Tang Xiaomin looked at Ye Fengxing, who had become so dispirited, with helplessness.
"Perhaps you don't love me, perhaps it's just unwillingness."
Tang Xiaomin turned and walked away.
Suddenly, her foot felt heavy. She looked down and was startled.
Ye Fengxing was clinging desperately to one of her legs, refusing to let go.
"Tang Xiaomin, you can't leave! You accepted my proposal and betrothal gifts, so you have to be responsible for me to the end. You can only marry me!"
What kind of twisted logic was this? So much time had passed, and he was still bringing up the past.
"Even married couples get divorced! We settled things long ago, let go of me!"
Tang Xiaomin frowned and forcefully tried to pull her leg away from Ye Fengxing's grasp.
But Ye Fengxing's strength was considerable, and he held on tightly, unwilling to release her.
"Let go, or I'll get serious with you!" Tang Xiaomin warned.
Ye Fengxing held her leg, his eyes red, and said, "I won't let go even if I die!"
Bang!
Ye Fengxing was kicked hard, flying several meters and falling to the ground.
Tang Xiaomin stared in shock at Yan Jue beside her. His face was terrifyingly grim, clearly enraged.
Tang Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat. She had been so engrossed in her argument with Ye Fengxing that she hadn't realized when Yan Jue had arrived.
"Yan Jue... When... When did you get here?"
A flicker of disappointment flashed in the depths of Yan Jue's unfocused eyes.
He said nothing, his gaze fixed on Ye Fengxing not far away. He walked over.
"Yan Jue!"
"I just ran into him by chance. He's drunk and acting crazy. Just kick him and let it go."
Tang Xiaomin said to let it go.
However, Ye Fengxing's unruly bodyguards had already surrounded the two of them.
"How dare you touch Young Master Feng? None of you will live!"
Without a word, several bodyguards lunged forward.
Slap, slap!!
Tang Xiaomin immediately slapped the bodyguard who had spoken twice, stunning him.
"Are you tired of living? Get lost!"
For such meager wages, was it worth risking their lives?
The bodyguard looked at Tang Xiaomin in confusion. Tang Xiaomin immediately followed with a punch, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
This made the remaining bodyguards hesitate, as their opponent was clearly formidable.
Ye Fengxing was helped up by a bodyguard and looked over coldly.
"Get away from here!"
The bodyguards who had surrounded Tang Xiaomin and Yan Jue quickly retreated behind him.
Yan Jue swaggered over, putting his arm around Tang Xiaomin's shoulder to assert his claim, and Tang Xiaomin allowed him to do so.
The difference between love and not loving was so simply demonstrated.
Yan Jue sneered, "Ye, you only dare to sneak attack and hide behind a pile of scrap metal. If you're a man, face me head-on. I guarantee I'll beat you to death. Show me all your trump cards."
Ye Fengxing had lost, having been outmaneuvered by Tang Xiaomin's schemes. Yan Jue had previously held him in higher regard.
He disdained to lay hands on someone who couldn't fight back. He led Tang Xiaomin away from Ye Fengxing.
In the car, Yan Jue's expression was grim.
No matter who it was, seeing their girlfriend entangled with another man late at night would be upsetting.
Tang Xiaomin asked curiously, "When did you guys arrive?"
"Miss Tang, we've been here for a while. President Yan said he wanted to pick you up immediately..."
"Shut up!" Yan Jue suddenly snapped.
Zhong Li dared not say another word.
The atmosphere in the car was eerily silent, Yan Jue quietly smoked.
The more he was like this, the more Tang Xiaomin felt like she had done something wrong, though it wasn't intentional.
Fine, she would stay away from Ye Lingyun from now on. She always felt that guy had ill intentions.
Meanwhile.
At a resort, Tang Ye, who was seeking inspiration and creating with peace of mind, received an unwelcome visitor.
"Miss Ye, what brings you to visit a recluse like me?"
The woman standing before Tang Ye had scratches on her face and gruesome scars on her exposed arms.
Ye Die said, "Do you see these scars on me? They're all thanks to Tang Xiaomin."
"It's also my fault for underestimating her, which allowed her to bring me to this state."
Tang Ye sneered inwardly. What were her scars compared to what she could have done? It was a mercy she hadn't been stabbed to death.
However, facing her dozen-plus bodyguards, he dared not speak such words. A wise person doesn't fight when the odds are against them.
"Miss Ye, grievances have their source, debts have their owner. Tang Xiaomin has enmity with you, you should go find her, why come to me?"
Ye Die calmly sipped her tea. After learning the truth about Tang Xiaomin, she naturally couldn't rush headlong to settle the score. Doing so would yield no benefit.
Therefore, she sought out someone from the Tang family.
"Last year, you were a hot idol in Modu, your career was bright, and your future was full of promise."
"Now, you've been forced to retire and become an obscure creator. With your talents, you shouldn't be living like this."
"Don't you want to reclaim everything you've lost?"
Tang Ye's thoughts drifted back to the previous year.
At that time, wherever he went, security would clear the way first, and he would be accompanied by a group of people for protection.
Now, he wore sunglasses, and even when occasionally recognized, it didn't cause much of a stir.
The world changes, and people drift apart.
Ye Die looked at the dejected Tang Ye and continued.
"I can help you return to the entertainment industry. It's a simple matter for me."
Honestly, after leaving the entertainment industry, Tang Ye found life incredibly difficult.
The money he earned from writing a song with all his effort was less than what he used to earn from a casual advertisement.
His quality of life had plummeted, and he was deeply resentful. He had thought about returning to the entertainment industry countless times.
Although it would mean breaking his word, it was nothing compared to his future. How many people in the entertainment industry hadn't broken their word? Sudannovel.com
"Miss Ye, you've come to see me and are willing to help me. What are your conditions?"
There's no such thing as a free lunch. Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, Tang Ye knew this well.
A subordinate placed a document in front of Tang Ye. Tang Ye opened it and read.
The content was simple: Ye Die would help him find resources, and the profits would be split three-seven, with Tang Ye getting three and Ye Die getting seven.
"I admire your talent, and I'm optimistic about your earning potential. We're simply cooperating to make money together. What do you say?"
Such a good deal was like a pie falling from the sky.
Ye Die had power and influence; no one dared to defy her. She could make anyone famous.
Looking at the dozen-plus bodyguards surrounding him, Tang Ye had no other choice. He signed his name without hesitation.
"Miss Ye, thank you for your recognition."
Tang Ye stood up and proactively shook Ye Die's hand, thus reaching an agreement.
Ye Die said, "Time is money. Let's return to Modu immediately and start working to make money."