CHAPTER 1065: 219 WILD IMAGINATION, REALLY EYE-STINGING_3

"It must be like this." The girl said with a laugh, pulling out a photo from her bag. The man in the photo was strikingly handsome, and his cold, fierce aura could not be concealed even through the thin paper. Lu Mingzhu liked him so much from the first glance; he was indeed the most good-looking man she had ever seen.

"Husband, I’ll see you tomorrow, are you happy?" she said and moved to kiss the man’s lips in the photo.

Aunt Cui shivered suddenly; it was truly an eyesore.

Is Miss Mingzhu out of her mind...

In the green plants at the wall corner, amidst the leaves, a red light quietly flashed.

In the room of the East Pavilion, Yan Xing was lying on the bed with a laptop in front of her, earphones plugged in. Suddenly, she clapped her hands on the bed and burst into laughter, laughing until tears came out.

Behind the desk, the girl who was reviewing her lessons put down her book. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she turned her head to look over, a hint of helplessness mingled in.

"Xingxing, keep your voice down, don’t disturb everyone’s rest."

"Second sister, is Lu Mingzhu’s brain faulty, and not lightly so? She did such a disgusting thing and was saying why did Brother come back but didn’t see her. Isn’t she delusional? Ew... Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. Being targeted by a woman like this, Brother is really miserable."

Yan Hua’s brows furrowed slightly, suddenly standing up to walk over and look at the computer screen. It was clearly the West Warm Pavilion’s boudoir, where a clear orange figure was reflected, apparently taken secretly.

Yan Hua’s face turned cold as she slammed the laptop shut: "Xingxing, how can you do such a thing? What if you are found out, have you thought about the consequences?"

Yan Xing shrugged indifferently: "At most, Grandma will scold me, anyway, I don’t care. I want to copy it down and let everyone know Lu Mingzhu’s true face. Most importantly, show it to Brother and make him utterly disgusted for three days, unable to eat."

Yan Hua shook her head: "Peeping is a despicable act. If caught, Grandma scolding you is the least of it. Should it reach the ears of someone intent on defaming you, who knows how they will use harsh words to tarnish you? You are the third Miss of the Yan Family, held to the standards of a socialite. How can you do such a thing?"

Yan Xing impatiently waved her hand, "You always go on about principles, but having you and Big Sister and Little Aunt to uphold the family’s reputation is enough. I’m just waiting for food and dying, not bothering you."

"You...." Yan Hua calmed down, sat by the bed: "Tomorrow find an opportunity to remove the camera."

"I won’t." Yan Xing pouted.

Yan Hua’s tone was stern: "Xingxing, you won’t even listen to me now?"

Yan Xing feared Second Sister the most since she had been controlling her from childhood, "Just two more days, in two days I’ll definitely steal the thing out. Tomorrow will surely have a good show, how can I miss it? More importantly, Lu Mingzhu, this vile woman, is the best at pulling tricks from behind. If she secretly messes with us, how will we know? Know yourself, know your enemy, and you’ll win a hundred battles without danger. My good second sister, please agree with me. After two more days, I’ll definitely steal the thing out." Yan Xing shook Yan Hua’s arm, acting cute.

Yan Hua frowned, looked at her for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly: "Alright, I really can’t do anything about you. I wonder who you took this impulsive nature from."

Yan Xing giggled: "Thank you, Second Sister."

Yan Hua walked to the window, looking at the million lit homes outside, yet her heart grew a bit uneasy.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside the door. Yan Hua went to the door, opened it, and grabbed a passing maid, "What happened?"

"It’s Fifth Master having a relapse again. Sorry, I have to hurry and brew the medicine." With that, she hurried away.

"Uncle...."

The wind blew a strand of hair across her forehead as the girl’s gaze turned obscure and distant.

Looking at the gloomy sky, her hands clasped together.

Hoping Uncle can get through this hurdle safely.

Such a situation almost occurs every few days. The doctors said Uncle wouldn’t live past ten years old, then it was twenty, but now he’s twenty-nine and still living. Though with difficulty, he still perseveres in living.

Sometimes, life is fragile, sometimes, it’s so resilient.

The night wind was deep and cold, her hands and feet had lost all feeling from the chill, yet she stood unconsciously, beneath the eaves, looking at the brightly lit room, standing like a statue.

Without realizing it, snowflakes had begun to fall from the sky, drifting down, covering the earth.

The ground gradually accumulated into a frosty white, her hair and shoulders soaked by the snow water. She lifted her eyes to look at the swirling snow, extending a tender white palm, the crystalline snowflakes fell on her fingertips, swiftly melting away, leaving only a drop of coolness spreading through her limbs and bones.