A second chance with my billionaire husband

Yan Song shot him a warning glance, but Yan Ke was unfazed, cheerfully linking arms with Yun Ya. "Sister Yun Ya, you’re tired from your journey. Go upstairs and rest, I’ll have the kitchen prepare something you love and send it up."

Yun Ya asked, "Where’s Uncle Yan?"

Yan Ke replied helplessly, "He’s so busy, I haven’t seen him for a week, it’s just me at home."

Yun Ya wondered, "Isn’t Aunt Zhuang here?"

Yan Ke said sadly, "She went to Hong Kong to be with my aunt. Aunt...

Just as Yan Song’s icy gaze swept over, Yan Ke instinctively held his tongue and smiled, "Oh, why talk about this? Sister Yun Ya, go rest upstairs, I’ll go have a word with my brother."

With that, he nudged Yun Ya upstairs, smiling, "Your room’s waiting for you, everything you need is there. Go on, hurry."

Yun Ya pressed her lips slightly, glanced at Yan Song, and turned to head upstairs.

"Brother, Aunt’s condition isn’t good." Yan Ke pulled Yan Song to the balcony, Yan Song gave a disdainful look at the hand holding his arm, prompting Yan Ke to quickly release it, and Yan Song lightly dusted off his sleeve.

Yan Ke’s mouth twitched; his brother’s hygiene obsession never changes.

"I know," Yan Song said in a low voice, his downcast gaze revealing no emotion.

"Mom wants Sister Yun Ya to...." Yan Ke started but was met with Yan Song’s cold stare. Bracing himself, Yan Ke continued, "Brother, Aunt really can’t hold out much longer. Since Sister Yun Ya’s so incredible, why not let her try...?" He was unaware of what happened abroad, the information tightly sealed, and someone of Yan Ke’s level wouldn’t be privy to it, naturally not knowing what Yun Ya had gone through.

"Brother, I know you’re worried about Sister Yun Ya, but Aunt can’t wait any longer. Mom calls me crying every night. Can you bear to see Mom so upset? I’m sure Sister Yun Ya wouldn’t want Aunt to suffer either. I’ll go tell her now." Yan Ke turned to leave.

Sometimes he really hated his brother—only had eyes for Sister Yun Ya, and didn’t care about Aunt’s wellbeing, a cold-hearted guy.

"Stop." Yan Song’s cold voice came from behind.

Yan Ke turned around to look at him, a flash of resentment in his eyes.

Yan Song furrowed his brows, finally conceding, "I’ll tell her."

Yan Ke knew it wasn’t easy to make his brother compromise so much; pushing him too far, he’d do anything, so he quickly changed his expression to a smile: "You just need to talk to Sister Yun Ya. She’s so kind, she’ll definitely agree. With Sister Yun Ya’s help, Aunt can be saved."

In everyone’s eyes, Yun Ya was akin to a savior.

Yan Song really disliked this feeling; he was worried about Aunt, but Yun Ya was just a human being, she couldn’t control life and death or change fate. The more others pinned their hopes on her, the more he pitied her.

He waved helplessly, "Get lost."

Yan Ke rolled his eyes and scampered off.

After taking a bath, Yun Ya found a few outfits left in the wardrobe, ones Aunt Zhuang had prepared when she was staying here previously. She picked out a nightgown to wear, a lake blue silk dress with a touch of sweetness and a hint of allure, cut slightly low at the chest. But with Yun Ya’s figure, there wasn’t much to show, accentuating her snowy white skin.

Aunt Zhuang’s quirky taste made Yun Ya’s cheeks blush as she looked at the mix of innocence and allure in the mirror.

She smiled at the mirror, taking a deep breath.

Brother Yan would like it.

At that moment, a knock came from the door, and Yun Ya, thinking it was Brother Yan, went to open it.

A handsome young man appeared at the door with a tray, coughed lightly at the sight of her, quickly averting his gaze, his ears a bit red.

"Um... Sister Yun Ya, the kitchen prepared dinner, I brought it for you." The young man could barely speak coherently.

Thinking how beautiful Sister Yun Ya was, he couldn’t get the image from before out of his mind, and felt like he might have a nosebleed... If his brother found out, he’d kill him...

"Thank you." Yun Ya reached out to take it.

Just then, Yan Ke suddenly felt his collar grabbed by a large hand and was thrown back, crashing into the wall awkwardly.

A tall figure stood at the door, blocking the light, casting a shadow.

Cold, dark eyes quietly fell on Yan Ke, making his heart tremble. Goodness, his brother was terrifying...