"Miss Ji, why did you attend the court today, and what is your view regarding Bai Xiangxiang’s false accusations against you?" Questions of this nature kept coming incessantly. Yun Ya pondered for a moment, calmly facing the camera, she softly said, "I have always believed in one principle, ’A straight man does not fear a crooked shadow,’ and now, the law has handed down the fairest judgement. Bai Xiangxiang has also paid the price for her actions, it is indeed a pity at such a blooming age." Her words ended with a regretful sigh, seemingly genuine sorrow for Bai Xiangxiang. "Miss Ji is too kind. Bai Xiangxiang brought this on herself. To commit murder at such a young age and then try to shift the blame onto you in an attempt to escape responsibility, she deserves her fate," a reporter said indignantly. Yun Ya pursed her lips, lifted her gaze to look at the speaking reporter, a very young one, almost resembling a college student fresh out of school, full of youthful vigor. From inside and out, it was clear he supported Ji Yunya, apparently a fan of hers. The moment Yun Ya’s gaze fell upon him, the young man bashfully lowered his head, not daring to meet her eyes, his heart "thumping wildly." "There is nothing about deserving or not deserving, you reap what you sow, I refrain from judging others, focusing on doing well myself," Yun Ya said with a slight smile, looking so tender and at peace. Updates are released by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net As more and more reporters crowded around, nearly blocking Yun Ya’s path, she said helplessly, "I have already answered what I could, could you please let me through?" With such a simple request, paired with her overly beautiful face, no one had the heart to refuse, and the crowd automatically made way for her. Yun Ya gently smiled and said, "Thank you." As countless eyes watched, she slowly walked down the courthouse steps. Not far away, Jian Junjie squinted at the departing figure. The case had been settled, and all the evidence was personally submitted by him, yet he still felt something was amiss. The resentful and unwilling look in Bai Xiangxiang’s eyes said a lot. But considering Ning Zijin’s words, this case could only end here, though he still felt a sense of unease deep within. Watching Ji Yunya’s retreating figure, he muttered the two words from his thin lips. The assistant approached and said, "Sir, there’s a call from Capital City." Jian Junjie held the phone, walking while answering the call. After hanging up, he instructed his assistant, "Return to Capital City," his footsteps paused before he added, "Organize the files of this case for me again." Before getting into the car, he looked back again. Ji Yunya bent down to get into a black sedan. Just before she entered, as if sensing his gaze, she looked in his direction. Despite the distance of more than ten meters, he caught a mocking glint in those ambiguous and obscure eyes, mixed with another layer of meaning. The girl curled her lips into a mocking smile, then bent down and got into the car, which quickly drove away. Although it was the scorching sun overhead, he suddenly felt a bit cold. He stood there for a while, finally realizing the meaning behind her last look. It was a look filled with defiance. Sitting in the car, Yun Ya gazed out at the passing scenery, and closed her eyes tiredly. This matter had turned out smoother than expected. She thought of Jian Junjie’s final gaze and curled her lips. Her phone rang, and Yun Ya took it out to see that it was Aunt Zhuang calling. Answering, she put the phone to her ear. "Yun Ya, come home for dinner tonight. Your uncle and I will be leaving in a couple of days, and before we go, I want to spend some more time with you," Aunt Zhuang’s gentle voice came from the phone. Yun Ya’s grip on the phone involuntarily tightened, she hadn’t expected this day to come so soon. "Alright," Yun Ya pleasantly agreed. After hanging up, she sighed deeply. Aunt Zhuang and Uncle Yan were also leaving now. Yan Song had not been in contact, not even a phone call or a single WeChat message, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. Just you wait, I won’t forgive you this time. Yun Ya silently ground her teeth. At the Yan Family’s house, Zhuang Xiyue had personally started cooking in preparation for tonight’s gathering, devoting her entire afternoon to the kitchen. "I heard Bai Xiangxiang had her second trial today, has the verdict been given?" Zhuang Xiyue suddenly asked. Aunt Lin was about to speak when Yan Ke walked over and said, "They added five years on top of the original sentence. That’s the consequence of framing Sister Yun Ya. What a joke, a murderer dares to clash with Sister Yun Ya. I even think the judge was too lenient. Weren’t there rumors of Bai Xiangxiang’s aunt pulling strings? Probably because of that, her murder charge was so light, it’s unfair, I’m going online to expose it." The more Yan Ke thought about it, the more indignant he became.