A second chance with my billionaire husband

Those blurry memories now vividly appear in his mind, so real as if he had personally experienced them.

The two of them, born from the same fertilized egg, are the only blood-related family in this world, the sole concern and warmth for each other.

He could lose the whole world, but he couldn’t afford to lose her...

Yun Ya began to cry quietly in his arms, until later, the sound of "Yaya" made her unable to suppress her emotions and she burst into tears.

In this lifetime, she could finally hear him call her name.

A wish she had carried for two lifetimes.

In her past life, she hadn’t protected Miaomiao well; Miaomiao’s departure took her soul away, and amidst the collapse of her resolve, death became a kind of release.

In this life, she had worked so hard to chase time, all for Miaomiao’s well-being.

Now, he finally stands before her unharmed, she raises her tear-filled eyes, the boy has grown so tall, the little boy who once needed her protection now requires her to look up to see his features clearly.

The familiar face ingrained in her memory, each brow and eye etched into her bones, how could she forget?

But somehow, something is different.

She clearly feels that the person in front of her is not the Miaomiao she knows.

Her fingers slowly traced his brows, "Are you really my Miaomiao?"

Yun Miao smiled and held her hand, "I am Miaomiao."

The warmth from his palm transferred through her hand into her limbs, Yun Ya stared at him intently, "You’ve grown taller, your brows have become defined, it’s nice."

Yun Ya smiled slightly, closing her eyes and leaning against his chest.

But her heart was aching, tearing apart.

Though he has Miaomiao’s body, he is not Miaomiao...

Where has her Miaomiao gone?

Every time she thought Miaomiao might be hiding in some cold, damp corner, scared and trembling, her heart ached unbearably. Toward the one who had invaded Miaomiao’s body, a trace of resentment brewed in her heart, but how could she let Miaomiao be sad? Even if it’s just Miaomiao’s body, she aches for it too...

She managed her emotions well, Yun Miao didn’t notice, seeing Yun Ya accepting that he was Yun Miao, he secretly sighed with relief, yet felt a bit guilty.

He didn’t want to deceive her, but some things he couldn’t bring himself to say.

"Cough, cough." A restrained cough suddenly rang out.

Yun Ya lifted her head from Yun Miao’s embrace and saw Yan Song standing at the doorway, frowning as he looked over. But as soon as Yun Ya’s gaze met his, his expression instantly softened.

"Brother Yan." Yun Ya, holding Yun Miao’s hand, walked over and stood before Yan Song, her eyes sweeping away the sad gloom, filled with joy, "Miaomiao is back."

Yan Song’s gaze dropped to their clasped hands, his nails dug into his palm leaving blood marks, yet he smiled and said, "That’s wonderful."

He raised his brows and smiled at Yun Miao, "Miaomiao, welcome home."

How could Yun Miao not hear the gritted tone in his words, inwardly scoffing, he gripped Yun Ya’s hand tighter, smiling warmly, "Thank you, Young Master Yan."

Such a distant address, Yan Song gritted his teeth, this kid was clearly mocking his attempts to establish closeness, insinuating they weren’t familiar.

He was more endearing when he was mute, back then he was much cuter. Now, this sly and calculating brother-in-law makes his teeth itch.

"Yun Ya and I are already engaged, you’ll be my brother-in-law, you can just call me Ah Song."

"Really?" Yun Miao raised his brow and looked at Yun Ya, "Yaya, is it true?"

Yun Ya nodded with a smile.

Yun Miao reached out and rubbed her head, "Brother still wants to keep you a few more years, doesn’t want to marry you off so early. But who asked my sister to be so outstanding? But if you want to marry her, you’ll have to get past me first."

In other words, being engaged means nothing, without his consent, they can never marry.

Yan Song clenched his fist, don’t push it too far.

Yun Miao smiled as casually as a gentle breeze.

Yun Ya clung to his arm and laughed, "Alright, whatever you say, goes."

Yan Song:...

Feels like the road to woo her is long and arduous.

He had always known the sibling bond was incredibly deep, sometimes making him quite jealous, yet nothing made him more frustrated than seeing Yun Ya being so compliant with Yun Miao at this moment. Why did it seem like Miaomiao was her boyfriend, and he, Yan Song, had become the third wheel...

Clearly, he was supposed to be the legitimate fiancé.

Yan Song’s grievance went unnoticed, Yun Ya’s heart was wholly focused on Miaomiao, in reality ever since Miaomiao’s appearance, he had fallen from grace.