Yun Ya held her hand: "Aunt Zhuang, how can I let you bear it alone?"
Zhuang Xiyue smiled and touched her face: "Aunt Zhuang has lived this long, what can't I get over? Moreover, won't you all plead for me when the time comes? Especially you, your Uncle Yan likes you the most. Will he dare to get angry with me when you speak up?"
Yun Ya giggled and hugged Zhuang Xiyue's arm, laughing: "Aunt Zhuang, don't worry. If I can't save you then, I'll always be with you. I'll threaten Uncle Yan that I won't marry Brother Yan, let's see if he agrees."
Yan Song glared at her fiercely: "You dare."
Yun Ya stuck out her tongue: "I was joking, and you took it seriously."
With Yun Ya's jesting, the gloom shrouding their minds gradually dissipated. Zhuang Xiyue smiled and patted the back of her hand: "Alright, quickly eat now. These matters can't be rushed."
After Zhuang Xiyue left, Yun Ya said: "Pei Ying is too cautious; I'm afraid she won't easily reveal her flaws. What should we do next?"
