Chapter 3 Marriage (3)

Having said that, she turned around, paused for a second, and then took a step to leave.

Her back was straight, so straight that even when she left the house, she never heard a word from behind.

Lin Qingyuan watched her daughter leave with sadness, her outstretched hand quivering as she retracted it, ultimately only able to cover her mouth and weep silently.

...

Ye Liangyan ran all the way from home to the bus stop, taking deep breaths and feeling as if she had only just come back to life at this moment.

She had anticipated her mother's actions today and her heart had long been numb, but there was still a chilling breeze swirling around her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Her grandparents and father were pressing her into marriage! Yet her mother could only do as she had done countless times before, weep in front of her, and she could never bear to see her mother distressed, compromising time after time...

Fine, she would compromise this one last time.

She had agreed to marry, and there really was nothing to consider. No matter how democratic today's conversation seemed, in the end, her grandparents and father were merely informing her. She knew in her heart that whether she agreed or not, she couldn't escape this marriage. From the moment she entered the Ye Family home, she gradually realized that her destiny was never more than a pawn for the Ye Family, and as a pawn, what difference did it make where she was?

The phone in her pocket suddenly rang. Ye Liangyan adjusted her breathing, reached out for her phone, and saw it was a call from a senior at school. She hurriedly answered.

"Hello, senior."

"Xiaoyan, I've got some leads on the thing you asked me about. Come over here quickly," the senior's voice was filled with excitement.

Ye Liangyan's eyes immediately lit up, "Are you serious?"

"Really, really."

"Okay, I'll be right there, wait for me a moment."

After hanging up, a bus happened to stop, and Ye Liangyan got on, her gaze still unable to conceal a touch of excitement.

About forty minutes later, Ye Liangyan got off the bus at the stop for Shengjing Hospital.

When she arrived at the inpatient department, a tall figure was already waiting at the door. Seeing her, he couldn't help but greet her with a smile.

"Xiaoyan, you're finally here. Come on, I'll take you," Xing Ziyou said as he led her to the elevator, continually voicing his grievances along the way, "Xiaoyan, this person you're looking for really gave me a hard time. We had over ten emergency cases last Friday at our hospital, and I had to go through them one by one. But I think you don't need to worry too much; after arriving, they were transferred to the VIP ward the same night, and until now, the patient's condition has been kept confidential. I guess this person must be someone influential and capable..."

He rattled on and on, while Ye Liangyan just listened calmly, her expression showing no change, even responding with a nonchalant "Hmm."

The things her senior was saying, she had already roughly guessed in her mind. After all, a person who could afford a limited edition Porsche was likely not short of money, right?

The story actually began last Friday.

That day, she was in a hurry to get to a tutoring session. Because it was getting dark, she wasn't paying much attention, when suddenly a car rounded the corner and came toward her. She couldn't get out of the way in time, and it seemed the driver saw her at the last moment, swerved the steering wheel, and "bang," the car hit the roadside barrier, and she also fell to the ground.

The family she tutored for lived in the renowned Garden Villa area of Shengjing City, and that stretch of road was unavoidable. It was so late at that point, and there were hardly any passersby. After picking herself up, she checked her injuries; apart from a little abrasion on her elbow, there was nothing serious. Then she went to the car, whose front was already dented, and although she couldn't see the driver clearly or know how badly he was hurt, she saw the deployed airbags.

Checking the time on her phone, the tutoring session was about to start, and she never liked being late. Frowning, she immediately called the hospital for an ambulance and wrote down the license plate number before rushing off to tutor.

By the time she finished tutoring and returned, the scene had already been cleared, even the Porsche had been towed away, and the road was so clean it was as if there had never been an accident.

Since then, she had been searching for the driver involved in the accident. Luckily, her senior, Xing Ziyou, was doing an internship at Shengjing Hospital, and the ambulance she had called was from there, but she hadn't expected the search to take two or three days.