He said this to himself deep down. Once she recovers, let her go. The explosion at the Lin Family banquet couldn’t be kept secret; soon the media was all over it. More strikingly, the bomb was in Ji Yunya’s hand, this socialite who’s more famous than celebrities, and now caught in the explosion storm. Some rumored she was dead, causing fans to cry collectively and an uproar online. But soon the police gave definite news: the explosion was the doing of terrorists, and it didn’t cause any casualties. Lately, incidents in Jiangzhou have been too frequent. First, the explosion at the charity conference resulted in numerous casualties, then the chandelier accident at the Fan Family’s engagement banquet—while no one died, many were injured—and immediately following that was the explosion at the Lin Family banquet. Although the police announced no casualties, who knows if it’s to calm the crowd, since such things have been concealed before. Sensitive people have already detected the unusualness of this matter. These terrorists are simply too rampant. The police declared they would spare no expense to bring these terrorists to justice. No matter how chaotic the outside world was, the hospital remained tranquil and peaceful. Yan He paced anxiously at the door of the ward, occasionally standing at the door peeking through the glass inside. The girl was keeping watch by the bedside, her slender figure fragile, yet she was seen with sore eyes, biting her lips secretly. She finally remembered who this girl was. Known as the top socialite, worshipped as a goddess by the nation, the Eldest Miss of Jiangzhou’s premier Ji Family, also the chairman of Ji’s—combining talent, beauty, power, and wealth—a true white rich beauty, Ji Yunya. With so many halos and titles, it’s evident she’s an exceptionally outstanding woman. She had heard Ji Yunya’s name before, instinctively disliking her. Such women are born to be envied, but they had no interaction, and although there was a slight jealousy, there was more admiration; as a woman, she dreamed of living like Ji Yunya. Unexpectedly, the man she secretly loved for two years, his girlfriend turned out to be Ji Yunya. Such a formidable rival, she lost before she even started. If there was any initial impulse to compete, wanting to fight for affection, but the opponent being Ji Yunya—what could she possibly use to compete, to fight for? Though unwilling to admit it, in front of this woman, all her merits ceased to exist, her confidence shattered beyond belief... Her heart full of sourness and bitterness, there was only a desire to cry, mourning a first love that ended before it ever began. Yellow Hair rushed over, glanced into the ward, "Miss Ji?" Yan He bit her lips, "You know?" Yellow Hair chuckled: "I just found out too. Boss is quite capable, having managed to win over Ji Yunya. If it gets exposed, imagine how many men across Country Hua will envy him." Yan He felt as though her heart was being stabbed; this is precisely men’s most direct thoughts, Yan Song being such an outstanding man, with Ji Yunya, of course, everyone would envy Yan Song, because Ji Yunya is so exceptional, only a man like Yan Song is worthy. A profound sense of helplessness surged from within her. Yellow Hair noticed Yan He’s expression, his eyes darted: "Look, there are plenty of other fish in the sea, why get hung up on a crooked tree? How about me? Though I’m a bit plain-looking, I’m definitely a new good man, able to be presentable and handle the kitchen, battle mistresses, and earn military accolades, why not consider your brother?" He finished with a cheeky smile. Yan He glared at him fiercely: "In your dreams. Even if every man on this earth died, I would absolutely never choose you." Yellow Hair rubbed his nose sheepishly: "Well, don’t be so absolute, what if...." Fresh chapters posted on NoveI-Fire.ɴet "No ’what if’." Yan He said firmly. "Haha, I was just messing with you, seems like you took it seriously, hmph... not fun at all." Yellow Hair waved his hand indifferently. "But sincerely, let me advise you, it’s come to this point, accept reality. Miss Ji isn’t someone easy to deal with..., although I know your background isn’t shallow either, I’m just reminding you...." Yan He’s face turned pale-green, she spat: "Who’s interested in your advice, I know what to do." Inside the ward, Yan Song slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened them, he saw Yun Ya resting her head on her hand, her head nodding slightly—looking particularly adorable. Seeing her head nod again, about to drop, Yan Song quickly stretched out a hand to catch her chin.