The person on the other end suddenly fell silent, and after a long pause, asked, "Yan’er, tell your grandpa, are you having relationship troubles?" Yan He felt a constriction in her chest and instinctively denied it: "Grandpa, what are you talking about...." "Don’t think your grandpa doesn’t know, humph, it’s because of that brat that you’re not coming back. Is it that boy from the Yan Family bullying you? Grandpa will stand up for you." Yan He shook her head: "No... really, Grandpa, nothing happened." The person on the phone sighed and continued, "Your grandpa knows your thoughts, rest assured, grandpa will make your wishes come true. My granddaughter, Shu Tiancheng’s own, is more than enough to match the Yan Family’s great-grandson. That brat better know what’s good for him." Yan He’s eyes flashed as she gritted her teeth: "Grandpa...." He has a girlfriend. For some reason, she didn’t say this out loud. Perhaps, she still had a chance. "That boy is a promising talent with a bright future. Grandpa had long since chosen him as his great-niece’s husband. Only a man like that is worthy of my precious granddaughter." After hanging up the phone, she sat quietly for a long time, and between giving up and refusing to concede, she ultimately chose the latter. Get full chapters from novel⸺fire.net Just when things seemed to turn around, she decided to firmly grab this opportunity. But on the other hand, she reminded herself that he has a girlfriend, and doing this is unethical. Yet, amidst hesitation and struggle, she found that she couldn’t just let go without any reluctance. With Ji Yunya’s family background, how could she compare to Yan Song? Her grandpa is Shu Tiancheng, a name familiar to anyone with some military knowledge. If she married him, then with her grandpa’s status and influence in military circles, Yan Song would avoid many detours. What can Ji Yunya do for him? A spoiled young lady with no practical skills, she would instead need Yan Song to take care of her. Yan Song would eventually realize who the lifelong companion is. Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on her lips. Her tears had long dried up, leaving tear streaks congealed on her face, somewhat dry and rough. Turning out from the corridor, she saw a row of men lying at the entrance to the ward. Xiao Quan, Yellow Hair, and even the champion athlete Wan Fu were leaning against the wall with black and blue faces, panting. Across from them stood a tall figure, leaning casually. Yan He walked over in surprise: "What happened?" Even Wan Fu, the most capable of the three, looked . Who exactly did this? She instinctively looked at the tall figure and frowned as she asked: "Was it you?" Her tone was quite blunt. Xiao Quan quickly grabbed her: "Xiao He, watch your manners. This is Master Mingyue, how about calling her Master quickly?" Yan He’s frown deepened. This woman was Ji Yunya’s bodyguard; why should she call her Master. Mingyue glanced at her indifferently, her gaze as cold as ice, mixed with a hint of sarcasm. It seemed every pore of Yan He’s body was laid bare, making her feel utterly exposed. "Any objections?" So arrogant and cocky. "You...." Xiao Quan pulled her aside, "Quiet down, my lady. Can’t you see Master Mingyue is displeased? I’m telling you, she’s really amazing, ’whoosh whoosh whoosh,’ like a martial arts master from a novel. You didn’t see it, but when Brother Ying struck just now, one move, just one move settled it all, my heavens...." Exaggerated by Xiao Quan, Yan He listened, her brows furrowing tightly, "What’s gotten into you people, forgetting your status and cozying up to a stranger. Have you forgotten your discipline?" Xiao Quan glared at her: "What stranger, she’s Miss Ji’s person. And who is Miss Ji, anyway, that’s the future sister-in-law...." Yan He clenched her fists tightly in frustration, suddenly pushed him away, and ran into the distance. "Hey, this girl." Xiao Quan approached Mingyue with a fawning face: "She just has that temper, Master please don’t mind it. Master, your move earlier was impressive, could you teach me...." Ah Yun was dumbfounded: "Don’t you have any shame?" Xiao Quan chuckled: "Miss, what do I need shame for? What I need is skill." On that note, he shook his fist. Ah Yun gave him a sidelong glance: "Pfft, who are you calling sister, I’m only eighteen, alright." Xiao Quan blinked: "What a coincidence, I’m just turning seventeen, if not sister then should I call you auntie?" The Lin Family Villa was reduced to ruins. Firefighters arrived promptly, yet the blaze burned throughout the night, reducing everything to ashes. Lin Sili, holding Anan, watched from afar. The flames illuminated her face, and two small fires danced in her eyes. It’s good that it burned, to burn away all of the past thoroughly, from now on, there is only the future.