Yun Ya smiled, "I’m sorry, Brother Du, for making you worry." He regretted why he followed Miss Ji’s advice at that time; if he had gone in with her, he would never have allowed her to suffer . "There won’t be a next time." No sooner had Yun Ya arrived home than Yun Shen came back. Seeing Yun Ya lying in bed with a pale face and a bandaged arm, he clenched his fists tightly. "Daddy." Yun Ya gave him a sweet smile. "You can still smile?" Yun Shen’s chest heaved with emotion, knowing how worried he had been when he saw the news. He had dropped everything to rush to the hospital, encountered a swarm of reporters, and upon learning Yun Ya had already gone home, he hurried back again. Somehow, at some point, his daughter had become so important to him. "I’m fine now, aren’t I? Aside from some superficial injuries, I’ll recover in a couple of days. Don’t worry, Daddy," Yun Ya said nonchalantly. Yun Shen sighed, sat down beside the bed, and looked at her face. He had seen all the praise for her on the Internet, and he couldn’t help feeling proud. Such an excellent girl was his daughter. How terrible had he been previously to ignore and even hate and persecute such an outstanding daughter? The deeper his guilt towards Yun Ya, the deeper his hatred towards Yun Shu grew. If it hadn’t been for her, how could they have ended up as father and daughter, hostile and separated for over a decade? Now he didn’t even know where to start to make amends. "Yun Ya, it’s my fault I didn’t protect you, but from now on, Daddy will never let you be harmed again," Yun Shen said gently. Yun Ya smiled, "Mm, I believe in Daddy." Yun Shen’s phone kept ringing non-stop. After speaking a few words to Yun Ya, he went out to take the calls. Gazing at the ceiling, Yun Ya smiled bitterly. Whenever Yun Shen was kind to her, she would get goosebumps all over. She would never forget the harm he had inflicted on her and her brother until the day she died. So, don’t think that I will be gratefully blubbering just because you’ve turned around now. Yun Ya clenched her fists in secret, reminding herself not to be softhearted... After giving a few instructions and using work as an excuse, Yun Shen left in a hurry. Yun Ya looked toward the door, her heart sinking gradually. Without expectation, there would be no disappointment. To Yun Shen, his career was ultimately more important than her. Is there even a need to ponder such an obvious question? The young nurse sent by Tang He was a very young girl dressed in a pink nurse’s uniform. She was short but skinny, giving off a petite and exquisite vibe, with skin so fair and tender that it looked like it could be pinched, and a pair of clear and innocent eyes that exuded an aura of a vulnerable little rabbit, soft and endearing. "Miss Ji, hello, my name is Yan Qingxi. You can call me Yanyan. I will be responsible for taking care of you," she said in a sweet, soft voice, tender as if she was speaking in a gentle whisper. Upon seeing the young girl, a phrase suddenly popped into Yun Ya’s head: Delicate and tender, easy to push over. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N()velFire.net The girl, under such a direct gaze, felt shy and her ears tinged red; she touched her cheek and asked softly, "Is there something dirty on my face? Why are you staring at me, Miss?" Yun Ya smiled, "How old are you this year?" The girl didn’t understand why she was being asked this out of the blue but still replied softly, "I’m twenty-two." Yun Ya raised an eyebrow; she was six years older than her, yet they looked about the same age, childish... Well, Yun Ya’s gaze fell on the front of the nurse’s uniform, where the outline couldn’t be concealed. "Your boyfriend is very lucky," Yun Ya said out of the blue. The girl gave her a grievous glance, "I haven’t even had a first love yet." "Really? I wish you luck in finding a satisfying boyfriend in the future," Yun Ya said casually. The girl seemed incredibly innocent, like an inexperienced young girl. Such a girl should be cherished and protected in the palm of a man’s hand. How had she ended up as a nurse, a job both hard and exhausting? Later, Yun Ya learned that although the girl seemed gentle and simple, she was actually quite determined inside. She wasn’t afraid of hardship, had meticulous attention to detail, and was nimble and industrious, taking very good care of Yun Ya. She massaged Yun Ya’s waist with practiced proficiency every day and in just two days, Yun Ya felt a significant improvement. "Miss, why are you playing with your phone again? You should be resting properly now, absolutely away from your phone..." Yun Ya had just touched her phone when Yanyan, like a little housekeeper, started nagging. Yun Ya gave in helplessly, "Okay, okay, I’ll stop playing. You really scare me."