "I understand what the Queen means, tell her that I’ll satisfy her." "Be careful with your actions, don’t let the police catch your tail. That Pei guy is a bit of trouble; it’s best if he doesn’t find out. If it were in the north, there wouldn’t be a need to be so cautious," the voice advised. The rain stopped for a while, and then suddenly started pouring down heavier than before, with the trend of growing even stronger; puddles on the side of the road gradually rose, spilling over the curb. Before entering the station, Yan Song looked back one more time at the city. He would definitely return, for the person he loved was still there. Would he still have embarked on this path so resolutely if he knew he couldn’t fulfill his promises? The answer was definitive. The temporary separation was for a better reunion. No matter when or where, no matter how much time passed, his heart would always be constant.