"You really don't blame me?"
Undeniably, after Tang Xu's death, she cared about Zhang Meiyu's feelings and those of other members of the Tang family.
Zhang Meiyu looked at Tang Xiaomin with love and suddenly hugged her.
A mother's embrace warmed so many children.
Although her adoptive parents loved her, when she knew she had birth parents, she had also longed for a day like this.
"Silly child, what parents would blame their own children."
"Tang Xu saved your life, that was his responsibility as an elder brother, and he did it willingly. From now on, I forbid you from saying such foolish things, and I forbid you from doubting yourself."
"Tang Xu hasn't been gone long, and everyone might be sad and distressed during this time. But you need to know, it's not your fault."
Zhang Meiyu was very good at comforting people, and Tang Xiaomin found it very helpful.
"I understand."
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Meiyu, while hugging her, fell asleep in Tang Xiaomin's arms.
After Tang Xu's accident, she was overcome with grief, and then she had to handle the funeral arrangements. She was truly exhausted.
Not wanting to wake her, Tang Xiaomin carefully placed Zhang Meiyu on the sofa.
She then carefully fetched a blanket and covered her.
She hadn't looked at her closely in a long time. There were many more white hairs on her head. A woman in her fifties looked like she was in her sixties.
Her great revenge was achieved, but she didn't feel particularly happy.
Now, the Tang family was either dead, imprisoned, or had become monks.
For the first time, Tang Xiaomin felt a sense of guilt.
...
Three days later.
In the president's office of Xianfu Group, Tang Xiaomin was idly playing with a newly delivered ornament.
It was Zhang Guo'er's skull, a trophy she had obtained after personally removing the flesh.
She intended to place Zhang Guo'er's skull in a conspicuous place in her office, a constant reminder of how devastating the consequences of showing mercy to an enemy could be.
She wanted to prevent such a thing from happening again.
Lu Xing reported the information he had investigated over the past three days to Tang Xiaomin, appearing very excited.
"Miss Tang, we've investigated, and President Yan is indeed on Ye Fengxing's private island!"
*Thump!*
The skull in her hand fell onto the desk with a sudden clatter.
Tang Xiaomin felt as if she had been electrocuted, her inner excitement beyond words.
Before, when Tang Xu had told her, she could still maintain her composure because it wasn't confirmed.
But now that it was confirmed Yan Jue was still alive, amid her excitement, her nose suddenly felt sore, and a playful tear slid from her eye.
"Good... good... very good."
"It's too good that he's still alive."
Despite smiling happily, her tears flowed uncontrollably.
For so many days and nights, she had suffered unbearable pain, a pain etched in her bones. She thought she would never see him again.
Now, fate had taken a turn.
She abruptly stood up.
"What are we waiting for? Arrange a private jet immediately and set off to find Yan Jue right away."
She couldn't wait another moment.
"Miss Tang, I have more information than just that. Perhaps you should let me finish speaking first."
"What else is there? Hurry and tell me."
Lu Xing suppressed the excitement on his face.
"Miss Tang, I also investigated and found that Meng Yiren is with President Yan."
"They have booked tickets on a luxury cruise. They will board the cruise ship when it passes the island."
"Meng Yiren?"
Mentioning Meng Yiren, Tang Xiaomin's face showed disdain.
"I never expected it to be her."
"A mere child, making a deal with the devil and selling her freedom. Now, she dares to act so brazenly right under my nose."
Lu Xing sighed in disappointment.
"I truly don't know what Yiren was thinking. There are countless paths, yet she chose the worst one. And she has let down all your efforts."
Tang Xiaomin sat back in her seat. Knowing that Yan Jue was safe, she felt relieved.
After a moment of thought, she made a decision.
"We'll board the cruise ship after they do. That way, they won't be able to escape."
"Miss Tang, that's a good plan."
"Arrange it immediately."
"Yes."
As soon as Lu Xing left,
The office door was suddenly and forcefully pushed open again.
Zhong Li burst in frantically, stumbling as he entered.
He looked as if he were being chased by a flood and a horde of beasts.
"Miss Tang... no... it's bad... it's bad..."
Before Zhong Li could finish speaking, another figure entered the office.
Yan Jun's eyes fell on the skull on the desk. He impolitely picked it up to examine it, commenting as he did.
"Female, in her early twenties, died of excessive blood loss, approximately a week ago. Am I correct?"
Yan Jun's voice was enchanting as he spoke matter-of-factly, yet it sent a chill down one's spine, like the background music in a horror movie.
"Give it back to me!"
Tang Xiaomin stood up, displeased, and snatched the skull from Yan Jun.
She disliked others touching her belongings without permission.
"Hey..."
Yan Jun was equally unwilling to let go and moved his hand. As a result, Tang Xiaomin failed to touch the skull but instead grabbed Yan Jun's wrist.
Just as she was about to let go, she suddenly felt a scorching warmth radiating from Yan Jun's wrist, and she could feel his pulse beating.
He was no longer cold.
Could it be!
"You? What's going on!"
Tang Xiaomin questioned sharply, a bad premonition rising in her heart.
Yan Jun smiled playfully.
"You're allowed to come to the mortal realm, so why can't I? If I want to come, what can you do about it?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaomin became angry.
"I've already returned the Underworld to you. Why aren't you staying there and instead coming up here?"
Speaking of the current Underworld, Yan Jun sighed helplessly.
"Everything is proceeding in an orderly fashion, a peaceful era, it's just too boring."
"Aren't you guys also coming up for a vacation because you're bored? I'm the same, I want to take a vacation too."
...
Tang Xiaomin was utterly speechless and cursed inwardly.
She rudely snatched her toy back from Yan Jun, saying grumpily,
"Since you're here, I can't interfere with your freedom. However, I still have to warn you."
"You take your vacation, but you'd best not interfere with my business. If you dare to encroach upon my interests, I will never let you go."
She could discuss anything else, but hindering her from making money was unacceptable.
"Zhong Li, see our guest out."
Tang Xiaomin placed the skull in her hand into a custom-made rhombic glass case, making it into an ornament and placing it on her desk, ignoring Yan Jun further.
She didn't even spare him an extra glance.
Zhong Li stepped forward and said coldly, "Yan Jun, you are not welcome here. Please leave."
Yan Jun looked at Tang Xiaomin with a complicated expression and turned away with a cold laugh.
"The skull in your hand has flaws; it's not a good piece of art. How about I find you a more perfect one another day?"