The staff released photos of Tang Xiaomin without a mask, in her performance costume, and backstage preparations for the concert.
"Third, Tang Ye is currently single. He is very dedicated and busy with work, and does not have time to date. Please rest assured,"
...
After the explanation, the matter was hastily concluded as a misunderstanding.
With the public relations team's strong intervention, this incident did not affect Tang Ye.
Instead, it leveraged the buzz from the incident to announce that Tang Ye would be endorsing several brands.
In an instant, Tang Ye became incredibly popular.
Tang Ye returned from work, acting like a rich bachelor.
"Get ready, we're going to a five-star hotel for a big meal tonight."
Zhang Meiyu sat on the sofa and rolled her eyes at Tang Ye.
"You've only just made it, and you're already restless. Have you forgotten the days when you only had two hundred yuan in your pocket?"
Tang Ye's mouth twitched.
"Mom, that's all in the past. Why bring it up? The past cannot be revisited; we must live in the present and look to the future. I, for one, won't be able to be poor even if I wanted to."
"Look at you, so proud. You're this old, and you still can't learn to be more composed." Su Dan Novel Network
Speaking of which, Tang Ye became even more smug.
"Mom, you still think I'm that naive kid. Today, while the brand representatives were coming to me, I renegotiated my contract with the agency. I'm worth tens of millions a year now. I'm no longer that ignorant youth who only made big money for others."
Zhang Meiyu had to look at Tang Ye with new respect.
"How did you negotiate with them? Aren't you afraid of messing things up?"
"Before I went, I calculated. I'll give the agency half the profit. Unless Mr. Wang is a fool, he won't agree to my terms."
Tang Ye had indeed taken advantage of the situation this time.
Hearing this, Zhang Meiyu smiled knowingly.
"It's not too late to wise up. It seems I won't have to worry about you anymore."
Tang Ye had become shrewd out of necessity.
When a person has no more than two hundred yuan on them for an extended period, money becomes extremely important.
Poverty breeds cunning; wealth fosters virtue. He had grown.
"Xiaomin, don't bother cooking, let's go to a hotel for a big meal."
At this moment, Tang Xiaomin, in a rare display, was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen.
Tang Xiaomin said, "We're having guests tonight, so let's just eat at home."
A fragrant aroma wafted over, and Tang Ye curiously walked into the kitchen.
Good heavens, Tang Xiaomin was making swallowfish today, a grand dish that would require a very large plate to hold.
"Xiaomin, is there something good happening today? The dishes you're making are so good, even a hotel chef can't compare to you."
The idea of going to a hotel was immediately abandoned.
Hearing this, Tang Xiaomin smiled where Tang Ye couldn't see and kept him in suspense.
"You'll know later, what's the rush? Quickly help me take the dishes out."
Catching a glimpse of the shy smile on Tang Xiaomin's face, Tang Ye had an inexplicable premonition.
"Could it be that Yan Jue is coming?"
This time, Tang Xiaomin didn't speak, quietly setting the cutlery.
The dishes on the table were so exquisite, like those from a seven-star hotel, making one reluctant to even start eating and ruin the presentation.
Tonight, Zhang Meiyu, Tang Ye, Tang Yu, and Wang Na were all present.
Everyone was seated, but one position remained empty.
Zhang Meiyu asked in confusion, "Xiaomin, why is there an extra set of bowls and chopsticks?"
"Uh... it's not extra; I accounted for it."
As everyone was wondering, the doorbell rang, and Tang Xiaomin quickly ran to open the door.
Outside stood Yan Jue, impeccably dressed in a suit, with a perfectly tied bow tie and polished leather shoes. He looked very formal and handsome.
He exuded the steady demeanor of a mature man.
"You're here, come in."
Tang Xiaomin opened the door.
The attention of the entire family was drawn to the newcomer.
Yan Jue strode in, followed by several staff members carrying large red boxes.
Without exception, they were all adorned with "xi" (double happiness) stickers and tied with red ribbons into festive pom-poms.
This...
The air suddenly became silent.
The entire family was stunned by the scene, their mouths agape, unable to utter a word.
Hundreds of heavy boxes were brought in. Fortunately, the villa's living room was large enough to accommodate them.
Yan Jue stood, and in a serious and solemn tone, he spoke word by word.
"Today, I am here to present a marriage proposal and betrothal gifts."
A stern-faced subordinate bowed and placed the gift list and the marriage proposal on a tray on the dining table.
"Please examine them."
...
So, it turned out he was here to propose.
However, arriving unannounced and without prior consent felt rather impolite and forceful.
Zhang Meiyu secretly swallowed, and with trembling hands, picked up the marriage proposal and gift list to glance at it.
With just one look, she felt that the light paper in her hand weighed more than a mountain.
Sixty percent of the shares in Xianfu Group.
One hundred luxury cars.
And the Xianfu building, currently under construction, a Pentagon-like military structure boasting absolute defense.
Ten thousand yuan in cash as betrothal gifts.
And so on and so forth...
The subsequent mentions of "Mingfu" and other mystical elements were too fantastical for Zhang Meiyu to comprehend.
Just the items she understood from the beginning made her scalp tingle.
"Mom, what's wrong? Your complexion is so pale?" Tang Yu asked worriedly.
Zhang Meiyu slowly shook her head, remaining silent, and handed the gift list to Tang Yu.
After Tang Yu looked at it, his expression was the same as Zhang Meiyu's.
Yan Jue's lavish expenditure demonstrated his determination for this visit.
If they disagreed or had other opinions, it would likely be difficult to resolve.
One finds it hard to refuse when given so much, especially when it's an overwhelming amount that feels hot to the touch.
Wang Na, standing nearby, was dumbfounded upon seeing the gift list and felt incredibly envious.
"This... this is too much. Also, what is Mingfu?"
Tang Yu quickly handed the gift list to Tang Ye, not wanting Wang Na to know too much, as she was pregnant and he didn't want her to overthink and have complications.
Tang Ye didn't even glance at it. With a swift movement, he stood up from his seat.
His face was displeased, and he challenged Yan Jue indignantly.
"What do you mean by this? Did you consult our opinions before coming?"
"Others might be fine, but my mother is here. This is practically bullying and showing utter disregard."
Who could say otherwise?
Regardless of Zhang Meiyu's situation, she was still Tang Xiaomin's biological mother.
As a mother, she had the right to know about Tang Xiaomin's lifelong marriage. It was a matter of respect due to an elder.
Zhang Meiyu said, "Tang Ye, don't be like this. If Xiaomin likes him, I have no objections."
"Mom, this is about attitude."
"Isn't he just using his power and influence to pressure us into agreeing?"
"I don't care, I disagree! Absolutely disagree!"
Tang Ye's emotions became agitated, and he vehemently opposed it.
Facing the terrifying presence of Yan Jue, he showed no fear at this moment.
Yan Jue said calmly, "I am not here to discuss with you; I am here to inform you. Tang Xiaomin can only marry me."