After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Lu Yan opened the letter, and when he looked at it, a smile finally appeared on his face. Knowing that everyone in the manor was well and that his elder brothers' problems had been resolved, he naturally felt relieved.

After reading the letter, Lu Yan burned it.

Lu Yuan hurriedly spoke up: "Young master, you may keep it as a fond memory."

Lu Yan felt that now that he was in the Zheng family mansion, he had to follow the rules of the Zheng family in everything. Keeping these rules around made it impossible for him to calm down.

"You should go and rest too."

"I'll go after you've rested, young master."

After Lu Yan fell asleep, Lu Yuan tidied up and left.

When Yan Yun woke up, she found herself sleeping in her own room again. She didn't like this feeling, but unfortunately, her body couldn't take it anymore, and she had to sleep.

She then had a servant escort her to Shuyuan.

When they arrived at Shu Yuan, it was still dark. Old Master Shu was being buried today, and his children had not yet returned. Nan Yunjing saw him off at the gate.

Yan Yun stood obediently to the side. She couldn't help, so she didn't go forward to cause trouble. However, when she met Yun Yi's eyes, neither of them wanted to see the other, so they turned their heads away instantly.

Yun Yi looked down on this girl, but he felt unhappy when she glanced at him and then turned away.

He's already been magnanimous and won't hold a grudge against her, but this girl is still acting all high and mighty.

Yun Yi felt like he was being scratched by a cat, convinced that this brat was in cahoots with Nan Yun Jing.

He was lost in thought when the person next to him nudged him.

"let's go."

Yun Yi quickly snapped out of his daze.

Yan Yun followed the funeral procession forward.

Mr. Shu was honored; many people came out to see him off on his final journey.

Looking at the heavy coffin being carried, Yan Yun thought of unpleasant things, and his eyes dimmed.

She wasn't paying attention to where she was going and was bumped into by someone walking next to her; she was about to fall to the ground.

Yun Yi followed behind, watching her absent-minded appearance, and thought that something must have happened to this girl. Sure enough, she was hit by someone not long after.

It looked like it was about to fall to the ground.

She should be made to fall too.

The expected thing didn't happen, because Yun Yi saw her actually put her hand on the ground, then stand up and continue walking forward as if nothing had happened.

Yun Yi felt it was a real pity; it would have been best if that girl had just fallen flat on her face.

Pity.

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

Mr. Shu was buried outside the city, surrounded by mountains and rivers. Everyone said it was a good place, and if Mr. Shu's children came back, he would see them at first glance.

The steward of Shuyuan cried all the way, and when he saw the coffin being buried, he couldn't control himself anymore. The two had been together for decades, and their relationship was much deeper than that of a master and servant.

Nan Yunjing couldn't offer any other words of comfort, so she offered another word of advice.

"Please have your condolences."

That was the end of it.

Yan Yun admired him for his calm and indifferent demeanor, yet for handling Mr. Shu's funeral arrangements so meticulously.

If I could be like him, would those things never have happened?

After Mr. Shu was buried, Yan Yun left with his attendants.

She returned to her residence.

He wrote a letter and sent it to the old lady.

Granny Zhu found it strange that she could be seen in broad daylight.

"Miss?"

Yan Yun handed the letter to Granny Zhu and left, returning to his own courtyard to await news.

Granny Zhu delivered the letter to the old lady.

After reading the letter, the old lady's face showed displeasure. This girl certainly thought a lot. However, what concerned her was: "Granny Zhu, what do you think?"

Granny Zhu felt that since the young lady was still young, she naturally had a lot to learn.

Since Miss is willing to learn, just like Mr. Shu did before, we can invite a tutor to our residence to teach her.

Granny Zhu also told the old lady that the young lady had changed a lot since she went to Mr. Shu's courtyard, and that she was already so studious at her age, so she had a bright future ahead of her.

The old lady didn't find the phrase "a bright future" realistic, and didn't pay much attention to the letter Yan Yun gave her. Instead, she asked about Lu Yan and how he was doing.

The head manager of the money shop often sent people over to deliver messages, all about what Lu Yan was doing at the money shop.

Compared to Yan Yun, the old lady felt more sorry for Lu Yan.

They asked Granny Zhu to send over some snacks, and she also cooked different hot soups to send over every day.

Seeing the smile on the old lady's face, even Zhu Mama felt that this young master of the Lu family had won the old lady's heart. Nowadays, even a young lady with blood ties might not be able to compare with him.

Following Yan Yunxin's request, the old lady hired a second tutor, but unfortunately, the second tutor was not as kind as Mr. Shu.

He bluntly told Yan Yun, "If you can't speak, all the learning you do will be useless in the end."

He would often lament that fate was cruel; he had great literary talent but no good family background, while Zheng Ning'er had a good family background but was mute.

"So, you and I are both people with tragic fates."

Yan Yun didn't take his words to heart. He just listened to what he said; if he took it to heart, he would have lived in vain.

She never forgot the last words Mr. Shu taught her.

That's the kind of person she is.

