Zhang Xiulian's head was buzzing. She tried to wink at her aunt, but her aunt didn't understand and yelled, "I told you to bring your boyfriend over to meet us. Why did you bring so many people?"

Before Zhang Xiulian could speak, Ye Qingqing asked, "Auntie, are you Zhang Xiulian's aunt?"

The older woman glanced at Ye Qingqing, noticing her fashionable clothes, beautiful appearance, and imposing presence. Not daring to underestimate her, she softened her tone and said, "Yes, I am Xiulian's aunt. Who are you, young lady?"

Another, younger woman suddenly slapped her thigh. "You wouldn't happen to be Xiulian's boyfriend's daughter, would you? Oh my, you're really pretty! Girl, we'll be family from now on. I'm Xiulian's cousin-in-law, so you'll have to call me aunt."

Zhang Xiulian was sweating profusely and completely dazed. The sudden situation caught her off guard, and she regretted bringing these relatives to the restaurant. What should she do now?

Like an ant on a hot pan, Zhang Xiulian wanted to escape immediately, but she couldn't bear to. She had finally met a good man like Tang's father, who was both foolish and rich, and she had to hold on to him tightly. Her triumphant return home depended entirely on Tang's father.

She was determined to show those who looked down on her and had insulted her that Zhang Xiulian would only get better and better, and that she would infuriate them!

Ye Qingqing glanced mockingly at Zhang Xiulian, who was covered in sweat, then looked at her relatives at the table and asked coldly, "Zhang Xiulian told you that her boyfriend is the owner of this restaurant?"

"Brother Tang..." Zhang Xiulian called out quickly, wanting to explain.

"Don't interrupt!"

Mr. Tang snorted, his face darkening further, without even glancing at the woman.

"Yes, that's what Xiulian told us. Girl, who are you?" The auntie sensed something was wrong and spoke more carefully.

Ye Qingqing ignored her and looked at Mr. Tang, "Uncle Tang, am I right?"

Tang Yuanyuan stomped her feet in anger and pointed at Zhang Xiulian, yelling, "Why did you have to pick this scumbag? You're not ashamed of her, but I'm ashamed of her!"

Mr. Tang was both anxious and angry, but the more anxious he became, the less he could speak. His face turned bright red, and after struggling for a long time, he finally managed to utter a few words, "No...nothing like that!"

Having finally caught his breath, Mr. Tang, fearing his daughter might still misunderstand, stammered, "No...nothing like that!"

"Then why did she tell everyone that you were her boyfriend, and that she wanted to kick me out, have a son for you, and steal our family's property?"

With each word Tang Yuanyuan spoke, Tang's father's face darkened, filled with anger and shame. His initial sympathy for Zhang Xiulian had turned into rage. He truly knew that one could know a person's face but not their heart; he had kindly taken her in, yet this woman harbored lustful intentions and even coveted his property.

Hmph, all the wealth he's earned belongs to his daughter, and he would never leave it to an outsider. Besides, he has no plans to remarry. The shop is so busy right now, and he has Yuanyuan and Changbai to take care of. Where would he find the energy to adapt to another strange woman? Things are fine as they are now.

"Brother Tang, listen to me..." Zhang Xiulian's face flushed red as she tried to salvage the situation, but Mr. Tang's expression turned disgusted, and he sternly interrupted her, "No need to say anything more!"

If Zhang Xiulian were a woman, he would have slapped her across the face long ago. Luckily, Yuanyuan and Qingqing noticed, otherwise he would have no face left, and his colleagues would have laughed at him to death!

"Xiulian, what's going on?" The aunt's family was completely confused; it didn't seem like a romantic relationship at all!