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What is Tang Jianjun?

He’s a department-level official!

Who knows how many people beg him for help, and he doesn’t even give them a second glance. He’s a man of principle and never makes promises lightly. Even with someone like me, who has a close relationship with him, it’s extremely difficult to ask for his assistance.

I remember ten years ago, my company faced financial difficulties. I wanted to get a loan from the city bank to weather the financial crisis. I approached the bank’s leaders several times, but to no avail. Eventually, I heard that my brother-in-law, Tang Jianjun, was classmates with the vice president of Jiangnan City bank. I thought to ask for his help, but I was turned down several times. In the end, it was my sister who pleaded with Tang Jianjun before we finally got the loan. Since then, I’ve known not to approach him hastily due to his strong principles.

I never imagined that Ye Xiong would seal the deal with just a bottle of Maotai and make such a big promise.

“Thank you, Uncle. If there’s an opportunity, I’ll definitely visit you in Kyoto with Xinyi,”

After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he took out a second pouch and handed it to Yang Yueru.

“Xiaoxiong, the gift you gave to Uncle is so valuable, you can’t be partial when it comes to mine,”

Yang Yueru took the gift and opened it, revealing a slight look of disappointment in her eyes.

“Ye Xiong, the gift you gave to my husband is worth hundreds of thousands, but the gift for me is only a few thousand. You’re too biased!” Yang Yueru asked, pretending to be displeased.

“Hundreds of thousands?” Yang Yi was startled when she heard this.

She had thought that the wine that made her uncle so happy must be of significant value, but she never imagined it would be so expensive. Where did Ye Xiong find so much money?

“It may not even be possible to purchase it for hundreds of thousands. This collectible wine is often priceless,” Yang Xinyi explained.

Yang Xinyi looked at Ye Xiong with complex eyes, finally understanding why he had been asking her about her aunt and her little aunt’s preferences on the way back home. He had been planning to use his “sugar-coated bullets” all along.

This guy really is shrewd. If I’m not mistaken, the gift for my little aunt must be cosmetics.

Sure enough, Yang Yueru pulled out a set of imported, high-end cosmetics from the bag, the kind that costs several thousand.

“Little aunt, take a closer look. Do you notice anything different?” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

Immediately afterward, Yang Yueru let out a sharp scream, exclaiming, “Could this be the autograph of the famous singer, Qiao Ni?”

These cosmetics were endorsed by Qiao Ni, and rumor had it that before she signed on, she autographed a few dozen pieces. It was so difficult to obtain such an item, yet Ye Xiong managed to get his hands on one.

Yang Xinyi couldn’t help but see this man in a new light.

Following that, the gifts Ye Xiong gave to Tang Ning, Yang Xinyi’s mother Zhao Lizhen, were all things they liked, making them very happy on the spot.

Yang Dingguo’s expression became uglier as time passed. Now that everyone had received a gift except for him, he was sure Ye Xiong was holding a grudge and deliberately embarrassing him, instantly making his face look terrible.

Who told him to lose face like that earlier?

“Dad, this is your gift.” Just when Yang Dingguo thought Ye Xiong would make him look bad, Ye Xiong handed over the last present.

Upon opening it, he found a set of ivory chess, which instantly brought joy to his face. But after the joy, he still pretended as if nothing had happened, coughed slightly, and put the gift away.

“Dad, I’m sorry about earlier, I was too brash. I’ll definitely change this bull-headed temperament of mine,” Ye Xiong said, laughing heartily, with magnanimity.

Look at your son-in-law and then look at yourself. You’re in your fifties, and your heart’s not as broad as his. Really, I don’t understand how you’ve gotten by all these years,” Tang Jianjun, who had been quiet until then, couldn’t help but scold.

When someone else scolded him, Yang Dingguo dared not accept it, but he never dared to retaliate when it was his sister and brother-in-law.

A meal that was eaten in joy and harmony.

“Wife, come, have some meat,” Ye Xiong said as he placed a piece of chicken into Yang Xinyi’s bowl.

Yang Xinyi’s face turned pale at once. This guy, does he not know that she hated others’ saliva the most? He knew it for sure, but he still used his chopsticks to pick up food for her. Wasn’t this deliberately making her uncomfortable?

Just as she was about to throw away the meat, Ye Xiong leaned in close and whispered in her ear.

“My act is complete; if anything goes wrong, don’t blame me,” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

If she threw the chicken away, her parents and aunt would surely be suspicious. Thinking of this, Yang Xinyi gritted her teeth and stuffed the meat into her mouth, forcing herself to eat it.

“Come on, eat some more.” Ye Xiong ignored Yang Xinyi’s murderous gaze and picked up another piece of chicken for her.

Mysophobia is a sickness that needs to be cured.

After dinner, following some discussion, the group decided to stay at the house.

Yang Xinyi’s villa had been home to only herself before. Her parents lived elsewhere, but now that her aunt and uncle were staying overnight, she was suddenly very worried.

Because tonight, she had to sleep in the same room as Ye Xiong to avoid arousing her cousin’s suspicions.

She was not the least bit confident about Ye Xiong. His eagerness to coax her little aunt and the others to stay over showed as much.

“Wife, what are you thinking about?” Ye Xiong asked while driving.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re plotting. Even if I have to stay in the same room with you tonight, just try to touch me and see what happens,” Yang Xinyi said fiercely.

“Wife, am I that kind of person?” Ye Xiong said with an air of integrity: “For the sake of acting, I’ve already sold my soul and body. What if you go wild tonight and pounce on me? Would that not destroy my innocence for life?”

“Get lost!”

After Yang Xinyi cursed, she suddenly became serious and asked, “How much did you spend on the gift tonight? I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”

“No need for that, I’ll take care of it since I’m your husband,” Ye Xiong replied.

“That’s hundreds of thousands, not a small sum; I must pay you back.” Yang Xinyi’s face showed resolute determination, and she didn’t want to owe Ye Xiong any favors.

“Alright, I need to pay someone else back for that money.”

“Who did you borrow it from?”

“Sister Hua.”

In the afternoon, after chatting with Yang Xinyi, Ye Xiong disappeared for two hours. It was then that he borrowed a million from Du Yuehua and went to buy the gift.

“She must really like you to lend you a million just like that,” Yang Xinyi said, somewhat incredulously.

“Wife, are you jealous?” Ye Xiong giggled.

This time, rather than getting angry at the teasing, Yang Xinyi looked at him earnestly and said, “Ye Xiong, through our interactions these past days, I’ve realized you’re not useless. You have abilities and breadth of spirit; you’re not a shallow dragon. Though you’re not a simple man, why choose to be a construction worker? Why not be serious? Why frivolously wander the world? Like this, no one will like you, and even if someone truly does, you’ll only end up hurting them. Have you ever thought about the feelings of those who like you?”

This was the first time Yang Xinyi had opened up and had a heart-to-heart talk with Ye Xiong.

His performance tonight had taken her by surprise and had also given her much prestige, which is why she spoke this way.

If it had been before, she would have ignored him long ago.

Ye Xiong’s gaze fell on her face, seeing her examine him seriously, a glint different from the past flickered in her eyes.

It seemed his wife’s perception of him was beginning to change.

“Wife, I want to tell you some good news.” Ye Xiong looked at her stunningly beautiful face with utmost seriousness and said, “You might have fallen for me because you ate the food I picked for you tonight without throwing up.”