Tang Xiaomin said nothing and handed Zhang Meiyu a box of tissues.
Seeing this, Zhang Meiyu suddenly hugged Tang Xiaomin, burying her head on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry... Mom is sorry to you..."
"I'm sorry..."
...
Zhang Meiyu apologized to Tang Xiaomin while crying.
As their bodies pressed together, Tang Xiaomin could clearly feel Zhang Meiyu's body trembling.
And that deep remorse from the bottom of her heart.
Zhang Meiyu truly regretted it.
Her pain at this moment was also real.
Tang Xiaomin said nothing, allowing Zhang Meiyu to vent her emotions while holding her.
She did not say she forgave, nor did she say she did not forgive.
And Zhang Meiyu did not receive a single word of forgiveness from Tang Xiaomin until she cried herself to sleep.
Zhang Meiyu fell asleep on Tang Xiaomin's bed.
Tang Xiaomin covered her with a blanket and then left.
It was already past midnight. Tang Xiaomin left the Tang family's residence without waking anyone.
Under the night sky, she wandered alone on the main roads, contemplating something silently.
Without realizing it, she had walked all the way back to Xianfu Group.
Xianfu Group was still operating.
Body transport vehicles kept arriving with new corpses, and families in groups of three to five lined up at the crematorium.
Or at the funeral department, where families kept vigil before the spirit tablet, burning paper money for their deceased loved ones...
Every day, people died in this world.
Most of them didn't even understand the meaning of their lives.
Tang Xiaomin had been pondering this question all the way here.
It was not until she arrived at Xianfu Group that she suddenly understood.
Yan Jue and Lu Xing slowly walked towards Tang Xiaomin.
Yan Jue immediately noticed Tang Xiaomin's troubled expression and asked.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Xiaomin shook her head.
"I was suddenly lost, and now I've suddenly enlightened."
"Did you have an epiphany upon seeing me?"
A hint of smugness appeared on the handsome man's face.
Tang Xiaomin smiled and nodded.
That was indeed the case.
"The body that was just brought in seems to be a female corpse. As the group's chief embalmer, I need to go and fulfill my life's value now."
With that, Tang Xiaomin playfully walked past Yan Jue.
She was going to prepare the corpse and uphold the final dignity of life.
Tang Xiaomin changed into a professional uniform, put on rubber gloves, and, with an assistant, entered an elegantly decorated room.
In the middle of the room, a corpse was covered with a white cloth.
Beside the room, the deceased's family members stood guard in grief.
They wept softly, their expressions mournful.
Facing the body of their loved one, the family members were not afraid.
Under their sorrowful gazes, Tang Xiaomin slowly lifted the white cloth.
Beneath the white cloth, the bruised and battered corpse was revealed.
The deceased was a woman around thirty years old, who had died in a car accident and looked tragic.
Faced with such a situation, Tang Xiaomin felt no fear.
After temporarily escorting the male family members out, she, with the help of her assistant, changed the deceased into a new set of clothes.
Then, she patiently wiped away the bloodstains.
Afterward, she meticulously applied makeup to the corpse.
The entire process took nearly two hours to complete.
Under her skilled hands, the corpse, which had looked tragic before, was completely transformed.
The made-up corpse was beautiful and natural, looking as if she had merely fallen into a peaceful sleep.
After everything was settled, the family members, seeing their peacefully resting relative, collectively rose and bowed ninety degrees to Tang Xiaomin.
"Thank you!"
...
"This is my job, it's what I should do."
Tang Xiaomin said, and then left with her assistant.
Outside the room, Yan Jue affectionately stroked Tang Xiaomin's fringe.
"You're working so hard late at night. Do you know, for these two hours, I didn't even want to work at Xianfu Group."
Tang Xiaomin didn't think Yan Jue's words were exaggerated.
With his laid-back attitude, he wasn't particularly interested in pursuing a career.
If not for being forced by life, who would want to work so hard.
Tang Xiaomin said, "I really like this job. It makes me feel like I'm a useful person."
"Perhaps this is the meaning of my existence."
Upon hearing this, Yan Jue frowned.
"Nonsense. How can your existence be for those corpses? Your meaning of existence should be me!"
...
He was actually jealous of corpses.
Looking at Yan Jue's serious expression, Tang Xiaomin felt helpless.
"Yes, yes, yes. It was you who helped me find the meaning of my existence. I misspoke just now."
Only then did Yan Jue's expression improve slightly.
"It's very late, I need to rest."
By this time, dawn was breaking.
Tang Xiaomin returned to her adoptive parents' home and slept during the day.
Her adoptive parents, knowing the special nature of her work, were used to her not coming home at night and sleeping during the day.
They had been against it at first.
But when they learned that Tang Xiaomin earned a million yuan annually.
The exorbitant amount was too much for them to refuse.
...
Peter Pan himself confirmed the rumors about him and Tang Xiaomin on his account.
The long-brewing gossip finally had an explanation.
One day, Peter Pan personally hosted a banquet and invited Tang Xiaomin to lunch.
This lunch signified that Peter Pan would choose to have Xianfu Group invest in his company.
Peter Pan possessed the world's most advanced technology, and his company was guaranteed to be profitable regardless of who invested.
Peter Pan himself chose to share this cake and find someone to bear the risks with.
As for who to find, he had spent about a month surveying and had identified his target.
This lunch was very high-profile. Before it even began, the media had already caught wind of it and were staking out the hotel.
Several luxury cars slowly drove up to the hotel, and Peter Pan's security immediately stepped forward to clear a path through the crowd.
The car door opened, and a tall, handsome man with an arrogant gaze was the first to emerge.
The cameras flashed incessantly.
After all, this President Yan rarely appeared in public, making it difficult to get his photo.
Today, Yan Jue was wearing a perfectly tailored black suit, which further accentuated his imposing stature.
He reached into the car, and a fair, slender hand naturally rested in his.
Tang Xiaomin stepped out of the car, her hand held by Yan Jue.
Under the gaze of the media, they walked forward together without any hesitation.
She had promised to make their relationship public and give him a sense of security.
Inside the hotel, in the highest-standard conference room, Peter Pan and his team were already waiting.
This demonstrated the importance he placed on this financing.
Peter Pan was also formally dressed today in a dark blue suit.
He stood up and personally went to greet them.
"President Yan, as expected, you are as elusive as a divine dragon, hiding yourself very well."
He then extended his hand to Yan Jue.
Because Tang Xiaomin had stated earlier that she wanted to cooperate with this President Pan, Yan Jue, at this moment, graciously shook his hand.
As soon as they let go, Peter Pan also extended his hand to Tang Xiaomin.
Seeing this, Yan Jue immediately frowned.