But she didn't want to defy Zhang Meiyu, so she silently carried the boxes upstairs.
Left alone in the living room, Zhang Meiyu tried to explain to Wang Na, fearing she might overthink things.
"I had originally planned to prepare your wedding dress too, but your father insisted he wanted to arrange it himself. So, I didn't fight him for it."
Zhang Meiyu held Wang Na's hand, her gaze sweeping over Wang Na's pregnant belly, her eyes filled with tenderness and anticipation.
"Even though you're pregnant before marriage, I won't treat you poorly. I've already discussed your wedding with Tang Yu in advance. Even if I'm not around, you'll still have a grand wedding."
"Mom..."
Wang Na's voice choked, and tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.
She had lost her mother at a young age. In recent times, she had felt Zhang Meiyu's genuine care and concern, finally experiencing the warmth of maternal love.
From the bottom of her heart, she liked this mother-in-law, and she truly regarded her as her own mother.
Despite being on her deathbed, Zhang Meiyu was still thinking about her. No matter how willful she was, she wouldn't stoop to the level of competing with Tang Xiaomin over something trivial.
"Tang Yu treats me very well. You don't need to worry too much about the wedding, Mom. Your health is what's important."
"You said it yourself, after I give birth, you'll be at home holding your grandchild. Your good fortune is still to come."
Mentioning children, Zhang Meiyu's face radiated even more affection.
"Good, good, good. From now on, I'll be at home holding my grandchild and enjoying my fortune."
"Mom, please sit down. I'll get you a glass of water."
After turning away, Wang Na couldn't help but break down in tears.
There was nothing more desperate than watching a loved one slowly die before your eyes.
As Zhang Meiyu wished, Tang Xiaomin put on the wedding dresses for her to see.
The wedding gown was fine, but the phoenix coronet and embroidered robes were particularly cumbersome; it took her an hour just to put them on.
When she came down, Zhang Meiyu looked very tired, barely managing to keep her eyes open to admire them.
She chattered away, offering her opinions, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, asked Tang Xiaomin to help her back to her room to rest.
As soon as she lay down, she fell asleep.
After this incident, Tang Xiaomin knew that the engagement banquet had to be held as soon as possible.
She tucked in the blanket and quietly left, trying her best not to make any noise that would disturb her rest.
Just as she turned, she bumped into Tang Yan.
"Xiaomin, Mom wants to see you engaged, but why is there still no word about the engagement banquet?"
Yan Jue was the CEO of Xianfu Group. Given his status, the engagement banquet couldn't be so low-key.
Moreover, even though the Tang family was not as prosperous as before, any joyous occasion in their family had to be celebrated grandly.
The pressure was now on Tang Xiaomin because Yan Jue's side had been dragging their feet on the engagement banquet, leaving her uncertain.
But regardless, the wedding attire was ready, and she couldn't just wait passively any longer.
"That's none of your business."
"You..."
Tang Yan was furious.
"If it weren't for Mom wanting to see it, who would bother asking about your affairs?"
"Tang Xiaomin, don't say I didn't warn you, Mom's health is deteriorating day by day."
"I heard that person surnamed Yan proposed before, but you should understand, his abilities are extraordinary. In terms of social standing, our family's current condition is indeed not a good match for him."
"After so long, there's still no news about the engagement banquet. Could it be that he... is going to go back on his word?"
Suddenly, a sharp gaze swept over him, and Tang Yan shivered, daring not to say another word.
Tang Xiaomin ignored Tang Yan and went downstairs and out.
Previously, she had not wanted Yan Jue to make a fuss because she was still a university student.
But now, as days passed and Zhang Meiyu's condition worsened, her focus had shifted to the engagement banquet.
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.
Remaining silent like this wouldn't solve anything.
Therefore, Tang Xiaomin stormed over to Xianfu Group.
Today was the day Yan Jue was supposed to return.
In the office of Xianfu Group, Lu Xing said with concern, "Mr. Yan, this is the best time for you to unify the underworld. It's not right for you to be absent from managing the overall situation down there."
The man, smoking, had a proud gaze that exuded both confidence and defiance.
"I've imprisoned those troublesome guys in prisons on the borders of the underworld, and the King of Hell is suppressed in the abyss. Those parasites can no longer stir up any trouble."
So, after he had turned the underworld upside down and imprisoned the leaders, he didn't want to manage it anymore...
"Mr. Yan, when will you return? After all, we belong to the underworld. Staying in the human world for such a long time will break the rules."
Lu Xing had always been worried. Furthermore, after returning this time, he had a vague feeling that something was secretly watching Xianfu Group.
Currently, they were invincible in the world, but he feared enemies from above.
"Heh!" Yan Jue sneered.
"Rules are made by those with strong power. Just like the underworld now, it's us who call the shots."
But if they broke others' rules, they might face the fate of being purged and rectified.
Bang!
The office door was suddenly burst open, and Tang Xiaomin barged in.
"Minmin."
Yan Jue's eyes lit up. He put out his cigarette, threw it away, and even tidied his clothes, as she disliked his smoking.
He spread his arms, preparing for a big hug.
As Tang Xiaomin walked in, she said, "Lu Xing, you can leave for a moment."
There was no need for her to say it; Lu Xing had already made himself scarce. Why stay and be force-fed PDA? No need for that suffering.
Just as Yan Jue thought he was about to embrace her fully, Tang Xiaomin stopped in front of him.
With her arms crossed and a piercing gaze, her tone held a hint of threat.
"I'm asking you, when exactly are we getting engaged?"
Engaged!
The word "wedding" made Yan Jue's heart overflow with emotion, and he forgot to react.
This scene, in Tang Xiaomin's eyes, was interpreted differently.
"Is this question that difficult to answer?"
He used to talk about loving her, proposing to her, and being eager to marry her...
Now that it was time, he remained silent.
Anyone rational would start overthinking.
Yan Jue remained silent. No, he was speechless.
It was simply...
Suddenly, a sharp cold wind blew. Tang Xiaomin's anger was evident on her face, which quickly turned into disappointment.
"Heh..."
She let out a laugh, unsure of what she was feeling, and turned to leave.
Only when she had already walked out of the office door did Yan Jue's reflexes kick in.
"Minmin! What's wrong? Where are you going?"
He quickly chased after her. Seeing Tang Xiaomin enter the elevator, he rushed towards it.
But he underestimated Tang Xiaomin's fiery temper. Just as he was about to squeeze in, he was unexpectedly kicked out.
At the last moment before the elevator doors closed, he clearly saw the disappointment and hatred in Tang Xiaomin's eyes.
"Minmin..."