novelraw Chapter 1340 - 259: Moral Coercion Won’t Let Go (Second Update)
Chapter 1340 - 259: Moral Coercion Won’t Let Go (Second Update)
Everyone lined up to wish the old man a Happy New Year, and the old man couldn’t stop smiling.
"Grandpa, Ah Kun and I wish you good luck, health, and happiness...." Su Yu and Yan Nankun smiled as they knelt down, and the old man quickly reached out to help them up: "Get up quickly... Old Sixth’s wife is pregnant, be careful...."
Su Yu smiled and said: "It’s no problem, the little baby also wants to wish Grandpa a Happy New Year."
As Su Yu knelt down, her brows furrowed slightly, and it wasn’t until Yan Nankun helped her up that she sensed something was amiss. She thought to herself that she could endure it and not ruin everyone’s good mood on such a wonderful day.
Yan Nangui slowly walked out, a frivolous smile on his lips, as he bent over to wish the old man: "Wishing Grandpa great fortune and success in the New Year."
The old man smiled and nodded, "Good."
Next, it was the younger generation’s turn to offer New Year wishes. Yan Song led Yun Ya out, facing countless eyes. Yun Ya walked calmly to the center in a magnificent, flamboyant red dress, captivatingly beautiful, unmatched even by the crowd’s presence.
Deeply impressing every pair of eyes.
They knelt on the cushion and respectfully bowed three times before standing up. Yan Song spoke respectfully: "Great-grandfather, Yun Ya and I wish you good health and fulfillment in the coming year."
Yun Ya gracefully smiled, "Great-grandfather, may your fortune be as vast as the Eastern Sea, and may you flourish and prosper."
The old man couldn’t stop smiling, reaching out to help them up: "Come... Get up quickly...."
Yan Fu smiled with satisfaction, the red envelopes were ready in his hands, and upon the old man’s command, the envelopes prepared for Yan Song and his unmarried partner were notably generous.
Just then, the old man suddenly stumbled forward. Yun Ya, being the closest, reacted swiftly to support him. Yan Song took big strides forward, taking hold of the old man’s arm to prevent him from falling, as the old man clutched his chest, looking extremely pained.
Yun Ya’s brows furrowed slightly; she pretended to support the old man, but her fingers quickly checked the old man’s pulse.
The hall filled with panic, Lu Yuke rushed over first, "Dad... Dad, what’s wrong?" She took advantage of the momentum to squeeze Yun Ya away from the old man’s side, then a crowd quickly gathered around, asking about the old man’s wellbeing in a cacophony.
Yun Ya didn’t know who gave her a push, and she almost bumped into Su Yu. Behind Su Yu was the edge of the table, and as a pregnant woman in her first three months, her fetus was the most vulnerable; a bump would surely lead to a miscarriage.
A shadow of cold flashed in Yun Ya’s eyes. Everyone knew how precious Yin Suhua thought the child was. If this child were miscarried, she couldn’t clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River. Yin Suhua had always looked down on her, and things would certainly be worse afterward. Whoever was scheming to harm her surely had malicious intentions.
At this moment, everyone’s attention was on the old man, nobody was paying attention to Yun Ya and Su Yu on the crowd’s outskirts.
Just as Yun Ya was about to bump into Su Yu, Yan Xing suddenly pointed in their direction and screamed: "Oh no...." Her shout instantly pulled back everyone’s attention.
Yan Song supported the old man, surrounded by circles of people. He was overwhelmed, watching helplessly as Yun Ya found herself in danger, feeling utterly frustrated and nearly furious.
When the old man had his incident, only Yan Nangui didn’t immediately step forward. He stood right behind Su Yu, and if he were willing to offer a helping hand, Su Yu wouldn’t be in danger. However, he just kept his hands in his pockets, watching without any intention to help.
Seeing Yun Ya about to crash into Su Yu, everyone worried for Su Yu. Just as Yun Ya was about to collide with Su Yu, she managed to change her direction in mid-air. Yun Ya used her flexible waist to graze past Su Yu’s body, yet her forehead was about to hit the table’s corner. If she hit it, she would surely end up with a permanent scar on her head.
But Yun Ya had no choice; she’d rather hurt herself than let others gain leverage over her. She marked this account down, vowing to repay the culprit a hundred-fold in the future.
"Yun Ya...." Yan Song’s pupils shrank, attempting to rush over without regard for anything, though coming over now was too late.
The anticipated pain didn’t come; Yun Ya’s waist was encircled by a large hand, tumbling into a solid embrace. She felt dizzy from the bump, with the person’s body emanating a faint smell of tobacco, intoxicating her senses slightly...
"You really are a fool...." A voice tinged with mockery suddenly rang beside her ear, breathing heavily against it, playfully teasing Yun Ya’s earlobe. Startled, Yun Ya came to her senses and hurriedly retreated from the embrace.