novelraw Chapter 1339 - 259: Moral Coercion Won’t Let Go (First Update)
Chapter 1339 - 259: Moral Coercion Won’t Let Go (First Update)
On the first day of the New Year, Yun Ya was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.
She put on a brand-new red jacket with silver cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar, adding a touch of elegance to the festive look. The red flowing gauze skirt was graceful and beautiful, swaying like flowers as she walked.
Yun Ya rarely wore red. This was a dress sent by Zhuang Xiyue, and unexpectedly, Yun Ya carried off this gaudy bright red perfectly, making her skin look like creamy jade and her features as if they were painted. Truly, she was more delicate than a flower, a rare beauty.
Yun Ya walked out of the room. It was a beautiful day, the sun dispelling the cold, warming her body. She shaded her eyes with her fingers, squinting at the sunlight.
A gentle smile slowly lifted at the corners of her mouth.
New Year, new atmosphere, she was a year older again.
Waiting at the door, Yan Song raised an eyebrow and looked over. He wore a Tang suit with a red floral pattern, standing tall and upright, even more slender and dashing. Compared to the heroic allure of a military uniform and the rigorousness of a suit, at this moment, he exuded the graceful charm of a scholar, with long eyebrows reaching his temples and starry eyes gentle yet firm. Plum blossoms fell gracefully onto his shoulders, making this moment the most beautiful painting in her life.
He stepped forward, the hem of his robe fluttering gracefully. Even the bright morning sun couldn’t steal a bit of the spirit between his brows.
The towering figure stood before Yun Ya, blocking the intense sunlight. Yun Ya looked up at him, and against the light, she couldn’t see his face clearly, only the deep imprint of gentle eyes on her heart.
At close range, Yun Ya noticed that many details on his clothes mirrored hers, clearly a couple’s outfit, and she smiled shyly, appreciating Aunt Zhuang’s thoughtful intention.
Yan Song gazed deeply into her eyes, as if trying to see into her heart. Yun Ya felt a bit overwhelmed, and slightly lowered her head...
"You look great like this." His deep voice slowly emerged, like a rich wine pouring into her heart, making Yun Ya feel a little intoxicated.
From his angle, he could just see the girl’s long and dense eyelashes, accentuated against the vivid red, enhancing her fair and beautiful appearance.
Holding Yun Ya’s hand, Yan Song furrowed his brows slightly, her hands were always cold year-round. Yan Song clasped her hand, imparting the warmth from his palm to her, pulling her outside.
The two first went to greet the New Year with Zhuang Xiyue and Yan Nanmo. Seeing the couple approaching, Zhuang Xiyue beamed with happiness. Yun Ya and Yan Song kneeled and kowtowed, and Zhuang Xiyue quickly helped Yun Ya up: "The ground is cold, be careful not to catch a chill." Then she handed them each a red envelope.
"I hope for the coming year you and Ah Song will be safe and healthy."
Yan Ke rushed in from outside, calling out, "Still, you were quicker than me." He respectfully wished his parents a happy New Year and then shamelessly extended his hand to Zhuang Xiyue for a red envelope. Zhuang Xiyue glared at him but eventually laughed and gave him one.
Yan Ke leaned next to Yun Ya and whispered, "Sister Yun Ya, how much did my mom give you in the red envelope?"
The hand inside Yun Ya’s sleeve clenched slightly, and she replied with a gentle smile, "I don’t know."
"Alright, let’s go wish grandpa a happy New Year." Zhuang Xiyue waved her hand, and the group headed for Rongju Garden.
On the way, they ran into another group from the third and fourth branches, everyone dressed festively, faces brimming with joyful smiles, the holiday atmosphere was thick.
Dressed in a red cotton jacket with two pigtails, Yan Si looked like a little chihuahua. She broke free from Pei Xinyi’s hand and scampered over to Yun Ya, tugging on her hem and smiling broadly: "Sister Yun Ya, you look really beautiful today, like a bride."
Yun Ya smiled warmly, bending down to pinch her cheek: "You’re very pretty too."
The little girl, being complimented, immediately giggled shyly, covering her face with her hands. In the crowd, Pei Xinyi’s gaze casually swept over the two, her mouth softly curving upward.
"Sister-in-law."
As they reached the entrance of Rongju Garden, they coincidentally encountered Lu Yuke, Meng Shujing, Yan Hua, and Yan Xing from another path. They all nodded in greeting.
Lu Yuke’s gaze flitted nonchalantly over Yun Ya’s face, a fleeting coldness passing through her eyes. Expressionless, she nodded slightly and turned to walk inside Rongju Garden.
Meng Shujing came over to speak with Zhuang Xiyue, while Yan Xing joined Yun Ya’s side, the group chatting and laughing as they proceeded toward Rongju Garden.
Entering the main hall, the old man was seated upright in a Taishi chair, wearing a brown Tang suit, supporting himself with a cane, eyes slightly narrowed gazing toward the door.
The butler, Yan Fu, stood behind the old man, a gentle smile on his lips.
"Sir, we are here to wish you a happy New Year...."
The group entered grandly, instantly filling the main hall to the brim.