Tang Yi's smile vanished instantly, replaced by displeasure and a hint of barely perceptible anger.
"Use it and then throw it away, Huanhuan, you're as heartless as ever."
Upon hearing this, both Ye Haiming and his wife wore strange expressions.
Ye Huanhuan's face stiffened even more, but she still forced a smile and asked, steeling herself:
"Mr. Tang, don't you already have a fiancée? Are you really planning to make me your girlfriend?"
"Fiancée?" Tang Yi's lips curled into a contemptuous sneer, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and he retorted without any attempt to hide his disbelief, "When have I ever admitted to that?"
Ye Huanhuan looked at him with some confusion and muttered, "But isn't that what everyone says online?"
"You believe what you read online?"
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was becoming increasingly tense, Ye Haiming and his wife exchanged a glance and decided to leave first.
"Huanhuan, your mother and I will go out to greet the guests first. You can have a good chat with Young Master Tang first."
After saying that, Ye Haiming pulled Gao Yalan out of the dressing room and closed the door behind him, leaving Tang Yi and Ye Huanhuan alone.
The room fell silent, leaving only Tang Yi and Ye Huanhuan. They stared at each other, the atmosphere unusually awkward.
Ye Huanhuan didn't dare to look Tang Yi in the eye, and said with her head down, "No matter what, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have believed me so easily."
Tang Yi pressed closer and closer, and Ye Huanhuan could even hear his barely perceptible breathing.
She instinctively stepped back, completely unaware that there was a dressing table behind her.
Tang Yi reached out and grabbed her arm to prevent her from hitting the table, then resumed his cold expression and said:
"I've heard enough of a verbal thank you. I think you know what I really want."
Ye Huanhuan instinctively resisted: "But I am a divorced woman, Mr. Tang should have better options."
"So what if we get divorced?" Tang Yi looked at her, his gaze firm: "I don't care."
Ye Huanhuan was stunned; she hadn't expected Tang Yi to say that.
"What I, Tang Yi, want has never been a rich girl who is my equal in social status."
Ye Huanhuan's heart started racing involuntarily. She tried to calm herself down. "But Mr. Tang, you and I are not from the same world."
"Not from the same world? Are you from Mars?" Tang Yi retorted.
Ye Huanhuan's face twitched involuntarily. "Mr. Tang, this joke is not funny."
"I'm not joking." Tang Yi looked at Ye Huanhuan seriously. "As long as you're willing, we can be people from the same world."
Ye Huanhuan was in a state of utter confusion; she didn't know how to deal with the situation before her.
Tang Yi seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "I'll give you time to think about it. I'll wait for you."
After saying that, he turned and left the dressing room.
Ye Huanhuan watched his departing figure, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
She knew she wasn't completely indifferent to Tang Yi, but she wasn't ready to start another relationship.
In particular, the other party is the heir to the Tang Group, one of the five major families in Beijing...
————This is a dividing line.
On the other side, in the banquet hall.
Xia Jianguo and Li Qin, dressed as waiters, were extremely busy in the banquet hall.
The banquet today is attended by a large number of distinguished guests, all of whom are either wealthy or powerful.
"Honey, tell me, is this banquet today really a family reunion banquet specially organized by that brat Xia Huanhuan's biological father?"
While busy with her work, Li Qin lowered her voice and kept glancing around as she asked Xia Jianguo a question.
"Didn't you hear what that person said before you came? Xia Huanhuan is the Ye family's long-lost biological daughter. This banquet isn't for her, is it specially prepared for you?" Xia Jianguo replied irritably.
"Xia Jianguo, what's wrong with you? Why are you always so aggressive lately? I was just asking a question, why are you being sarcastic?"
Li Qin's face showed obvious displeasure as she complained, "Ever since that brat came to our house last time, you've always had this sour look on your face, as if I owe you something!"
“You don’t owe me anything, I owe you something.” Xia Jianguo didn’t want to argue with Li Qin anymore; he knew that saying more would be pointless.
Li Qin resisted the urge to slap Xia Jianguo twice and said, "If it weren't for Pengpeng, I would have divorced you long ago! I don't want to argue with you today. When the banquet starts later, just don't forget what that person told you to do!"
Xia Jianguo glanced at Li Qin, but there was no trace of the affection they once shared in his eyes.
“I know, I don’t need you to remind me of this.”
The hotel manager approached and, seeing the two whispering, immediately came forward, fearing they might slack off, and instructed them:
"Hey, you two still have time to chat here? Over there...yes, over there, tidy up the table, the banquet will start soon."
Xia Jianguo nodded in agreement and immediately went to tidy up the table. Li Qin was about to follow him when the supervisor stopped her: "Come with me, I have something else to arrange for you."
Li Qin glanced at Xia Jianguo and could only obediently follow behind her supervisor.
Li Qin followed the supervisor to the kitchen. The supervisor pointed to a pile of ingredients and instructed, "Cut all these fruits, plate them, and send them to the banquet hall later."
Li Qin looked at the pile of fruit and inwardly groaned. But she still picked up a knife and began to cut the fruit.
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