"Tang Xiaomin, what are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?"
"Even though Tang Yu spoils you, it doesn't mean he needs your permission for everything."
As soon as Wang Na said that, Tang Yu's expression changed drastically.
"Nana, don't speak nonsense."
"What did I say wrong... mmmph..."
Tang Yu wisely covered Wang Na's mouth, allowing her to emit only muffled sounds.
"Xiaomin, Nana doesn't know anything. I apologize on her behalf. Please don't hold it against her, considering she's pregnant and emotionally unstable."
Xiaomin shot Tang Yu a glare.
"You'd best make it clear to her what the situation is in this household."
"Alright, I'll make it clear to her."
Tang Xiaomin got into the car. Tang Yu busied himself in the back seat, and finally helped Wang Na into the car as well.
Throughout the journey, Wang Na was filled with curiosity and wanted to ask questions, but Tang Yu gestured for her to remain quiet.
Upon returning home, Zhang Meiyu saw Wang Na and heard that she had been upset and agitated.
Not only did she offer comforting words, but she also personally cooked a meal.
After Tang Xiaomin returned to her room, Wang Na sat in the living room, admiring the new villa.
"Tang Yu, your new home is really nice."
Now that Tang Xiaomin was not around, some things needed to be clarified.
"Nana, this house actually belongs to Xiaomin. We're just living here."
"What? How can that be?" Wang Na found it unbelievable.
"This house is hers? You're not joking, are you? She left you alone at the scene of the car accident and drove away..."
"Nana." Tang Yu sighed, interrupting Wang Na.
For the sake of family harmony, Wang Na had to be made aware of certain things.
After all, she was carrying his child and was not an outsider.
"The car accident was all my fault. I did it intentionally. My goal at the time was to kill Xiaomin."
"What did you say!" Wang Na was shocked.
How could the truth of the matter be like this?
Anyone who knew Tang Yu would recognize that the shame on his face was genuine.
Tang Yu continued, "Let's not dwell on the past. Today, we were fortunate to have Xiaomin; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. From now on, you'll be living here, so you should speak respectfully to Xiaomin. Think of it for the sake of our child."
The arrival of this child was unexpected, but when Tang Yu learned of it, he was overjoyed after the initial shock.
Wang Na pondered, her head bowed in shame.
"When you were in the hospital, Tang Xiaomin took control of Tang Corporation. I also planned for Tang Corporation to suspend operations for a month's rectification, causing them significant financial losses."
"She suddenly appeared today and saved me. I don't even know how to thank her."
Thank her?
Tang Yu would be grateful if she didn't cause a scene.
"Dinner is ready, come and eat," Zhang Meiyu called out from the living room.
After Tang Yu brought Wang Na to the dining room, he called out to Tang Xiaomin upstairs.
"Xiaomin, come down for dinner."
When Tang Xiaomin came down, she noticed that today's dishes were not her favorites. She then saw Wang Na eating with gusto.
"I didn't expect Auntie to be such a good cook."
"You're pregnant, you need to eat more to nourish the baby. Come, try this..."
Zhang Meiyu enthusiastically served Wang Na, her lips constantly curved in a smile.
It seemed that saving Wang Na and letting her move back wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Everything was fine.
Only, the food didn't quite suit her appetite.
Tang Xiaomin ate only a small bowl of rice before pushing her bowl away and leaving.
As the sky outside began to darken, she went out. Today, no one nagged her or stopped her from going to find Yan Jue.
It felt like a favored concubine suddenly falling out of favor and being relegated to the cold palace, with no one paying her any attention.
...
She went to the office, and then to the lounge, but Yan Jue was nowhere to be seen.
"Zhong Li, where is Yan Jue?"
"Miss Tang, Mr. Yan has been in the gym since this afternoon."
Yan Jue wasn't a workaholic; he preferred enjoying life through leisure and entertainment over work.
When Tang Xiaomin arrived at the gym, Yan Jue was furiously punching a sandbag, drenched in sweat.
Sweat had soaked the short hairs on his forehead and his bare upper body. His perfect physique appeared even more alluring, like walking hormone.
Tang Xiaomin's arrival seemed to have no effect on Yan Jue; he continued to pound the sandbag with fury.
Tang Xiaomin could clearly sense that Yan Jue was in a bad mood. She walked up to him and tilted her head playfully, observing him.
"Who upset you? I haven't seen you this angry in a long time."
"You."
"Me?"
Tang Xiaomin couldn't fathom what she had done to anger him.
"How did I upset you?"
The last time, a single phone call from Tang Xiaomin had caused Yan Jue to rush off to find her, which in turn led to the failure of the ambush on Yan Jun.
Rather than Tang Xiaomin angering him, it was more like Yan Jue was angry at himself.
Why couldn't he refuse Tang Xiaomin, even just once?
Yan Jue remained silent. Tang Xiaomin then placed her hand on the sandbag in front of him.
A sharp gust of wind pressed against her hand. Yan Jue's fist stopped a centimeter away from Tang Xiaomin's hand.
He slowly retracted his fist.
"This is dangerous. If I'm not careful, I might injure you."
Yan Jue stopped hitting the sandbag and began doing planks.
Anyone who works out knows that planks, though seemingly simple, are extremely demanding on the body.
Those with poor stamina can't even hold it for a minute.
Yan Jue poured out his sweat, using this method to vent his frustration.
Suddenly, something soft pressed down on his back; it was Tang Xiaomin, the entire person.
She was now lying leisurely on Yan Jue's back, her hands clasped behind her head, using her own weight to add resistance.
"I have good news for you. I'm not going home tonight, and no one will rush me."
Upon hearing this, Yan Jue's exhaustion vanished instantly.
"So, we can be together all night tonight."
Tang Xiaomin smiled and said, "That's right."
With things being this way, why was he still here wasting time exercising?
"Minmin, get down. I need to shower."
"Don't rush. Hold on a little longer. Let me see how long you can last."
It had become a challenge. Yan Jue was not to be outdone.
"Since you want to see, I'll have to perform well."
Five minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed.
Twenty minutes passed.
Half an hour.
...
Sweat dripped from Yan Jue's body, wetting the floor.
"Minmin... how is it?"
At this point, someone, lying on the human cushion, had long since closed her eyes and fallen asleep.
"Minmin, can you hear me?"
...
Realizing the situation was not right, Yan Jue shifted to supporting himself with one hand, freeing the other to reach behind him. He scooped the person on his back into his arms and slowly placed her on the floor.
Seeing that she was asleep, the man's lips curved into a knowing smile.
He lowered his head...