A second chance with my billionaire husband

She searched around but couldn’t find anyone, so she asked Zhang Huasheng, who was basking in the sun on the balcony, "Master, where’s Miaomiao?"

"Oh, he left." Zhang Huasheng replied casually.

Yun Ya’s face turned slightly pale, and she asked incredulously, "Left?"

Before leaving, he asked me to pass a message to you: "You’re someone who forgets your brother when you see beauty, and so he’s leaving in anger."

Yun Ya didn’t believe Miaomiao would say that, "Master, what exactly happened?"

Zhang Huasheng coughed, shaking his fan, "Alright, he has some things to take care of, so he left first, saying he’ll come back to get you after he finishes."

Yun Ya pressed her pale lips together, having just reunited, he had to leave. But she thought about how Miaomiao was no longer the fragile little boy who needed her protection; now he could protect her.

In the afternoon, there were waves of people coming in and out. Yan Song met with those people in the study, and Yun Ya stayed in the room upstairs until they left near dusk. Yan Song entered the room and saw her sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, appearing almost transparent under the sunset. Yan Song’s heart tightened, and he quickly walked over and embraced her from behind.

"Miaomiao left, are you unhappy?"

"No." Yun Ya smiled at the sunset on the horizon, "He’s growing up, and I’m very happy."

True protection isn’t about keeping him confined by your side, but about letting him spread his wings and fly freely.

The world is vast, and his wonderful journey is just beginning.

As for her, she no longer had the strength to struggle.

Though she’s only eighteen, her heart already felt as old and weary as that of an old woman.

"Dad called just now." Yan Song whispered in her ear.

Yun Ya’s gaze fell.

"He asked me to take you home."

Home? Such a warm word, Yun Ya’s eyes felt a bit sore, "But Brother Yan... someone like me... Uncle Yan... wouldn’t like, would he...."

Although Ji Lanyi was utterly sinful, she was still her biological mother, and she killed her with her own hands...

Yan Song held her tightly, whispering in her ear, "What nonsense are you talking about? He likes you too much to ever stop; don’t think too much anymore. From now on, just stay by my side, and we’ll return to Jiangzhou together, never to be separated again."

Yan Song intertwined his fingers with hers, whispering gently in her ear.

"But...."

"No buts." His gentle voice carried an infinite assertiveness and firmness, "Even if you killed her, she deserved it. Don’t keep all the guilt on your shoulders. Do you know how much you make my heart ache?"

Yun Ya nestled in his arms, closing her eyes.

"From now on, don’t think about anything else. Just think about how to be my wife will suffice."

Yun Ya’s heart stirred, a delicate and dense feeling of emotion surged within her, and she hugged his waist tightly.

"Brother Yan, let’s get married."

Yan Song raised an eyebrow, looking down at her, "Are you proposing to me?"

"Are you going to say yes or not?"

"Though I really want to say yes, with you being so young, how could I do something against the law?"

Yun Ya glanced at him sideways, her charming eyes resembling silk, coquettish and tender, causing Yan Song’s throat to suddenly roll as he captured her lips in a fierce kiss.

After dinner, Yan Song said to her, "I’m going to take you somewhere."

Yun Ya looked at him puzzled.

Yan Song said no more, draping a coat over Yun Ya, and led her out the door holding her hand.

This place was a small villa located in the suburbs of Country Q. Late at night, everything around was exceptionally quiet.

The night breeze was a bit chilly, Yan Song wrapped her shoulders, covering her with the coat to shield her from the cold wind.

There was a sedan parked at the villa gate, and Yellow Hair was there waiting with a smile; seeing the two come out, he immediately opened the car door.

"Boss."

He originally wanted to greet the sister-in-law, but she was so tightly wrapped by the boss that not a single strand of hair could be seen, so Yellow Hair had to give up.

The two got into the car and drove away.

The car drove for a long time and finally stopped. Yun Ya was carried out of the car by Yan Song, and she raised her head from his embrace to see this seemingly remote, abandoned factory, yet inside was entirely different.

The place was guarded by many soldiers, with sentries every five steps and posts every ten steps. As they walked inside, led by Yellow Hair, they finally stopped in front of a door.

Yan Song looked down at her, "Do you want to go in? It’s your choice."

Yun Ya smiled, breaking free from his embrace, and pushed open the door to walk in.

The room was very clean, with only a bed and a table, and no other furnishings.

On the bed near the window, there was a person lying.