Chapter 490 If she's stubborn, tickle her.
Tang Xiaoya's face flushed red all the way to the base of her neck.
She pushed him away with a force that surprised even herself.
"Stay away from me."
She practically shouted it out, her voice trembling.
Yan Jin was pushed back a step by her, but she was not angry. Instead, she laughed softly, her chest rising and falling slightly with the laughter.
Seeing his composed demeanor, Tang Xiaoya's eyes welled up with tears of anger.
She felt like a kitten being played with by him, and at that moment, she deeply regretted her drunken outburst the night before.
"Yan Jin, have you deleted the video?" she glared at him.
“Of course.” He curled his lips into a smile. “If you want to relive the experience, you’ll have to do it live.”
"Screw you."
She couldn't stand it any longer and ran away without looking back.
The high heels moved with a hurried and awkward rhythm, as if a raging beast was chasing behind.
Yan Jin watched her fleeing figure, and the smile on her lips slowly faded.
He turned and went into the house, where Zhang Xiuyi was peeking out from the kitchen.
"What's wrong? I just heard Xiaoya's voice."
"She had an emergency at her company and left first." Yan Jin lied without changing her expression, reverting to her usual aloof and self-possessed demeanor.
He walked into the kitchen and said, "Auntie, let me do it."
Dinner was simple: three dishes and a soup.
Chestnut chicken soup, stir-fried pea shoots, beef with fresh mushrooms, and braised pork ribs.
They were all made by Yan Jin herself.
Zhang Xiuyi sat at the table, watching him skillfully set out the dishes, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
The man before me had shed the sharpness and impetuosity of three years ago, and now exuded a calmness and composure in his every move.
He ladled a bowl of soup for Zhang Xiuyi and pushed it in front of her.
"Auntie, have a taste."
Zhang Xiuyi took a sip, and it did taste quite good.
The dinner table was quiet until almost the end of the meal, when Yan Jin put down her chopsticks and looked at her intently.
"Auntie, I must marry Xiaoya."
His tone was not one of discussion, but rather a statement of a given fact.
Zhang Xiuyi didn't look at him, but slowly stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon.
After a long while, she finally raised her eyes.
"A Jin."
Her voice was calm.
Can you trust her unconditionally?
She asked each question slowly and deliberately, but with great emphasis.
"Just like she gave you her whole heart and soul back then, regardless of everything."
Yan Jin's Adam's apple bobbed.
He met Zhang Xiuyi's gaze, and there was no blame in her eyes, only the deepest protection a mother has for her daughter.
"I can."
His answer came without the slightest hesitation.
"No matter what happens, I will never hurt her or doubt her again."
"I don't want to miss her again."
He clenched his fists.
"I hope you'll give me a chance."
Zhang Xiuyi looked at him for a very long time.
The man who had once broken her daughter's heart now had eyes full of determination and regret.
She sighed softly.
"I hope you keep your word, and I hope you truly understand the power of trust!"
Her voice was very soft, yet it carried a power that penetrated the heart.
"Don't make her sad anymore."
"Yes." Yan Jin nodded heavily.
Zhang Yixiu added, "Isn't there a martial arts competition tomorrow? Don't hurt her."
"If she's stubborn, tickle her!"
Yan Jin: ...
"Okay, Auntie."
He smiled smugly. Sure enough, having connections in the court makes things easier.
At this moment, Tang Xiaoya was having dinner with Wen Youyou and Shen Li at the most upscale Hundred Flowers Palace in Sunshine City, completely unaware that she had been sold by her mother!
The restaurant is situated in a garden with a circular design, and its huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer stunning views of the city lights at night.
They sat in the booths by the window with the best view, and could see the entire back garden just by looking up.
Night had fallen, painting the sky with its hues, yet the garden was illuminated by countless tiny lights. Warm yellow light nestled among the flowers, outlining the roses, lilies, and various exotic blooms. The interplay of light and shadow created a scene of almost unreal beauty.
Not far behind them, in a booth, Shen Xin was having dinner with several business partners.
From the moment the three women walked in, his gaze never left that loud and boisterous figure.
"Sister Xiaoya, would you choose my brother?" Wen Youyou asked, blinking her big eyes.
"Here to campaign for votes?" Tang Xiaoya curled her lips.
Shen Li also began to attack, "You probably don't like Yang Yi, right? Knock him off the stage."
"Don't you most want President Yan to win?"
Tang Xiaoya picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and said something in a low voice.
"Each relies on their own abilities."
Now, she has no way out.
She must choose one of the seven men to be her husband.
If he is beaten down, it only proves that he is not qualified to be her husband.
Wen Youyou said with longing, "I hope I can choose a husband like this in the future, he's so handsome!"
Shen Xin, sitting at the next table, twitched her brow.
This little black cow, does she really want to choose a husband like this?
