Back then, Yun Qiluo didn’t have her own perspectives on life; if she liked something, she liked it; if she didn’t, she didn’t. She followed her heart.
Because Yan Yan had saved her, she was utterly dependent on him. If anyone told her that Yan wasn’t a good person, she would argue with them for ages.
But now Yun Qiqi might already know what’s right and what’s wrong, or maybe she had developed her own criteria for judging people.
If she knew how ruthless he was behind the scenes, having some reservations wouldn’t be impossible...
Moreover, the two of them weren’t even familiar.
Pain radiated through Yan Yan’s chest, and his eyes gradually turned gloomy.
Ever since he took over the Yan Family, most outsiders admired his methods, but they were also more fearful of them. When people saw him, their first reaction was usually fear, wanting to stay out of his way.
Yan Yan didn’t originally care about those things; he didn’t mind other people’s opinions at all.
But if it affected Little Gua’s view of him, he cared greatly.
Because Yun Qiqi ignored them, Fan Xinglan and his friends were in low spirits.
They couldn’t find anything out and ended up slinking back.
They mentioned it in the group chat, asking everyone to help analyze it.
But Song Shijia hadn’t appeared in the chat for half a month. They initially wanted to ask her, since she used to be with Little Sister-in-law every day, and girls understand girls better.
Ji Ruofeng’s take was that she was busy and probably wouldn’t have time to play with her phone until before school started.
He didn’t know what exactly she was busy with.
He vaguely sensed that the Song Family didn’t treat her well, and it was possible she was being controlled by her father.
He was slightly worried, but it was Shijia’s family matter, and if she didn’t bring it up, he didn’t feel right stepping in to help her.
Because Song Shijia was busy, no one disturbed her about the matter.
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Yan Yan had prepared a box of pastries made by the family’s head chef intending to give it to her.
They were her favorite back in the day, and Wang Ma often packed them for her to take to school.
But Yun Qiqi accepted nothing, so he had to bring them back.
He directly handed them to Housekeeper Chen, saying, "Housekeeper, you take these and share them with Wang Ma."
Today, Yan Yan had called home from the company early to have them prepare the box of pastries and have someone deliver it to Hepburn.
He didn’t expect to have to bring them back now.
Housekeeper Chen was a bit puzzled, but seeing his gloomy demeanor, he didn’t dare to ask more and quickly accepted the items.
He whispered, "Thank you, sir."
After Yan Yan went upstairs, Wang Ma came over from the kitchen and saw the box of pastries in Housekeeper Chen’s hands.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "What’s wrong with the sir? Why did he take things out and bring them back again?"
"The sir isn’t in a good mood today," Housekeeper Chen replied with a frown. "Maybe he intended to give them to someone, but that person didn’t accept them."
"I was wondering why the sir suddenly asked the kitchen to prepare pastries. He never eats sweets. So it was to give to someone..." Wang Ma muttered, "Just who could refuse the sir’s gift?"
Remembering previous speculations, Wang Ma softly asked, "Could it be that the sir really has someone he likes?"
Housekeeper Chen also shook his head, "I don’t know."
Wang Ma then said a little sadly, "These were Miss Yun’s favorite pastries."
Housekeeper Chen said nothing, but he could indeed feel that Yan Yan’s mood had been quite volatile lately.