CHAPTER 1248: CHAPTER 245: BLESSING OR CURSE, SOBER AND CRUEL

She called Mingyue over: "Did Brother Yan come last night?"

Mingyue sat silently by the windowsill, glanced at her and said: "You don’t know?"

Yun Ya looked puzzled.

"How would I know, I was asleep too." Mingyue rolled her eyes.

She must have dreamt of him, yet it felt so real. Never mind, don’t think about it. Yun Ya got up, and Ah Yun brought over the dress Aunt Zhuang had sent last night. Yun Ya remembered that this dress used to belong to Dongfang Yi. Dongfang Yi would probably also attend today, and she wondered what trouble would arise upon seeing her wearing it.

"Put it away, change into something more low-key." Yun Ya waved her hand.

Ah Yun was puzzled: "Miss, why? This dress is so beautiful. I’ve never seen such a gorgeous dress, it’s simply tailor-made for you, Miss. Wearing it, you’ll definitely outshine everyone, letting them know you’re Young Master Yan Song’s fiancée. Anyone with extravagant hopes should weigh their appearance and temperament against yours."

Yun Ya was taken aback. Yes, even if she did nothing, just being Yan Song’s fiancée had already made her the envy of many debutantes in the Capital City. They couldn’t wait to eliminate her. So her forbearance and retreats only invited others to inch further, which was meaningless. Be low-key when necessary, and high-profile when needed.

Sitting still would only invite trouble, so why not take the initiative?

She wanted to dress beautifully and stand confidently in front of everyone, to show them that she is Yan Song’s fiancée, and in this world, she is the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Having understood this, Yun Ya smiled and said: "Bring it over, I’ll wear this one."

Ah Yun immediately beamed with joy.

Yun Ya, feeling cold, put on a long white down coat that reached her ankles over her dress and was ready to leave. Dressed-up Yan Xing and Yan Hua arrived. Yan Xing noticed the dress Yun Ya wore looked familiar and suddenly said: "Isn’t this the dress we chose yesterday? Wasn’t it reserved by Dongfang Yi? How come it’s on you?"

Yan Hua had heard Yan Xing mention this last night and turned to look at Yun Ya.

Yun Ya didn’t explain much, nor did she say it was given to her by Zhuang Xiyue, she only said: "I haven’t had breakfast yet, come with me."

Yan Xing wanted to ask more, but Yan Hua, noticing Yun Ya didn’t want to say anything, tugged on Yan Xing and changed the subject.

Before leaving, Zhuang Xiyue held her hand and said: "Yun Ya, I’m really worried. Why don’t I go with you?" The spring gathering was just a social event for young boys and girls, without adults usually attending. But Zhuang Xiyue knew too well the character of those debutantes and the intentions behind their invitation. Thinking Yun Ya might be bullied made her anxious.

Yun Ya smiled and said: "Aunt Zhuang, do you trust me?"

Her eyes were bright and calm, with a convincing power. Zhuang Xiyue instinctively nodded: "Of course, Aunt Zhuang trusts you."

"So don’t worry, Aunt Zhuang. I’ll handle it. The road of life is long; how far can you accompany me?"

Zhuang Xiyue smiled with relief: "If you get wronged, come back and tell Aunt Zhuang."

Yan Hua smiled from the side: "Don’t worry, Aunt, with Xingxing and me there, we won’t let Yun Ya be wronged."

What does Zhuang Xiyue expect from a sickly Yan Hua and a mischievous Yan Xing? But she just smiled and said: "Then I’ll trouble you both."

Once Yan Hua and Yan Xing walked further away, Yun Ya pondered and said to Zhuang Xiyue: "Aunt Zhuang, this dress is beautiful, I really like it. Thank you."

Zhuang Xiyue was taken aback: "What?"

Yun Ya squinted her eyes.

Just then, Yan Xing shouted to her: "Sister Yun Ya, hurry up!"

"It’s nothing, Aunt Zhuang, I’m leaving now."

Yun Ya turned to leave, her brows slightly furrowed, her fingers gently brushing the hem of the dress.

Whether it’s a blessing or a curse, I must experience it to know.

Zhuang Xiyue’s driver, Shan Bao, was sent by Zhuang Xiyue to take Yun Ya, with four bodyguards accompanying her.

The car drove out of the Yan Family’s gate, and a military vehicle approached, blocking the road tightly. Shan Bao honked, thinking to himself, who doesn’t have eyes to see this is Third Lady Yan’s car?

As he thought this, the car door opened, and a man in military uniform got out, striding towards them.

The man was tall and upright, with the uniform adding an air of restraint, and his features in the bright morning light were strikingly handsome.