Sitting in the car, Yun Ya teased. Ji Die couldn’t help but touch her face, hung her head, and said in a low voice, "Compared to the young miss and the young lady, I’m just mediocre." Yun Ya took her hand, softly saying, "Aunt Die, how can you belittle yourself ? In my opinion, you are much more beautiful than those so-called superstars. If you entered the entertainment industry, what business would those actresses even have? You need to be more confident; you are no less than anyone else." Ji Die glanced at Yun Ya, "Stop making fun of me, how can I compare to those actresses..." Yun Ya wasn’t wrong, Ji Die was not at all inferior in looks. Compared to the glaringly dazzling and overwhelming Lanyi, the delicate and gentle beauty of Ji Die was more adept at capturing a man’s heart. Still, her servile nature deeply suppressed by Ji Lanyi, her inferiority complex, and her inner disbelief in herself meant she only attracted men’s playfulness, not their understanding hearts. "Aunt Die, those actresses may look glamorous on the surface, attracting fans’ adoration, but do you know how many have slept their way up behind the scenes?" Yun Ya curled his lips, his eyes filled with disdain. Without knowing, one has no right to speak. Having spent ten years abroad, Yun Ya wasn’t unfamiliar with the entertainment industry either. Before Poppy made her debut, the number of men she slept with could fill a large truck. She personally told Yun Ya that in this line of work, no woman is clean, unless they flaunt their purity with powerful backing as if it were for recreation. Otherwise, to become famous, they would have to strip. Comparing those actresses with Ji Die was utterly incomparable. Ji Die looked up in surprise, "What?" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novᴇlfire.net "You are you, not the ’you’ in others’ eyes. You need to be the ’you’ in your own eyes. What do others’ views have to do with you? Stand tall and proud; you’ve done nothing wrong. Why act so low?" Yun Ya’s tone was somewhat stern, and Ji Die seemed frightened, instinctively wanting to shake her head in denial. However, upon seeing Yun Ya’s clear and resolved eyes, she hesitated. Murmuring to herself, "Be the ’me’ in my own eyes?" "Yes, you are you, Ji Die, not anyone’s slave. You have the right to pursue freedom and happiness. In this world, no one has the right to intervene in that." This voice seemed to have a bewitching power, slowly, very slowly, seeping into Ji Die’s brain, gradually consuming her thoughts... Yun Ya took out a mirror and held it in front of her. Ji Die instinctively wanted to cover her face, but Yun Ya quickly moved her hand away. "Look how beautiful the person in the mirror is, with willow leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, cherry lips, just like a person from a painting. With such beauty, could there be no man who would like you? You’re so lovely, so excellent, why hide your light? You live like a mouse, and the man you love will never notice you. Why put yourself through that?" Ji Die looked at the person in the mirror. Was that really herself? She reached out and slowly touched the mirror, as if that way she could touch that face, so beautiful with lotus-like face and willow-like eyebrows. A smile slowly formed on her lips, and her usually lifeless eyes seemed to come to life, making her face even more beautiful. But soon after, she shook her head and covered her face with her hands. Yun Ya sighed, "Aunt Die, Uncle Qin is already thirty-eight years old. He’s wasted half of his life for his mother’s sake, can you truly bear to..." "No... I can’t do that," Ji Die shook her head, "I was wrong back then. I couldn’t hold back, but he never even touched me. I knew then that for his whole life, he could never forget the young miss." Back then, Ji Die was sent to a nightclub by Yun Shu to be played with by men. Fortunately, Uncle Qin found her just in time. She lived at Uncle Qin’s place for a while, where she had a hazy fondness for him, suppressed because of Lanyi. Later, with just the two of them, her budding feelings quickly grew into a towering tree. She realized she had always loved Uncle Qin, the man who had grown up with her and the young miss. Unable to cope, she nearly broke down; on one hand, there was the painful love, on the other, guilt for betraying the young miss. But she was young, and in the end, she couldn’t resist the temptation, confessing her feelings to Uncle Qin, only to face a cruel rejection. That man mercilessly turned her down. Maybe it was a seed of love that sprouted in her heart the first time they met, maybe it was the admiration for the youthful and valiant figure, or maybe she sympathized with the young man’s unrequited love. Rejected, it felt as if the sky had fallen. During that time, her loyalty to the young miss was all that kept her going.