Zhang Meiyu nodded.
"Tang Yu is right. Of your few brothers, only Tang Ye relies on the family. This cannot continue. It's time to let him go and forge his own path."
Tang Zhongcheng also nodded. The family had decided not to bother with Tang Ye.
Tang Xiaomin ate silently, not saying a word.
Ever since that incident at school, Tang Xiaomin hadn't spoken to Zhang Meiyu.
Zhang Meiyu knew she was angry with her. Now that the truth was out, she decided to speak to her, trying to ease the tension.
"Xiaomin, what career do you want to pursue in the future? Do you have any plans?"
In her previous life, before Tang Xiaomin was brought back to the Tang family, she had envisioned many futures for herself.
After being brought back, she felt the Tang family was her future.
In the end, she met a gruesome death.
She didn't know how they would dispose of her body after she died.
Perhaps they wouldn't even bother, just pay a small fee to the hospital for cremation.
In the underworld, she saw ghosts who had at least received some paper money burned by their families.
She, however, had nothing.
If she hadn't been clever and whispered in Yan Jue's ear, she wouldn't even have earned enough ghost money to reincarnate.
Tang Xiaomin thought for a moment and said,
"I want to be a mortician, to help the deceased have a dignified final journey."
The whole family: ...
This profession was a bit too ominous.
Zhang Meiyu frowned and said, "Why choose such a profession? Being a mortician, dealing with the dead, it's unlucky. Aren't you afraid?"
Tang Zhongcheng also said, "Find another job. Or you can just be idle if you have to."
Tang Yu chuckled, "You can come to my company and be my assistant."
...
It seemed they all looked down on the profession of a mortician.
Tang Xiaomin said, "I'm afraid of ghosts, but ghosts have never harmed me. I'm not afraid of people, yet people have hurt me all over. Are people more evil, or are ghosts?"
People were merely flesh and blood, speaking ghost stories and doing things even ghosts wouldn't do. They were the ones who took lives.
Those with different paths cannot conspire together; there's no need for more than half a word when conversations don't click.
Tang Xiaomin ignored the Tang family, set down her chopsticks, and went to her bedroom.
She wasn't just saying she wanted to be a mortician.
On the soft large bed, the skull-shaped pillow lay quietly under the quilt.
Tang Xiaomin took a bath and fell asleep with the skull pillow.
Meanwhile.
Tang Ye took Tang Yiyi to a hotel.
Tang Ye had been debuting for several years and had over a million in his account.
However, now that they had left the Tang family, they would have to live on the money in his account, and he would also have to support Tang Yiyi.
"Tomorrow, your second brother will take you to buy a house. I won't let you suffer, don't worry. Everything will be taken care of by me."
In that situation, Tang Yiyi really didn't want to be punished by kneeling, which is why she ran away from home with Tang Ye.
But she knew in her heart that Tang Ye was just a celebrity, and his strength was nowhere near that of the Tang family.
However, it wouldn't be long before the Tang family came to get her back.
After all, when Tang Xiaomin ran away before, her parents had quickly brought her home.
The next day, Tang Ye, wearing a mask, took Tang Yiyi to buy a house.
But housing prices were too high these days. Any apartment would cost millions.
Although Tang Ye was a "millionaire," he was nothing in front of these prices. Sudan Novel Network
Considering their living expenses, Tang Ye decided to rent a place first. Thus, he moved into a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment with Tang Yiyi.
The rent alone was over twenty thousand a month, and he also had to buy Tang Yiyi new clothes.
Tang Yiyi usually wore designer brands. She casually picked out a few outfits in the mall, and Tang Ye's once plentiful wallet was immediately emptied.
Looking at the few tens of thousands of yuan left in his account, Tang Ye forced a smile.
"Yiyi, do you like them?"
Tang Yiyi happily said, "Thank you, second brother. You're so good to me."
Tang Ye felt warm inside.
This was also good. He could finally be with Tang Yiyi and have their own world. What did a little money matter?
As long as Tang Yiyi liked it, he would work hard to support her. When the time was right, he would marry her and start their own family.
Time flew by, and the school anniversary celebration was approaching.
As the student council president, Ye Lingyun was tasked with organizing the performance segment.
The other classes were manageable; they practiced diligently.
Even Tang Yiyi, who didn't come to school, sent him a video, stating that she would invite Tang Ye to perform with her.
Now, only the troublesome Tang Xiaomin remained.
Ye Lingyun thought for a moment and pushed his notebook to Liu Feng.
"Fengzi, you call Tang Xiaomin and tell her that the 'bare-handed brick breaking' act is not suitable and ask her to change it to something else, like singing or dancing."
Liu Feng glanced at Ye Lingyun.
"You have strong connections, you call."
Ye Lingyun said, "You fought her one-on-one, you know her better."
Liu Feng said, "She's Feng Ye's fiancée. You'll have to call her Grandma in the future, so you should know her better."
"You..."
...
They argued for a long time, neither daring to make the call.
Seeing Qian Lili nearby, Liu Feng said, "Qian Lili, do us a favor, and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Qian Lili readily agreed and called Tang Xiaomin.
On the other end, Tang Xiaomin was busy at a music studio.
"What is it?"
"Xiaomin, Young Master Ye wants you to change your 'bare-handed brick breaking' act to something like singing or dancing. Do you mind?"
No matter what, her act was chosen based on merit, and it shouldn't tarnish the class's honor.
Tang Xiaomin had been busy with this matter for the past few days.
"Oh, change it. Change it to singing."
"Then what song will you sing?"
Tang Xiaomin thought for a moment and said, "I haven't decided yet. I'll send it to Ye Lingyun once I've finalized it."
After the call ended, Qian Lili said triumphantly,
"She agreed to change it to singing. It's done. She said she'll let Young Master Ye know once she's decided."
Ye Lingyun and Liu Feng couldn't believe that Tang Xiaomin was so agreeable.
"She really agreed?"
"Of course. With her temper, she shouldn't lie to us."
This...
Since she was strong, whatever she said went.
Even if she was tricking them, what could they do to Tang Xiaomin?
Tang Yiyi only dared to come to school with Tang Ye on the day of the rehearsal.
Tang Yiyi was heartless and unrighteous. She had impersonated Tang Xiaomin and broken her engagement with the Ye family. She had been thoroughly disgraced at school.
However, Tang Ye's charisma still drove many girls to scream madly.
The venue was packed, with people crammed together like sandwich biscuits, screaming wildly.
The crowd was boiling, with a hint of uncontrollable chaos.
Seeing this, Ye Lingyun grabbed the microphone to maintain order.
"Quiet down, everyone! What's all the commotion about!"
However.
Even with Tang Ye, an idol, the F2 couldn't control the crowd.
No one paid attention to his words; the frantic screaming continued as if they had gone mad.