Didn't she like him? This scumbag woman, she changes her mind so quickly!
"Has your plan started yet? When are you going to start pursuing my brother?" Shen Li asked Wen Youyou gossipy.
Tang Xiaoya looked over curiously: "Do we need to make a plan for this?"
Wen Youyou waved her hand, looking indifferent: "Oh, not yet, I haven't had time. I'll talk about it after the game tomorrow."
Shen Xin: "..."
Therefore, he is not as important as a ring match.
"Sister Pear, let's place a bet!" Wen Youyou got excited and took out her little gold card from her bag. "One thousand yuan, bet on my brother to win!"
"Buy it now!"
Shen Li immediately followed up: "I'll give you a thousand, and I'll take the lead."
She urged Tang Xiaoya, "Who are you betting on?"
Tang Xiaoya was both amused and exasperated: "You guys are so boring."
She didn't bet.
Wen Youyou came over and hugged her arm, pleading, "Sister Xiaoya, please bet on my brother. I want you to be my sister-in-law. I only have one brother left."
Tang Xiaoya couldn't resist her persistence and laughed.
"Okay, I'll bet a thousand on Brother Yifan to win."
"You're my dear sister-in-law!" Wen Youyou excitedly rushed over and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. "Come on, cheers!"
Shen Xin's face darkened, and she sent a message to Yan Jin.
[Tang Xiaoya bets on Wen Yifan to win tomorrow; you, her ex, don't stand a chance.]
The other side quickly replied with four words.
I've noted it down.
Before long, the group finished their meal and went to the garden to digest.
Nighttime tours of the world's back garden are also a local specialty, where you can also admire the epiphyllum in bloom.
Wen Youyou is very active and finds everything new and interesting, constantly taking pictures with her phone.
Lights, flower stamens, and dancing fireflies—everything was there.
In no time, she disappeared.
Shen Xin and her guests also entered the garden, but their eyes kept following that carefree figure.
Wen Youyou turned into a rose garden and, by chance, looked up and saw Shen Xin.
A beautiful woman in a business suit was standing next to him, smiling and saying something to him.
Wen Youyou's jealousy flared up immediately.
Actually, there were five people in their group, but they got separated, leaving only Ms. Tong, the person in charge of the Rose Garden, to accompany him and give him an introduction.
But in Wen Youyou's eyes, it was just Shen Xin and a beauty strolling in the garden at night.
In a moment of impulsiveness, she rushed over and grabbed Shen Xin's hand.
"Honey, I'm tired from shopping, I need a hug!"
Before she finished speaking, she jumped onto Shen Xin, wrapped her legs around his waist, and hooked her arms around his neck, hanging on him like a koala, domineeringly declaring her ownership.
Shen Xin's heart skipped a beat.
That little devil!
He held a soft, warm body in his arms, and smelled her sweet fragrance.
Miss Tong was stunned for a moment when she saw this, and then she wisely made an excuse and left.
I never expected that CEO Shen would finally have a girlfriend, and such a lovely young lady at that.
"Get down," Shen Xin said in a low voice.
Wen Youyou stuck even tighter, like a piece of chewing gum.
"No, I'm just really tired."
She wrapped her long legs tightly around him, buried her head in the crook of his shoulder, and spoke in a muffled voice.
"Wen Youyou, how old are you? Why do you still need to be carried?"
Shen Xin shouted something, but holding the soft, fragrant bundle in his arms, he felt secretly delighted.
He had no choice but to hold her and walk forward step by step.
The next day, at 10 a.m.
The seven candidates for branch president entered the competition area one after another.
In the center of the branch's large garden, a temporary square arena was erected, exuding a powerful aura.
Around the arena, there were about three hundred seats for the audience, divided into seven colors.
Above each colored area is written the name of each candidate.
The audience behind them were naturally their family and friends.
It was full of ritual.
Many disciples from the Southern Gang also came in to watch the battle, and soon the scene became lively.
Wen Yifan and Yang Yi's seats were quickly filled, clearly indicating the highest support rate.
Mengjin's seats were also mostly occupied.
The other three candidates each had twenty or thirty members from their respective branches supporting them.
Only Yan Jin's side was empty.
He sat there all alone, feeling dejected.
Wen Youyou and Shen Li had already betrayed him and were now sitting on Wen Yifan's side, cheering him on.
Looking at the bustling scene across from him, and then at his own side, Shen Xin uttered a remark.
"Shameful, not even enough feet to play mahjong."
Yan Jin's face darkened, and she gave him a cold glance.
"Does having more people make a difference? Do you think it's like carrying bricks?"
Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance.
Zhang Xiuyi walked in.
All the candidates on the stage stood up and looked over in unison.
This is my future mother-in-law!
Yan Jin's eyes lit up. Wasn't this a helpful opportunity?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com