Qin Du handed over a hundred yuan bill, and Yun Ya said indifferently, "Forget about the remaining four yuan, just consider it a tip from this young lady. Be more cautious when trying to swindle others next time, not everyone is as easygoing as I am."
As she finished speaking, she closed the car door, completely shutting out the driver’s ashen face.
Qin Du shook his head and chuckled, gazing at her with adoration, "Why bother arguing with a driver, huh?"
Yun Ya looked at him earnestly, "Brother Ah Du, what you did just now wasn’t right. You knew he was wrong, yet you didn’t speak up to correct him. That’s enabling the oppressor."
Qin Du found her serious expression particularly adorable and couldn’t help but nod, "Yeah, you’re right. But I don’t have your sharp mind. Even if it happens again, I’ll be at a loss for words."
"Brother Ah Du, you’re too soft. That won’t do, you’ll suffer losses," Yun Ya said, furrowing her brows with a look of concern etched on her face.
Struggling to suppress a laugh, Qin Du nodded gravely, "It seems I need to learn to toughen up and not let others bully me anymore." The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel-fire.ɴet
As they spoke, they entered the residential complex. The security was particularly strict, requiring a card for entry and exit. With no other choice, Yun Ya made a call, and soon a woman in her thirties came over.
She wore a grey plaid shirt with blue velvet trousers, slender in build, with her long hair tied back in a bun, fair skin, delicate features, and gentle demeanor—exuding the typical image of a Jiangnan woman.
Upon seeing the young girl standing by the roadside, the woman suddenly stopped, covered her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Yun Ya walked towards her with open arms, "Aunt Die, I’m back."
Ji Die couldn’t hold back anymore and ran to embrace Yun Ya, crying as her tears flowed freely.
"Miss, Miss, you’ve finally come back."
Yun Ya closed her eyes and said softly, "Yes, I’m back. Aunt Die, let’s talk at home. It’s not good to have so many people watching us here."
Ji Die quickly wiped away her tears and pulled Yun Ya towards the complex, "Right, right, let’s go home. You must be hungry and tired after such a long flight. Let’s get home."
As they walked, her gaze never left Yun Ya. Ten years had passed, and the little girl who used to only reach up to her thigh now stood taller than her, like a graceful sapling on the verge of blooming, especially that beautiful face where she spotted so many familiar traces.
Her eyes were like the lady’s, big and bright, her nose resembled Yun Shen’s... no matter how she looked, she was beautiful.
Thinking of something, Ji Die glanced behind her, "Where’s the young master? Didn’t he come back with you?"
"Miaomiao is staying at a relative’s place right now. I’m planning to settle things here in the country before bringing him back," Yun Ya explained, though she kept to herself the deeper reasons—this homecoming would be fraught with danger, and Miaomiao was her greatest vulnerability. To ensure his safety, she had to resort to such measures.
Ji Die sighed in disappointment, "I was hoping to see the young master. So many years have passed; he must have grown tall and strong. I dreamt once that the young master came back to look for me, calling me Aunt Die."
Yun Ya smiled and put her arm around Ji Die’s shoulder, "Don’t worry, Aunt Die. One day, I will cure Miaomiao."
The girl’s eyes shone with a confident light that made Ji Die nod subconsciously, "Yes, my Miss is very smart. As long as she sets her mind to it, she will succeed. Aunt Die believes in you." She only knew that Yun Ya was studying medicine abroad, oblivious to the other details, let alone that she was Dr. Nyx.
The house was a 150-plus-square-meter duplex apartment with four bedrooms and two living rooms, decorated in a simple yet warm style that exuded a refined sense of life. Yun Ya surveyed the house while Ji Die spoke, "After all these years, the rightful owner has finally returned. I’ve gotten your room ready. You must be tired after such a long flight, go and rest in your room first."
She seemed to deliberately ignore Qin Du, not glancing at him once, and turned to go make tea in the kitchen.
Yun Ya looked at Qin Du, her lips pursed, "Aunt Die hasn’t gotten over it yet, you’ll just have to bear with it a bit."
Qin Du looked at the figure bustling in the kitchen and smiled, "I understand. Aunt Die has had it tough, staying single all these years. It’s a pity, dad is just too stubborn."
Yun Ya pursed her lips, relationships couldn’t be coerced. Although she sided with Aunt Die privately, she wouldn’t say anything as long as Uncle Qin didn’t relent.