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

Thinking of this, her heart ached, and she had difficulty breathing. Her tongue, which had been pricked by the miracle doctor, was also tingling.

She looked around, and everything around her filled her with hatred.

She sat up and started walking forward in small steps, then her steps turned into a run, as if she didn't care about anything else.

She wanted to walk through the backyard.

When we arrived at the backyard gate, we heard a loud noise coming from inside.

Yan Yun stopped and looked inside, where he saw the old man who emptied the chamber pots whipping the boy with a stick.

The boy lay on the ground, frowning and gritting his teeth without making a sound, but the sweat pouring from his forehead and the tears welling in his eyes proved that he was in pain.

Yan Yun lowered her head, bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it directly at the old man. She didn't use much force, but she hit him accurately, striking him directly on the head.

"what!"

The old man let out a sharp cry and started cursing.

"That bastard is so blind, he threw something over here?"

Yan Yun heard the sound and walked out from the side. She walked up to the old man who dared not speak again, picked up the stone she had thrown from the ground, met the old man's gaze, and stared at him.

The old man was startled. What was this little girl doing in the backyard?

His face, which had been slightly cracked just moments before, suddenly broke into a malicious smile.

"What are you doing in this filthy backyard, Miss? It's disgusting here."

Yan Yun withdrew her gaze from him and stared at the boy, watching him lower his head. She found him infuriating. Why was he looking down? He hadn't done anything wrong, yet he couldn't even lift his head.

Yan Yun reached out and tapped his back.

The boy then looked up, but after only glancing at Yan Yun, he was so frightened that he looked away and lowered his head again.

Yan Yun glared at the old man emptying the chamber pot, then looked at the door behind him. Someone was bringing something in from outside. Yan Yun knew it wasn't a good time to go out, so he grabbed the boy and left.

The old man who emptied the chamber pot said something.

"Anu, come back early after you've seen the young lady off."

The boy knew the person was talking to him, but he couldn't shake off the hand that was holding him.

Once Yan Yun had led him out of the old man's sight, she released the boy.

Yan Yun looked at him and pointed to the spot where he was standing.

The boy wanted to speak, but Yan Yun didn't have the patience to listen to him. Because of the location of the back door, after the old man who emptied the chamber pot left, the door was open and no one was watching. Yan Yun reached out and grabbed him, waving his hand to indicate that he should not go back.

She pointed at him, then pointed back to where she stood.

Then he ran out by himself.

Anu didn't understand her mistress's meaning and immediately reached out to pull Yan Yun, but was unhesitatingly shaken off when she barely touched her hand.

Yan Yun didn't turn back. This was a rare opportunity, so she ran to the back door without hesitation and headed out of the alley.

She still remembered the location. As long as she kept heading north from here, she could go home and see her parents. The torment of the past few years seemed to disappear in that instant. Yan Yun felt that everything could vanish like smoke.

She pressed on relentlessly until she stood breathless before the Yan family mansion.

The dark red plaque at the entrance did not bear the name of the Banquet Hall.

The bold characters clearly read "Yun Mansion".

Yan Yun still found it strange, so he immediately stepped forward and the servant standing in front of the door stopped the little girl who had gone the wrong way.

They stopped Yan Yun.

"This is not a place you can go in."

Yan Yun pushed the person aside and tried to walk inside. She was absolutely certain that she would not forget the location of the Yan family mansion. No one knew her better than she did that she was born and married here. She pulled at the other person and tried to walk inside.

It was an easy task for the servants to stop Yan Yun.

Without any sense of proportion, he threw the person away.

Yan Yun struggled to get up. She hadn't spoken for a long time, and now it was difficult for her to even speak. But if she didn't speak, she wouldn't know why her mansion had become someone else's.

"This...isn't this the Yan residence?"

She stammered out those words, and the servants realized that she had come to see the Yan family. Unfortunately, this was no longer the Yan family, but the Yun family.

“Little girl, the words on it don’t say ‘banquet’.”

Yan Yun knew.

But why isn't this the banquet hall?

"Where are the people from the Yan family?"

What happened to the Yan residence while she was away? How did it become someone else's mansion?

Yan Yun grabbed one of the servants, wanting to know why, but the servants couldn't understand why a child would want to know these things.

He said bluntly and without hesitation, "The Yan Mansion you're looking for no longer exists."

That was all the servant could think of, and he succinctly told Yan Yun to leave quickly.

But Yan Yun did not believe it.

How could such a grand banquet hall simply disappear like that?

"Those people from the Yan family?"

The servant remembered that there were still a few people left behind in the backyard who were former members of the Yan family. "Go and see in the backyard. There are still a few servants left there."

Upon receiving the news, Yan Yun immediately went to the backyard, a place she knew well.

Just after he left, a young man walked out of the gate of the Yun residence with a dignified bearing. He hadn't gone forward, but he had seen Yan Yun talking to a servant while standing in front of the gate.

"Son."

The servants bowed respectfully.

The boy glanced in the direction Yan Yun had left, and asked, "Who was that person?"

The servant, though unsure of who it was, said, "They must be looking for relatives and have inquired about the Yan family."

The boy looked up at the words on the plaque and realized that this was not the Yan residence. He then lost interest in asking any further questions about the person she was looking for. "Go and bring out my horse."

The servants immediately went to fetch the horse.

Yan Yun walked around to the backyard and knocked on the door.

Is anyone home? Is anyone inside?

Her voice was still soft, and even when she shouted with all her might, it wasn't loud.

Fortunately, someone inside opened the door quickly.

The moment the door opened, all of Yan Yun's joy vanished. She remembered the person standing inside, but he was no longer the person she used to know.

The woman stared at the little girl in front of her.

"Who are you looking for?"

Yan Yun immediately spoke.

"I'm looking for my father."

The woman couldn't recognize the person in front of her and asked, "Who is your father?"

"Yan Wen".

Listening to these two people, the old man's thoughts were drawn back to a few years ago.

Then the two words landed.

Yan Yun was so shocked that he didn't know what to do.

"died."

She had been dead for many years and was probably already a skeleton. She looked intently at the child who asked the question, but she didn't remember this person.

"Girl, who are you? Master has been dead for so many years, what are you, a child, talking about father?"

Furthermore, coming here at this age without anyone by her side? Isn't that a bit too reckless? What if she runs into human traffickers on the way...?

The woman shook her head; she had other matters to attend to at home, and instructed Yan Yun accordingly.

"Before it gets dark, you should leave and go back to your own home."

Yan Yun couldn't believe the news of his father's death and thought the woman's words were not true. He immediately asked, "Then what about my mother, Chang Ruo?"

The woman looked at her with terror in her eyes, "Mother? Girl, what are you talking about? Madam Yan is terminally ill now, how could she have a child your age?"