Yun Ya tugged at his sleeve: "Brother Yan, don't be like this..."
Zhuang Xiyue laughed bitterly in her anger: "So responsible, huh, indeed you forgot your mother once you got a wife."
Yun Ya's heart trembled. Was Aunt Zhuang really blaming her? No, if Aunt Zhuang truly blamed her, she wouldn't have persuaded Great Grandpa to arrange her marriage with Brother Yan... Thinking of this, Yun Ya felt much more at ease. She knelt before Zhuang Xiyue, resting on her lap, tears flowing freely, looking utterly pitiful.
"Aunt Zhuang, I have been motherless since childhood. In my heart, you are just like my own mother. I know I did wrong and upset you, but I really can't be without Brother Yan. What should I do? Aunt Zhuang, please tell me what I should do?" Yun Ya cried her heart out, her voice full of agony, making anyone who heard it feel distressed.
Yan Song listened to her cries, feeling his heart being ripped apart in pain.
