My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 982: The Ground Exploded
She indeed found it hard to accept, because she thought her identity had finally become clear, as the legitimate child of the Hua family.
But in the blink of an eye, she had become an illegitimate daughter again.
She smiled bitterly, wondering why she could never escape this label.
She had assumed Yiren was just an imposter, bound to be exposed sooner or later, but now things had become complicated—if she really was her sister, she simply couldn’t accept it. The thought that a sister, connected by blood, could actually attempt to take her life.
Hua Lunxi said he would handle the matter himself, and told her not to appear until he had confirmed Yiren’s identity, at which point they would plan their next move.
But Hua Lunxi firmly stated that no matter what the truth turned out to be, he would stand by her side and acknowledge her as his sister.
Ye Lu felt touched deep in her heart. As for wealth and property, she didn’t really care.
Because now she didn’t need to rely on anyone; she could earn enough money to last her a lifetime.
But she knew that happiness and joy couldn’t be bought with money; what she lacked, what she desired most, was just that simple.
That evening, Third Young Master Jun called her.
Since he left, he would video call her every day whenever he was free, totaling up to two whole hours.
She felt speechless. Wasn’t it women who were supposed to love long phone calls? Yet even men seemed interested in this.
The content of the calls was nothing more than him asking about her daily life, what she did, what she bought, what she ate—essentially, he wanted to meddle in even what time she went to bed.
Of course, the most childish and boring aspect of the man was how he indirectly inquired whether Ilid had come to harass her again.
Ye Lu rolled her eyes. The guy was a prince, surrounded by beautiful women—wanting nothing, having everything. His interest in her, a pregnant woman, was purely platonic.
However, Ilid was also quite bad, calling him now and then to provoke him. Ye Lu found it speechless; such a unique way of communication between friends, which also proved the depth of their friendship that could withstand such jokes.
She really envied that kind of friendship.
"I’ve already thought of two names for the children," Third Young Master Jun said excitedly about naming the kids, his voice filled with the inexplicable pride of a father, "the two most beautiful names in the world."
"What names?" Ye Lu was very curious about this superlative description, anticipating what heavyweight names they could be.
"The boy will be called Jun Zai, and the girl Jun Nan."
Pfft, Ye Lu sprayed out a mouthful of milk; those were such blunt and rustic-sounding names. How had he come up with them and yet touted them as the most beautiful names in the world?
Ye Lu glared at him, grinding her teeth.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course," Third Young Master Jun replied with an innocent look, but with well-reasoned arguments. He even dug out classical name books, proudly explaining, "Don’t underestimate these names; they actually have profound meanings."
Ye Lu bit her lip, not seeing it that way at all.
"You don’t believe me, let me explain. Jun Zai, not only represents a noble character, grace, and refined charm—it’s simple and easy to remember. And the most important part is..."
Third Young Master Jun’s expression was even more smug, with an air of erudition.
"Jun Zai, the son of Jun, you can tell at first hearing that he is the son of Jun Huang, embodying layers of rich significance that span the ages. Definitely, only I could come up with such a classic yet unconventional name."
Ye Lu was even more exasperated. He had come up with such an absurd name and was still so smug about it.
"As for Jun Nan, don’t you think the name is adorable? You can tell at first hearing that she is our beloved treasure, and moreover, Nan Nan is an ancient term of endearment for a daughter, you can tell..."
"You can tell right away that she’s your daughter, right?"
