A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1730 - 383: Hua Xing and Autumn Moon – Elegant and Gentle (Second Update)

Yan Jin spoke while freeing herself from Yun Ya’s grip and joined Wei Xuan in kowtowing to Yun Ya. How could Yun Ya possibly accept that, so she quickly bent down to support them: "Please, get up."

"Yun Ya." Yan Jin grasped Yun Ya’s hand, "Xuanxuan has told me everything. During the days I was unconscious, it was largely due to you taking care of her. I’ve decided to change her surname to Yan, and from now on, she will be part of the Yan Family, but I have an unusual request...."

This is understandable, but changing the surname to Yan is not that simple. It requires the opinion of Old Master Yan, and a family ancestral hall gathering. Wei Xuan’s name must be entered into the family genealogy.

Of course, Old Master Yan had no objections; he was eager to see Wei Xuan welcomed back.

Yun Ya said, "Elder Sister, please go ahead."

"I’ve long heard of your vast knowledge and talents, Yun Ya. So, I would like to ask you to give this child a new name, allowing her to bid farewell to the past."

So it was about naming, Yun Ya smiled and said, "Naming should be done by the elders; I... I’m afraid it might not be appropriate."

"There’s no one more suitable than you. You are the child’s elder and benefactor; it’d be most fitting for you to do it. I’ve already asked the great-grandfather’s opinion, and he has agreed."

Unable to decline further, Yun Ya glanced at Wei Xuan, who was looking at her with expectant large eyes.

Yun Ya smiled gently and said, "I hope you will be elegant and virtuous, kind and noble; let’s call you Ya Chun. What does Elder Sister think?"

"Ya Chun... Ya Chun?" Yan Jin repeated it twice and then exclaimed with delight, "That’s wonderful, such a good name, let’s call her Ya Chun. Xuanxuan... no, Ya Chun, quickly thank your Aunt Yun Ya for bestowing this name on you."

Wei Xuan beamed, "Thank you, Sister Yun Ya, for giving me this new name, Ya Chun. I love it so much."

Yan Jin glared at her, "Why are you calling her sister? It’s mixing up generations; you should call her aunt."

Yun Ya laughed and said, "If Xuanxuan likes it, let her call me that; I’m used to it too." She then tapped her mouth softly and said with a helpless smile, "Look at me, calling you Xuanxuan, when it should be Chun’er now, isn’t that right, Chun’er?"

Wei Xuan... no, now Yan Ya Chun, nodded with a smile, "Yes, Sister Yun Ya."

Yan Jin sighed helplessly at her, "This child...."

"Ya Chun... Yan Ya Chun." Ya Chun repeated her name, growing increasingly fond of it.

Yan Xing pouted with discontent, "I feel like my name sounds awful. How about Sister Yun Ya give me a new name too?"

Meng Shujing glared at her, "Nonsense, can you just change your name like that?"

Yan Xing glanced at Ya Chun, her gaze seemed to be questioning why Ya Chun could change her name and she couldn’t, feeling it was unfair.

Yun Ya smiled gently, "As in ’Two strings play to the autumn moon, one word echoes Hua Xing’, Hua Xing and the autumn moon, Jinse of the brilliant years, the names of you three sisters are all beautiful and don’t need to be changed."

Yan Xing blinked repeatedly, "Yeah, I do feel quite content; Sister Yun Ya, you’re truly talented, so I won’t change it."

Meng Shujing was left speechless by her, feeling that after all she had said, one sentence from Yun Ya achieved more.

The Yan Family held a special gathering in the ancestral hall to acknowledge Ya Chun’s return to the family, officially recording her new name, Yan Ya Chun, into the genealogy, and Yan Jin’s name was also entered once more.

Yan Jin had never looked in the mirror; she knew how terrifying her appearance was now. She never intended to remarry, choosing to spend her days with Chun’er and her mother. She mostly stayed hidden in her room, rarely going out. One day, a servant came to deliver clean clothes, and by chance, Meng Shujing was not around, and Qiaoyin had gone to the kitchen, so she went out to meet the servant. The moment she opened the door...

"A ghost..." The maid threw down the clothes she was holding and fled in panic.

Yan Jin stood at the doorway, sunlight falling on her, yet she felt so cold...

A chill rose from her soles; she raised her hand to touch her face and suddenly smiled.

Meng Shujing walked up, noticing her standing alone at the door, concern etched in her voice, "Jinjin, what’s wrong?"

Yan Jin smiled as she looked at her, "Mom, do I look more frightening than a ghost now?"

Meng Shujing’s heart skipped a beat; she maintained a cheerful demeanor, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting? Who’s ever seen a ghost? The scars on your face are not a big deal. I’ll take you to a plastic surgeon someday, and I promise you’ll be as beautiful as before."

Yan Jin’s room did not contain anything reflective, not even a mirror. Meng Shujing had them removed from both her and Yan Xing’s rooms, trying to avoid stimulating Yan Jin further.

Jinjin was so beautiful before, and thinking about it tore at Meng Shujing’s heart, filling her with the urge to tear Wei Zhao apart.

Yan Jin smiled slightly, turned, and returned to her room, appearing very calm. Yet, deep down, Meng Shujing was growing anxious, worried because Jinjin’s personality was different from Hua’er and Xing’er. She had her own ideas from an early age and preferred to keep things to herself. The more Meng Shujing thought about it, the more worried she became. She made a call to Yun Ya and explained the situation to her.