There's nothing she can do now, but there will definitely be a day when she can do something. Before that day comes, she will get rid of the Zheng family and bring the Yan family back into the spotlight.

The teacher quickly read through the contents of the book once, saying, "That's all for today. Review it a bit more and we'll continue tomorrow."

After the teacher finished his lecture, he left.

Yan Yun also took what he wanted to take and slipped out through the back door.

She went to the pawnshop.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he recognized her as an old acquaintance.

"Girl, here you are again."

Yan Yun nodded and followed the shopkeeper into the inner room.

The shopkeeper brought Yan Yun a plate of snacks, but Yan Yun glanced at it and didn't reach out to take it.

Wait until the shopkeeper sits opposite.

Yan Yun handed him the hairpin she had brought with her.

The shopkeeper recognized its quality at a glance and knew it was top-grade. He held it in his hand, his eyes brimming with undisguised excitement, and looked at Yan Yun.

Ask her, "Or should we just sell it all?"

Yan Yun nodded. He didn't need to take these back, so they had been pawned without any return. The shopkeeper then gave him a number.

Yan Yun felt it was lower than he had expected.

She reached out and took the hairpin back from his hand. This wasn't the first time she had worked with the shopkeeper. If he treated her like a child every time, she would have to switch to another pawnshop.

The shopkeeper panicked when he saw Yan Yun take back the hairpin and immediately changed his tune.

"How about one hundred taels? That's not a low price, is it?"

This price is certainly not low, but it's not high either.

Yan Yun had heard Zheng Jihua tell him that these pieces of jewelry would easily cost several hundred taels of silver in the capital.

Yan Yun got up to leave.

The shopkeeper quickly stopped the man.

"Girl."

Calling out the maidservant didn't work either; Yan Yun gave the shopkeeper a cold look.

The shopkeeper was startled, his lips twitched, and he immediately changed his words.

“Miss, I also need to earn some money, don’t I? Hairpins are hard to sell here, so I can only earn a dozen or so taels.”

The shopkeeper was still negotiating with Yan Yun.

Yan Yun, however, was about to leave.

The shopkeeper immediately changed his tune.

"One hundred and fifty taels."

Yan Yun stopped and handed the hairpin to the shopkeeper.

Yan Yun took the silver note and put it away. After leaving the pawnshop, she slowly walked towards the Zheng residence.

Just as they were passing the noodle stall, a man dressed in rags was kicked out of the stall and fell straight in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun wanted to avoid it and tried to walk to the side, but unfortunately, he was out of luck.

The person looked up.

The moment their eyes met, Yan Yun felt a tightness in her chest. A coincidence that terrified her—she couldn't possibly mistake one person for another; the person lying on the ground was the same one who had tried to capture her.

Yan Yun paused for a few seconds, then realized what was happening and ran.

The man suddenly jumped up as if he had gone mad and chased after Yan Yun.

The noodle stall owner, who had initially intended to tell the two people to get out of the way, now knew there was no need to say anything.

Yan Yun glanced back and saw the person chasing after him. That feeling of fear washed over him again, and he realized there was nothing he could do.

The man stared at the fleeing person with bloodshot eyes. He dared not go to her, but she had come to him. Wasn't this fate?

He kicked Yan Yun away, but Yan Yun couldn't escape because of the size difference.

Ignoring the people around him, the man picked up a stone and smashed it on Yan Yun's head.

If that person dared to kill my whole family, then I will use my life to take away the life of the precious daughter he wanted to protect.

Yan Yun never expected to run into this person here. She knew she was doomed when she was kicked to the ground.

She turned around and saw the man holding a stone, about to smash it down on her.

She frantically raised her hand to cover herself.

But the stone was too hard, and Yan Yun's hand was smashed with a "crack" sound, followed by Yan Yun's scream.

The scream drew the attention of passersby.

"stop."

But those voices of protest did not stop the madmen.

He glared at Yan Yun, his mouth covered in spittle and filth.

"Even if you die, it won't be in vain. You killed more than a dozen people, all of whom were innocent. The elderly and children were all killed by Zheng Jihua, hahaha."

He was somewhat deranged.

It looked like both crying and laughing.

He leaned closer to Yan Yun and said, "When you get to the underworld, you must apologize to them properly."

Yan Yun was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. Sweat and tears streamed down her face as she looked at the stone she had raised, unable to understand why she would die like this.

He was strange, but it was his own fault; his greed killed them.

Driven by the will to live, Yan Yun painfully grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and swung it at the person in front of her. But the person was reckless and used the stone to kill her.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

With a sharp scream, Yan Yun's eyes were fixed on the stone falling towards him.

She closed her eyes in despair and heard someone speak beside her: "You brat, what are you spacing out for?"

Because the stone meant to hit him in the face didn't fall.

Nan Yunjing looked down at the girl on the ground.

Seeing her face covered in tears and snot, I felt disgusted, but I also felt that if I had been a step later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Nan Yunjing kicked the man, sending him flying. He then glanced at Yan Yun.

"Get up quickly."