"Honestly, your heart is even broader than I imagined. I'm proud to have you as a sister."
Tang Yu said this as he licked his lips.
Tang Xiaomin glared at him fiercely.
"I'm the opposite of you. I'm ashamed to have scum like you for brothers. I must have had terrible luck to be born from the same womb."
"Heh."
Tang Yu laughed. However, with his disfigured face, his laughter made him look rather ferocious.
"Who can truly understand fate? The world is vast enough to accommodate a family like ours, who love and fight each other, don't you think?"
"You're wrong. This isn't fate, this is the eighteenth level of hell. Being in the same family as you is a punishment from heaven," Tang Xiaomin said coldly.
For some reason, Tang Yu found Tang Xiaomin's description of the human world as the eighteenth level of hell to be quite reasonable.
The joys and sorrows of life, the lingering regrets, the unfulfilled wishes, the remorse, the pity…
Every incident pierced the heart, far more painful than killing someone.
"It wasn't your fault regarding Tang Yan. Mother was just worried about Tang Yan's safety. Send her a text message. Otherwise, she'll definitely be upset and blame herself because of what you said, and she'll cry again."
Tang Xiaomin coldly glared at Tang Yu.
"Seeing you makes me angry. You'd better not provoke me."
Tang Yu waved his hand and fell silent.
He followed Tang Xiaomin like a shadow.
Soon, they arrived at the grand entrance of the Immortal Mansion Group.
"Xiaomin, you're back to work?" Li Changchun greeted Tang Xiaomin from the guardhouse and handed her a bottle of drink.
"Who made you angry? Have some herbal tea to cool down. You young people, always so hot-tempered."
Tang Xiaomin took the bottle of green tea.
"Thank you, Dad. I'm not angry."
Li Changchun chuckled secretly. Her anger was written all over her face; anyone with eyes could see it.
After taking a sip of the herbal tea and looking at the follower beside her, Tang Xiaomin impatiently took out her phone and called Zhang Meiyu.
"I didn't mean it just now. I shouldn't have said that to you."
...
"Alright, alright, I'll help you find him, okay?"
...
After ending the call, Tang Xiaomin fiercely glared at Tang Yu.
"As you wish. Can you stop pestering me now?"
Tang Yu wasn't angry. Looking at Tang Xiaomin's pouting face, he genuinely felt like laughing.
"You're actually quite cute like this."
"Get lost!"
Tang Yu turned and walked away, whistling as he went. It was the first time Tang Xiaomin had seen him so happy.
What did he mean by that?
"Xiaomin, it's better for girls to be gentler. Saying 'get lost' like that is impolite. Although, your brother seems to like it when you yell at him, you should still be mindful and maintain your composure," Li Changchun said.
Tang Xiaomin felt even more speechless.
"Dad, how can you tell that Tang Yu likes me yelling at him?"
"Look, he's still smiling after you yelled at him. Doesn't that show he likes it? It's normal for siblings to bicker. Our neighbors' kids, a brother and sister, used to fight three times a day, and their little hands had bite marks."
By the time Tang Xiaomin took the elevator to the top floor, she had figured something out.
That is, did Tang Yu have masochistic tendencies?
In the office, Yan Jue idly twirled his lighter.
Tang Xiaomin asked him,
"Do you know why people have masochistic tendencies?"
Yan Jue looked deeply at Tang Xiaomin and said something profound:
"Because people are just inherently 'cheap'."
...
The wedding of Ye Fengxing and Nangong Shanshan finally arrived.
Even before the marriage, the wedding was already the talk of the town.
Dozens of media outlets in Modu were focusing heavily on Ye Fengxing and Nangong Shanshan's wedding. Even details like how many flowers were ordered and the best man and bridesmaid teams were being heavily publicized.
Because of this wedding, the stock prices of the Ye Group had been rising recently.
Although the wedding was somewhat rushed, it was still extremely grand.
For such a magnificent wedding, influential figures in Modu naturally received invitations to attend as witnesses. The Immortal Mansion Group was no exception.
Tang Xiaomin, dressed in a light blue gown, appeared at the wedding venue with Yan Jue's arm linked in hers, causing quite a stir.
The reason was that Ye Fengxing had previously broken off their engagement.
Some people gave her mocking smiles, while others whispered sarcastic remarks.
"Miss Tang is here. Today, Director Ye is getting married. Are you here to snatch him back?"
"Hahahaha…"
Several women burst into laughter.
"Don't blame us for thinking that. It's just that every time you attend an event, Miss Tang, you seem to stir up some trouble."
...
Stir up trouble every time? Tang Xiaomin thought about it and realized it was indeed the case.
Yan Jue smiled sinisterly and put his arm around Tang Xiaomin's shoulders.
"With me here, she won't be able to snatch the groom today. You'll likely be disappointed."
"Also, let me make a solemn declaration. It was Ye Fengxing who was dumped by Minmin. She broke off with Ye Fengxing because of me."
Yan Jue's words were like a slap to the faces of those people.
For a moment, the women's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"President Yan, how could Tang Xiaomin possibly break off with Director Ye? That can't be right. Please don't joke."
"Yes, aren't you protecting her face too much?"
Yan Jue's smile became even more charmingly sinister.
"It's not a joke. I forced her to do it."
Tang Xiaomin secretly pinched Yan Jue and pulled him to another side.
"Stop talking. That's all in the past."
Tang Xiaomin knew that Yan Jue had been unhappy about her engagement to the Ye family, but only he knew how unhappy he was.
"If you dare to flirt with other men in the future, I'll truly go mad. You don't want me to become like that, do you?"
"Okay, I won't look at any other men from now on. I'll only look at you, alright?"
"That's a good girl."
In the middle of the crowd, he lightly brushed her nose.
At some point, the two of them had reached a point where they could tease each other as if no one else was around.
The time arrived.
At the entrance of the auditorium, Ye Fengxing was dressed in a mature and handsome manner. Nangong Shanshan, in a pure white wedding dress, was on his arm.
The couple, under everyone's blessings, slowly walked towards the priest.
The venue was decorated luxuriously and romantically, filled with a sense of ceremony, solemnity, and sacredness.
The word "love" was magnified to be particularly grand, solemn, and enviable at this moment.
It was Tang Xiaomin's first time attending a wedding, and for the first time in her life, she felt a longing for marriage.
She instinctively looked at Yan Jue beside her and realized that he had been watching her the entire time.
She quickly averted her gaze, pretending to have merely glanced at him by chance.
Yan Jue had been watching her, and he knew exactly what she was thinking.
He whispered in her ear, "Let's get married."