The person Yang Xinghe noticed walked into the milk tea shop.
The person who entered was a handsome man, accompanied by a beautifully dressed woman with a beaming smile.
The woman, arm in arm with the man, looked at him with a coquettish gaze that seemed to melt his heart.
"I don't care, I just want to drink milk tea. If I get fat, you can't complain about me."
The man patted the woman's buttocks with his large hand: "How could I dislike you? I love you too much to ask."
The man had just raised his head when he noticed two people, one big and one small, staring at him from a short distance away.
The man frowned, about to say what he was looking at, when he saw a man wearing sunglasses and a mask walking towards him.
Yang Xinghe removed his sunglasses, revealing a pair of alluring eyes that gleamed with a sinister light. He spoke coldly, "President Wang, you're quite the player."
Wang Wuneng shoved his secretary aside violently. The secretary, wearing sky-high heels, lost her balance and fell to the ground in a terrible state.
"This is my secretary. She has an injury on her foot, and I helped her to buy a cup of milk tea."
Wang Wuneng was sweating profusely, never expecting to see Yang Xinghe here.
This is his wife Yang Ling's third nephew!
He absolutely must stay calm in this kind of massive social disaster situation!
"Your secretary?" Yang Xinghe sized up Wang Wuneng, without even glancing at the secretary beside him.
Wang Wuneng pretended to be calm and nodded quickly: "Yes, it's my secretary. I brought her here because I was considerate of my subordinate and saw that she was a young girl who was injured."
The secretary got up from the ground and realized that Wang Wu was terrified of the handsome man in front of him, so she knew what to do.
After all, she was just a mistress who couldn't be brought into the open.
The secretary brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her voice gentle and her eyes harmless: "Our CEO, Mr. Wang, is diligent in his work and very caring towards his subordinates. If it weren't for Mr. Wang's help today, I don't know what I would have done."
Tuantuan put down her milk tea cup and ran to Yang Xinghe's side.
"Third brother, Uncle and Aunt have been married for five years now, right? They have such a good relationship."
Tuantuan has been learning from her sixth brother these past few days, and she's incredibly fast at recognizing numbers. Now she can even apply what she's learned.
Yang Xinghe knew his sister's capabilities. This was his sister indirectly telling him that Wang Wuneng, this man from a humble background, had betrayed his aunt for five years!
Wang Tiantian is only six years old this year!
"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? This is my secretary, not my wife."
Tuan Tuan stared at the two men's faces; they clearly had the air of adultery on their faces, and she couldn't be wrong.
"Whose child are you? What nonsense are you spouting? I'm just Mr. Wang's secretary!"
Yang Xinghe held his younger sister in his arms, his cold gaze instilling fear in Wang Wu.
Wang Wuneng immediately said, "Xiao Ma, you should go back now."
Yang Xinghe: "Go back where?"
Wang Wuneng quickly added, "Of course she should pack her bags and leave. She spoke rudely, and I can't keep a secretary like that around."
Wang Wu turned to look at his secretary, his voice cold and stern: "Go to the company's finance department now, get the money, and leave!"
The secretary was furious but dared not offend Wang Wuneng, so she had no choice but to leave the milk tea shop.
Tuantuan: "Didn't she sprain her ankle?"
Wang Wuneng: "..."
Is this child trying to hurt me?
Secretary Ma, who had only taken two steps, could only pretend to twist her ankle when she heard what Tuan Tuan said.
I hadn't taken more than two steps when, snap, it felt like my bones had shifted; this time I had really sprained my ankle.
Secretary Ma felt wronged and could only stand at the door and hail a taxi to the hospital.
Wang Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead and greeted Tuantuan with a smile: "You must be Tuantuan, the one your family found. You look like a very lucky child."
Tuantuan smiled sweetly: "Tuantuan also feels that she is a very lucky child."
Yang Xinghe nodded in agreement: "Of course, our Tuantuan is the luckiest child."
Wang Wuneng: "..."
No wonder Yang Ling came back complaining that her family had been bewitched by that child; whatever the child said, her family would nod in agreement.
Tuantuan wanted the stars in the sky, and the Yang family wished they could climb a ladder to the heavens and pluck them for her.
To break the awkward silence, Wang Wuneng said, "Tuantuan, your uncle will buy you milk tea. What flavor would you like?"
Yang Xinghe said with a cold face, "No need. This milk tea shop belongs to Tuantuan. They'll make whatever she wants to drink."
Wang Wuneng smiled awkwardly and said, "The Chinese restaurant up ahead has pretty good food. How about I treat you to dinner?"
Yang Xinghe remained indifferent: "No need. That shop will be transferred to Tuantuan's name anyway. She doesn't need you to treat her to a meal at her shop."
Wang Wuneng: "..."
What kind of family is this? They hand over all their businesses to a three-and-a-half-year-old baby. Have the Yang family gone mad?
What can a three-and-a-half-year-old understand?
These things are better given to him!
He's so good at managing money and doing business; the Yang family really mistook a fish eye for a pearl!
The scene was quite awkward for a moment. Wang Wuneng smiled and said, "Xinghe, Tuantuan, I'll be going now. I have an appointment with a client to discuss business. I'll give Tuantuan a gift next time we meet."
Yang Xinghe's expression became even colder and more ruthless. Wang Wu was taken aback; he hadn't said anything wrong!
"So you didn't really want to treat us to dinner; it was just an excuse you made up."
Wang Wuneng: "..."
Yang Xinghe completely killed the conversation.
Tuantuan asked in her childish voice, "Third brother, so Uncle didn't want to treat us to dinner, and deliberately chose your restaurant so that you would pay?"
Wang Wuneng: "..."
Can't this kid's thought process be a little less peculiar?
"No, really no. If you want to have dinner, I'll cancel the dinner immediately. We're family, outsiders can't compare to family, right?"
Wang Wu offered a fawning smile, hoping that Tuantuan and Yang Xinghe would give him some face.
There's nothing he can do; he got rich because of Yang Ling, and he only has his current status because of the Yang family.
Without the Yang family, he is nothing.
To put it bluntly, Tuantuan is now one of Wang Wuneng's biggest financial backers.
"So you do know that outsiders can't compare to family. It's lunchtime, shouldn't you invite my aunt to have lunch with you?"
Wang Wu nodded quickly, cooperating perfectly. Right in front of Yang Xinghe, he called Yang Ling and asked her out for dinner.
Yang Ling on the other end of the phone was in a great mood, feeling sweeter than if she had eaten candy.
After agreeing to the arrangement, Wang Wuneng hung up the phone.
Yang Xinghe relented: "You can go now."
Wang Wuneng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon: "Xinghe, Tuantuan, I'll be going now. I'll treat Tuantuan to dinner again later."
Wang Wuneng left with a smile, then turned around with a face full of indifference, disdain, and anger.
Looking at Wang Wuneng's retreating figure, Tuantuan said in her childish voice, "Third brother, something's wrong with him."
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