Yin Jia leaned down and pulled the blanket away before she slowly straightened her back. She did not hide the pride she felt.

“It’s you?” Guan Tang did not expect Yin Jia to treat her this way.

Yin Jia sneered. “Didn’t expect it?” She walked closer before she looked at Guan Tang and continued to say, “I heard that you want to commit suicide? Hmm, I think this is a good solution. If you die now, things will be much better. At that time, I can get people to describe you as chaste and kind. No one will know how shameless and vicious you are. With that, we can still salvage the Yin family and the Guan family’s reputation a little.”

Guan Tang glared at Yin Jia and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “Why? Why?”

Yin Jia looked like she had heard the biggest joke. “Why? You have the audacity to ask why? Guan Tang, don’t pretend to be dumb. Didn’t I warn you not to touch Ye Cheng? Do you think I’ll swallow my pride and turn a blind eye like before? You’re too prideful, and you deserve retribution. After so many years, you seem to have forgotten that I’m the Eldest Young Miss of the Yin family. In your heart, you think my title is just an empty title. I’ll show you now what the Eldest Young Miss of the Yin family is like. Guan Tang, I’ve let you off for so many years, and now, I’m going to take it all back. This is all your fault. You can’t blame anyone.”

Yin Jia took another look at Guan Tang’s swollen face before she turned around and left. When she came outside and saw Ye Cheng surrounded by reporters, her mood was very good. Only when the reporters left did she go forward and held Ye Cheng’s arm and said, “Let’s go.”

Ye Cheng looked back and asked, “Is Guan Tang okay?”

Yin Jia said bluntly, “Don’t worry. Even if everyone in the world dies, she won’t commit suicide.”

At this moment, Ye Cheng seemed to realize he had lost his composure. He said, slightly embarrassed, “I didn’t expect something like that would happen in M City. I wonder if your grandfather and father will be angry.”

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Yin Jia said calmly as she walked, “They’ll definitely be angry, but so what? In the end, she’s a member of the Guan family. Our family raised her for so many years, and we’ve done our best. Are people going to blame the Yin family? In the past, she was the fiancee of the Eldest Young Master of the Yin family. However, now, everyone knows that my brother has a fiancee whom he’s been in love with for many years. Who is she to the Yin family?”

Ye Cheng did not expect such cold and ruthless words from Yin Jia. He asked, slightly surprised, “Aren’t you going to settle the scores with those bast*rds?”

Yin Jia stopped in her tracks and looked at Ye Cheng. “Even if we’re going to settle the scores, it’s not the Yin family’s place to do so. It should be the Guan family.”

Ye Cheng blurted out in a moment of panic, “But Guan Tang has said the Guan family has no affection for her.”

Yin Jia looked at Ye Cheng and slowly pulled her hand away from him before she said directly, “Ye Cheng, you know her very well. Do you feel sorry for her?” After a beat, she said, “You can lead the horse to the water, but you can’t make it drink. I understand that matters of the heart can’t be forced. So, go back and think things through. What exactly do you want? What Guan Tang needs now is a man who’s considerate and will take care of her. If you choose her, then I wish you all the best. I’m the legitimate Eldest Young Miss of the Yin family, after all. It’s impossible for me to marry a man with such intentions like you. I still have this much pride and self-respect left.”

After saying that, Yin Jia did not wait for a reply before she left. Who did not know how to play hard to get? If Ye Cheng really turned around and looked for Guan Tang, she would really admire him. She had never met a man who could still be ‘affectionate’ after such a thing happened.

Ye Cheng immediately caught up and reached out to pull Yin Jia back. “Yin Jia, you’ve misunderstood.”

Yin Jia stopped and sneered inwardly. ‘Misunderstood? What’s there to misunderstand?’

Yin Jia’s heart was desolate, but she said nothing.