A second chance with my billionaire husband

Beautiful, indeed, but too perfect a person inevitably lacks a sense of reality. Such beauty is enough to make people hesitate, and only a cousin, who also lacks a sense of reality, can manage it.

Taking a few steps forward, the girl paused slightly, looking ahead, her eyes softening with tenderness.

Ruan Songxi followed her gaze and looked up, seeing a tall and upright man standing quietly not far away, as if waiting for someone. Hearing footsteps, he turned to look, and in that instant, the tenderness in his eyes was even more dazzling than the sunlight outside the window.

The previously composed and calm young girl quickened her pace toward the man, eventually almost running, before throwing herself into his arms. The man’s slender body stood unmoving, enduring the impact from the girl, his powerful arms naturally encircling her.

The two walked out while conversing, so closely that there was no room for anyone else to join in.

Ruan Songxi touched his nose, caught off guard by this public display of affection.

"After a whole day on the run, are you tired today?"

Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, "Not tired."

Yan Song touched the top of her head, "I’ll take you back to rest first."

Ruan Songxi chimed in at the opportune moment, "Indeed, home is very close to the hospital, just about ten minutes’ drive. Little sister-in-law, you’ve been on the run all day, I’ve arranged the driver, so they’ll take you back now. Have a good rest tonight. Everything at home is ready, and cousin, you should go back too."

Yan Song nodded silently.

Yun Ya’s cheeks were slightly red, yet her demeanor remained steady. Ruan Songxi didn’t know that his calling her "little sister-in-law" had made Yun Ya a bit embarrassed.

Yan Song naturally noticed Yun Ya’s anomaly, actually, he constantly paid attention to her, and any fluctuation in her emotions never escaped his eyes. Seeing this, he guessed why she was shy, raised an eyebrow, and his eyes revealed a gentle smile, secretly tightening his grip on Yun Ya’s hand.

As they approached the ward, Yan Song’s phone suddenly rang. He looked at Yun Ya apologetically, and Yun Ya smiled forgivingly, so Yan Song took the phone a short distance away to answer it, his expression somewhat serious, indicating it was business.

Once Yan Song left, only Ruan Songxi and Yun Ya walked side by side. Ruan Songxi chuckled, "Seeing you like this, should I prepare a red envelope in advance?"

Ruan Songxi’s tone was relaxed, subtly teasing, easily putting others at ease. Yun Ya’s face is sometimes thick-skinned, sometimes thin, like earlier when Ruan Songxi called her "little sister-in-law," which made her blush secretly. But now she was not shy, lifted her eyes and smiled, "Same for you, cousin, good news is near, Yan Song and I are waiting for your wedding feast."

Ruan Songxi shook his head with a smile, a tenderness in his expression that he himself hadn’t noticed.

The handsome and gentlemanly man looked down with a gentle, smiling expression, and before him was a beautiful girl with an enchanting smile. If this scene were frozen, it would be perfect, yet in another pair of eyes, it was a heart-wrenching pain.

"Song Xi..." A gentle female voice suddenly sounded, and listening closely, one could hear the underlying tremble in her tone.

Both looked up simultaneously to see a young woman in a purple dress approaching, with delicate eyebrows and a refined nose, radiant and striking, exuding an elegant beauty.

The woman stopped in front of Ruan Songxi, her gaze subtly swept over the girl beside him, her hand hanging by her side slightly tightening, adjusting her emotions, and she smiled, "Why are you standing at the door? Who is this?"

Her gaze blatantly fell on Yun Ya, her demeanor well-controlled, perfectly expressing confusion and scrutiny.

Yet her heart suddenly tightened.

The scene just now flashed in her mind, lingering, and the image of the two conversing happily deeply pierced her heart. Upon seeing this girl personally, her heart sank entirely.

She considered herself to be a top beauty among the socialites in Hong Kong, her standards were high, so naturally, there’s some pride. But upon seeing this young girl, all her pride shattered into pieces.

However, she was determined not to retreat, secretly clenching her fists, cheering herself up in her heart, and her outward smile became even more dignified and poised.

Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, instantly guessing the woman’s identity from her subtly hostile gaze. Only a woman caught in love would look at her like this, as if she were the third party stealing her beloved man. Yun Ya glanced at Ruan Songxi, slightly amused.