Tang Yu stopped at a suitable point, not forcefully demanding anything from Tang Xiaomin.
However, Tang Xiaomin was not foolish.
She directly chose to ignore the matter of Tang Xu being poisoned.
She wanted to see what other tricks could be played.
The next day at noon, right after class, Tang Xiaomin received a call from the prison and personally went again.
This time, it was Tang Yan who wanted to see her.
Through the glass, she saw Tang Yan's face bruised and swollen, like a pig's head.
His appearance was even more tragic than if Tang Xiaomin had beaten him up.
Tang Yan picked up the phone and angrily questioned Tang Xiaomin. Su Dan Novel Network.
"Tang Xiaomin, I'm already in jail, why won't you let me go? You've painstakingly arranged for people to deal with me, why not just give me a quick end? If I so much as frown, I'm not a man!"
Tang Xiaomin was completely bewildered and couldn't understand.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I, Tang Xiaomin, wanted to beat you, I wouldn't need anyone else to do it."
"Besides, it's your own fault for being so dissolute that people can't stand it and beat you up. Don't blame everything on me, I don't have time to bother with you."
"Moreover, you still owe me ten million."
After Tang Xiaomin's words, Tang Yan found them quite reasonable. Could it be that he had wronged her?
"But I work diligently sewing every day, I haven't offended anyone, why would they beat me alone?"
"If I hadn't learned a few years ago, I would have been beaten to death by them."
Towards the end, Tang Yan even sounded wronged.
Tang Xiaomin carefully observed Tang Yan's every move. She truly couldn't see any signs of lying from him; he was not good at disguising himself.
"Take care of yourself."
Tang Xiaomin left, but her heart felt uneasy, as if something was stuck in it.
Moreover, she had a feeling that the separate incidents with Tang Xu and Tang Yan were not as simple as they seemed.
Tang Xiaomin went to Xianfu Group to retrieve her computer.
Before she even entered the office, she heard Chen Qingyue's voice coming from inside.
"Mr. Yan, I know a newly opened Western restaurant that tastes particularly good. Shall we go out after work?"
Tang Xiaomin sneered inwardly and walked in as if nothing had happened.
Chen Qingyue's expression suddenly became awkward. She put away the documents on the desk and was about to leave.
"Miss Chen is treating me to Western food, can I join?"
"Ah? This..."
"Of course, I was just worrying about being bored dining alone. If Miss Tang is also going, then let's invite Mr. Yan as well. More people means more fun."
"Okay, let's go together after work."
"Alright, wait until then."
Chen Qingyue felt as if she had eaten something unpleasant. She hadn't expected Tang Xiaomin to return at this time.
However, the three of them going together might be interesting.
Tang Xiaomin looked at Yan Jue with a peculiar gaze.
"You're quite popular, aren't you?"
"Shouldn't you be staying at the company, guarding me every day?" Yan Jue said playfully.
"What's mine will never be taken, and what's not mine, I can't force to keep."
Tang Xiaomin had come to terms with it and didn't mind anymore.
She opened her computer and her fingers flew across the keyboard, hacking into the prison's surveillance system.
Through the surveillance, Tang Xiaomin saw the scene of Tang Yan getting into a fight.
It was in a sewing workshop. Tang Yan was indeed diligently operating a sewing machine, and he looked quite skilled, his movements flowing smoothly.
Suddenly, several men walked over and, without a word, began to beat Tang Yan in a group.
Tang Yan was not a pushover; he fought back against four or five men. It took seven or eight minutes for someone to intervene. Tang Yan was already beaten black and blue.
"Your scumbag relative, why did he get beaten?"
Yan Jue's playful voice came from above her head. At some point, he was standing behind Tang Xiaomin, watching the surveillance with great interest.
"First Tang Xu was poisoned, and then Tang Yan was beaten for no reason. I have a feeling this isn't simple."
"If it was premeditated, then someone will definitely make another move. Just wait and see," Yan Jue said.
...
In the evening, Tang Xiaomin, Yan Jue, and Chen Qingyue went to the Western restaurant she had mentioned.
In the car, Yan Jue and Tang Xiaomin exchanged flirtatious glances, completely ignoring Chen Qingyue.
Chen Qingyue endured a whole car ride of "dog food" and it continued during the Western dinner.
The two of them together could only be described as oblivious to their surroundings; it was genuine interaction, and she couldn't insert herself.
When Tang Xiaomin went to the restroom, Chen Qingyue finally had an opportunity to speak with Yan Jue.
"Mr. Yan, you and Tang Xiaomin have such a good relationship."
Yan Jue looked as if it were only natural.
Chen Qingyue continued, "Sometimes I really envy her. She has such a background, and her temper is so fiery, yet she still wins Mr. Yan's favor."
"I shouldn't speak ill of her behind her back. I just can't stand seeing Mr. Yan being wronged. After all, you are of noble status, yet you are suppressed by a twenty-year-old girl. How will others see you?"
Chen Qingyue had noticed that Tang Xiaomin's temper was indeed very bad; she would often snap at Yan Jue.
Yan Jue took Chen Qingyue's concern as a joke. He was not foolish and could hear her ulterior motives.
"Do you know why her temper is so bad?"
"Why?"
Yan Jue smiled triumphantly.
"I spoil her."
"What?"
Chen Qingyue's pretty face was filled with shock. She was sure she hadn't misheard.
"Mr. Yan, you are truly joking. You dote on her too much."
"You have no right to comment on anything I do."
"I advise you to resign yourself. If you don't want to go to jail."
Yan Jue left.
Chen Qingyue's face turned ashen. She pondered Yan Jue's threatening words. Could it be that he had discovered something?
What should she do? In this situation, she didn't know where to start.
Since working at Xianfu Group, she had been feeling increasingly uneasy.
She immediately made a phone call.
"Boss, I really can't do this."
"You have to do it whether you can or not."
"Boss..."
"You can also choose to go to jail. You decide."
Chen Qingyue hung up the phone in despair. "I'll do it."
...
Yan Jue and Tang Xiaomin went shopping. After nine o'clock, they walked back together.
When they were tired, he carried her.
Tang Xiaomin lay on Yan Jue's back, thoroughly enjoying this moment.
"Do you remember the first time you carried me?"
"I remember."
At that time, they were rebelling in the underworld, and she had almost died on the battlefield. He had saved her and carried her back.
"Do you regret being with me?"
Yan Jue was a troublemaker in the underworld, refusing to reincarnate and injuring many ghost messengers in the process. The previous King of Hell couldn't do anything about him.
He even issued a decree that whoever captured Yan Jue would be promoted.
As expected, all the evil spirits who relied on their strength went to their deaths.
Until Tang Xiaomin appeared.
One of them didn't want to reincarnate, and the other wanted to reincarnate but couldn't.