"Brother, so you'll be the mayor from now on? Wow, that's really impressive." Mu Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue, unusually refraining from making fun of Tang Bainian.

“Every position is for serving the people, so you’re not allowed to talk like that outside,” Tang’s father glared, but then laughed. “But family members can be happy.”

Anyone could see his smug satisfaction.

Yang Qingheng naturally knew why.

Back then, Qiao Jiajun framed Tang's father but received no punishment. He remained in his position, thriving and continuing to suppress them for over a decade. If Tang Bainian hadn't had a good leader, he would have been stuck at the bottom for life, unable to rise again.

Now Qiao Jiajun has finally received his retribution and is imprisoned, and his son has even taken his place. Who wouldn't be happy about this?

She watched this scene with a smile, but the thought that she would be leaving tomorrow caused her dark eyes to dim suddenly.

"Why aren't you eating?" Tang Bainian's heart skipped a beat when he saw her dazed expression, and his knuckles gripping the chopsticks turned white with uncontrollable clenching.

Why was she sad? She wasn't completely without feelings for him, was she? Tang Bainian almost humbly guessed.

Yang Qingheng smiled again in an instant: "No, I was just thinking about something else."

Tang Bainian looked at her lowered head, his thin lips tightening slightly.

I glanced silently at the quartz clock on the wall.

Before they had finished eating, the nanny rushed in: "Bai Nian, Secretary Qian is here."

Tang Bainian's eyes flickered slightly, and he leaned back in his chair: "Let him in."

These words silenced everyone present, who put down their chopsticks and looked tense.

Secretary Qian has been by Tang Bainian's side for several years. He is a calm and steady person and would never come to the house during lunchtime unless it is something important.

A sense of unease crept into Yang Qingheng's heart.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, Secretary Qian rushed in with a newspaper: "Deputy Director Tang, something bad has happened."

"What's wrong?" Tang Bainian stood up. The others had no appetite and were staring intently at Secretary Qian, their faces tense.

"Look, these are the newspapers that were delivered this morning." Secretary Qian placed a stack of newspapers on the table.

After reading the contents of the newspaper, the expressions of the group all changed.