"Check your phone, look at your son, see what insane things he's done for your adopted daughter. Then you can lecture me."
Bang!
Tang Xiaomin slammed the door shut, unwilling to deal with Zhang Meiyu.
Zhang Meiyu, suspicious, took out her phone to check. Once again, she was enraged by Tang Ye.
Without a word, Zhang Meiyu found Tang Ye, threw the evidence in his face, and berated him.
"Tang Ye, why did you do that? She's your sister!"
Tang Ye remained silent.
"I remember you weren't like this before. Did Tang Yiyi instigate you? Tell me!"
Tang Ye still didn't speak.
If Tang Yiyi hadn't instigated him, he could have denied it. But he didn't, which meant it was true.
Tang Yiyi, an adopted daughter, was involved in such a mess with her brother.
She even incited Tang Ye to deliberately target Tang Xiaomin.
Zhang Meiyu's disappointment with Tang Yiyi went beyond mere disappointment; it was disgust.
At that moment, Zhang Meiyu couldn't hold back any longer.
"Steward Wang, administer family punishment to Tang Yiyi. Go now!"
Tang Ye quickly said, "Mom, please don't make it difficult for her."
Even after all this, he still wanted to protect Tang Yiyi.
"Make it difficult for her? The Tang family has provided her with food and shelter for almost twenty years. She doesn't know how to be a good person or be grateful. Instead, she dares to instigate you to do bad things."
"If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll continue to mislead you into doing unfilial things."
"Steward Wang, why are you still standing there!"
Steward Wang immediately went down and brought Tang Yiyi to the living room.
The ruler struck Tang Yiyi's back repeatedly as she knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
"Mom, I really didn't seduce my second brother, I really didn't."
Zhang Meiyu, furious, cursed, "How dare you say that! If you hadn't instigated Tang Ye to ruin Xiaomin's performance costume, would he have done such a thing?"
"No wonder Xiaomin didn't even wear shoes that day and went to perform in such a bizarre outfit. It was you behind all this."
"Steward Wang, hit her fifty times with the ruler, and let her remember this lesson!"
"Wuwuwu..."
"Wuwuwu..."
In the living room, Tang Yiyi cried softly as she endured the lashing.
Seeing this, Tang Yu couldn't help but intercede.
"Mom, Yiyi made a mistake, and she deserves to be punished. She's already been hit this many times, and she's learned her lesson. Isn't that enough?"
"Steward Wang, stop," Tang Yu said.
Only then did Steward Wang cease his actions.
Tang Yiyi, pampered and delicate from being raised in the Tang family, had only been hit a little over thirty times, yet blood had already seeped through her white clothes.
It was truly a miserable sight.
"Remember your place and distinguish between what you should and shouldn't do," Zhang Meiyu said.
Tang Yiyi's brows furrowed in pain, and she swayed precariously as she knelt on the ground.
"I... I understand..."
Thump!
Tang Yiyi could no longer bear it and fainted in the living room.
"Yiyi..."
Tang Yu rushed forward and, with the steward, took her to the hospital.
When Tang Yiyi woke up, she was lying on the hospital bed, her back bandaged.
In the ward, only Tang Zhongcheng had come to visit her.
She felt extremely wronged and choked back tears.
"Dad..."
"Enough. Don't target Xiaomin anymore, and keep your distance from your brothers."
Tang Yiyi, still lying on the bed, cried sadly.
"Wuwuwu... Dad, I really didn't seduce my brother."
"I like Ye Fengxing, and he's the one I want to marry. Tang Xiaomin went back on her word and refused to break off the engagement. Everything was forced upon me by her, Dad, wuwuwu..."
"We clearly agreed that she would break off the engagement herself. Mom forgot, did Dad also forget?"
"Is it because I'm just an adopted daughter that everyone deceives me, wuwuwu..."
At this moment, Tang Yiyi felt despair.
Recently, the household had been in chaos.
Zhang Meiyu and Tang Zhongcheng had drifted apart. Now, even if Tang Zhongcheng tried to force Tang Xiaomin to break off the engagement, Zhang Meiyu would side with Tang Xiaomin.
"Yiyi, the matter of the marriage primarily depends on Ye Fengxing. Instead of relying on Xiaomin to break off the engagement, you should strive for it yourself."
"Actually, Dad also hopes you find a good match soon, so that there will be fewer conflicts within the Tang family."
She understood the logic, but Ye Fengxing seemed to really like Tang Xiaomin.
What was Tang Yiyi supposed to do? She could barely get close to Ye Fengxing on a normal day.
...
Ye Corporation.
Steward Ye, looking hurried, entered Ye Fengxing's office.
"Young Master, that man named Yan Jue has appeared."
Ever since Tang Xiaomin mentioned him that day, Ye Fengxing had been trying to find this Yan Jue.
But he couldn't find him anywhere, and now he had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"What is his background?"
Steward Ye replied, "His resume is unknown. He is twenty-seven years old, 1.86 meters tall, and weighs... Ten minutes ago, he suddenly acquired over a dozen funeral parlors in Modu and established Immortal Mansion Funeral Services Group."
"This person is very mysterious. He does not accept any media interviews. Business matters are handled entirely by his assistant, Lu Xing. Currently, we have not yet managed to obtain his appearance."
...
He was so mysterious that even the Ye family couldn't investigate his background. It seemed he was no ordinary person.
Initially, Ye Fengxing had thought Tang Xiaomin was just making an excuse to fool him.
But with Yan Jue's appearance, and such a mysterious person at that, he had to take it seriously.
Along with this came an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"Continue to keep an eye on this person. Make sure to investigate his detailed information."
"Yes."
Steward Ye said, "Young Master, Miss Tang is here. She's outside." Su Dan Novel Network
Ye Fengxing's heart skipped a beat.
"Why is she here? What does she want?"
"Young Master, you'll know when you see her."
After Steward Ye left, Tang Xiaomin walked into Ye Fengxing's office.
She took out two red certificates, a betrothal letter, betrothal gifts, a blueprint, and a bank card from her backpack.
She got straight to the point, "The betrothal letter and gifts are all here, returned in full. This blueprint is my design for Ye Corporation's next project, and the card contains ten billion, a token of my regard."
As Tang Xiaomin spoke, she noticed Ye Fengxing's expression gradually darken.
She gritted her teeth and continued.
"Let's cancel our engagement."
The air suddenly fell silent.
Ye Fengxing knew Tang Xiaomin was impatient, but he hadn't expected her to come here to break off the engagement so soon after she mentioned it just a few days ago.
Now, she had even brought a blueprint and ten billion as compensation.
Was she... looking down on him?
Ye Fengxing stared intently at Tang Xiaomin and the items she had brought.
Suppressing the anger he felt at her breaking off the engagement, he said calmly, "You're here to break off the engagement because of Yan Jue? This ten billion was also given to you by him, wasn't it?"
What?
Yan Jue gave her money? Ye Fengxing's imagination was too wild.
However, she quickly reconsidered. She was here to break off the engagement today.
If Ye Fengxing insisted on thinking that way, then so be it. It was meaningless to argue.
"Yes, that's right."
Tang Xiaomin readily admitted it.