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He spoke as if bestowing a favor, then twisted open the medicine bottle, and personally applied the medicine to her wounds.
If it had not been for him personally applying the medicine, she would have been unable to resist retorting to what he said earlier.
At that moment, she quietly watched his fingers smear the medicine over her wound, bringing a cool sensation.
"What is that thing..." she shifted her body, a look of grievance on her face.
Yan Ye clenched his teeth, pretending to be indifferent as he continued to dab medicine on her.
Lian Xinying snatched the medicine bottle from him and then gave him a mournful glance.
...
She looked up at him with an incredulous gaze,
"Get out!..."
Seeing her neck flush with urgency, he pressed, "What is it?"
"Get out! Just leave quickly..." Her heartbeat accelerated, and her thoughts grew chaotic. It was only after he left and the silence around her turned eerily quiet that she breathed a sigh of relief.
Her heartbeat was abnormally fast, and she felt weak.
...Why is this happening?
She irritably picked up a pillow, covered her face with it, and forced herself not to think about what had just occurred.
Inside, she felt restless and uneasy.
He had a fiery temper, and in front of him, she had no power to resist.
But now, aside from him, she had no one else to rely on.
The next day, Lian Xinying woke up early.
The death of her father hit her like being suddenly pushed off a cliff while standing at the edge.
The pain of being shattered to pieces felt so real.
She didn't sleep well last night, feeling uneasy with the strange environment and people.
When she woke up several times, thinking of her father, she couldn't stop herself from crying.
The servants saw her coming downstairs and their expressions were full of sympathy.
Her eyes were severely swollen.
"Come have breakfast first. After eating, you can use some ice to reduce the swelling of your eyes."
"Auntie, has he not woken up yet?" Lian Xinying asked about him to decide the best time to leave.
"Young Master Yan has already left."
"Ah?" Lian Xinying glanced at the time, it wasn't even eight o'clock yet.
"Come eat quickly. If there's anything you need, let me know and I'll send the driver to buy it for you." This morning, before Young Master Yan left, he had ordered not to neglect her.
As long as she didn't cause trouble, other demands could be accommodated.
But if she caused trouble, she was to be locked in her room.
"No need. After I have finished eating, I will go out. Could the driver drop me off on the street to catch a ride?" Lian Xinying asked cautiously.
After pondering fiercely last night, he was like a ticking time bomb, and she couldn't depend on him in the long term, or it would inevitably lead to disaster.
She needed to figure out a way to become independent as soon as possible.
After breakfast, the driver took her out. She transferred vehicles to her good friend Yun Duoduo's place.
Yun Duoduo's father and Lian Xinying's father had previously worked together. Now that her father had met with misfortune, Lian Xinying thought to go and ask.
At Yun Duoduo's home, when Yun Duoduo's mother saw her, she berated her daughter fiercely.
"Didn't I tell you to sever ties with her yesterday? Why did you let her into the house? The extent of her father's crimes, didn't you see the news? Do you want to ruin your father, too?!" As Yun's mother lectured her daughter, she pushed Lian Xinying towards the door, "My daughter is too soft-hearted. If you appreciate her kindness, don't come looking for her again!"
With a loud 'bang,' the door slammed shut.
Lian Xinying didn't have a chance to speak before she was expelled.
A sour feeling in her nose, a throbbing pain in her heart.
The coldness of the world's ways.
Once, Yun's mother had treated her like her own daughter!
Leaving the Yun Family, Lian Xinying made a call to another good friend.
The elite school Lian Xinying attended was filled with students who were the children of the wealthy and powerful.
"Yingying, let's meet outside. My parents cautioned me yesterday to not associate with you anymore. The class group has been discussing your situation, and those of us who are close are all very sympathetic!" Over the phone was the voice of her good sister Junjun.
Lian Xinying arrived as agreed at the teahouse Junjun had suggested.
To her surprise, six classmates had come along.
Just as Lian Xinying was pulled to a seat and about to speak her first words, Junjun spoke up first, "Yingying, now that your father is in trouble, can you still continue your schooling?"
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