Tang Yu suddenly understood.
In the end, Tang Xiaomin still considered her mother and this family.
Tang Yu was deeply moved, his nose suddenly felt sore. He had a thousand words he wanted to express.
But when the words reached his lips, only a few remained: "Xiaomin, thank you, big brother."
Having such a sister was truly a blessing he had cultivated over several lifetimes. Tang Yu was overwhelmed with emotion.
Tang Xiaomin gave him a look and got to the point.
"You need to manage the Tang Corporation well. If there are any mistakes and you can't make money, you won't get a single cent from me. I don't care if you have a child to support."
Tang Yu still had that touched expression, and she wasn't sure if he was listening to her.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't be bothered to deal with him and went inside.
Zhang Meiyu said, "Xiaomin, give me your boyfriend's clothing sizes another day."
Tang Xiaomin looked at Zhang Meiyu in surprise. Why did she feel like she wasn't as sad as before?
Had she moved on so quickly?
"Mom, what do you need Yan Jue's clothing sizes for?"
Zhang Meiyu showed a loving expression.
"Mom is just idle, I want to knit sweaters for all of you."
Sweaters...
Tang Xiaomin really wanted to say that she didn't really like wearing sweaters, but Zhang Meiyu had become obsessed after learning how to knit.
Knitting a sweater was a tedious task, involving repetitive movements. Every stitch contained her emotions, which couldn't be measured by money. Su Dan Novel Network
But she was afraid she would overwork herself and strain her eyes.
"Mom, it's still summer, isn't it a bit early to knit sweaters?"
"It's not early, if I knit them now, they'll be ready for winter."
Tang Xiaomin was speechless.
It seemed she was determined to do this.
"Mom, is your current mental state really up to knitting sweaters?"
When Tang Xu was mentioned, Zhang Meiyu's face was filled with sorrow.
Her son was gone, and as a mother, her heart was broken.
"I dreamed of Tang Xu last night. He told me in my dream that he's doing well now and that I shouldn't worry about him."
Tang Xiaomin had forgotten that Tang Xu could still communicate with Zhang Meiyu in her dreams.
"Actually... when people die, they go to another world in a different form, like what scientists say... a higher dimension... just like three-dimensional space cannot comprehend four-dimensional space..."
The more she explained, the more it sounded like a fantasy.
The more she spoke, the deeper the sorrow on Zhang Meiyu's face became.
Tang Xiaomin didn't want to continue this sad topic and quietly returned to her room.
Lying on the bed, he thought about many things, about Tang Xu, and couldn't fall asleep.
After a sleepless night, the next morning, Yan Jue arrived on time to take her to school.
"Minmin, did someone scold you? You look so glum."
Yan Jue's first thought was about those people from the Tang family. Only with their peculiar relationship could they affect Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin shook her head.
"It's nothing."
"Then why?"
Tang Xiaomin asked Yan Jue a profound question.
"Yan Jue, tell me, is it better to be alive or dead?"
Yan Jue chose the latter without even thinking about it.
"It's rush hour now, Minmin, look at the crowded pedestrians on the road. They're all in a hurry, rushing around for their livelihoods. They repeat the same work day after day, with no room for thought."
"In this state of life, what is the meaning of their existence?"
What people called big city life today was precisely this true portrayal.
Work, go home, earn money. Houses, cars, money, controlled their thoughts.
If there was truly a nineteenth level of hell, it would be the mortal world.
Tang Xiaomin was lost, she couldn't understand why the world was like this.
Was it progress, or had it reached a dead end?
But then again, what did the state of the world have to do with her?
As long as she was happy.
Before getting out of the car, her heart felt suddenly open, and her mood improved immensely.
She gave Yan Jue a big hug, feeling instantly energized and full of vitality.
"I'm going now. Remember to pick me up this afternoon. If you don't come, I won't go back," Tang Xiaomin said playfully, acting spoiled with Yan Jue and winking at him mischievously.
If anyone saw it, they would probably get goosebumps from the saccharine display.
Looking at Tang Xiaomin, who was so dependent on him, Yan Jue's heart felt like it was being lightly tickled by a feather, warm, itchy, and burning.
"When you're like this, I really don't want to leave."
"Hurry up and go, I was just teasing you."
"Minmin, I'm serious, I don't want to leave."
Beep beep beep...
The impatient honking of a car behind them could be heard.
"There's a car coming from behind, you should go quickly."
Yan Jue didn't care. His car was a limited edition Rolls-Royce, with the license plate number, Mo A8888.
Who would be foolish enough to crash into him?
After a long stalemate, the driver of the car behind finally couldn't hold back and poked his head out.
"Could you please move forward a bit and give way?"
"Okay, okay, we're moving."
If someone showed her respect, Tang Xiaomin wouldn't be unreasonable.
Since Yan Jue wouldn't move, she walked around to the back of the car and placed a hand on it, pushing it forward.
Seeing Tang Xiaomin's actions from the rearview mirror, Yan Jue shook his head helplessly. He couldn't do anything about her.
Pushing a car was not difficult for Tang Xiaomin, but he couldn't bear to see it.
Reluctantly, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Tang Xiaomin clapped her hands and walked into the school gate.
As soon as she entered Class Thirteen, Lin Keke rushed up to her.
"Xiaomin, have you heard? Lu Sisi has declared war on Young Master Yun."
"Declared war?"
Tang Xiaomin didn't expect Lu Sisi to be so spirited and have so many tricks.
"That's right, hehe... I wonder if Lu Sisi ate the wrong medicine to dare to declare war on Young Master Yun. I think she's just banking on being a woman, thinking Young Master Yun won't hit women."
"Xiaomin, what are you planning to do?"
What to do?
Since it had come to a declaration of war, let's play big.
"Watch the show."
"Ah? Xiaomin, aren't you going to do anything?"
Hearing this, a cold smile curved Tang Xiaomin's lips, and she said nothing more.
...
In the afternoon, at an abandoned factory, Lu Sisi and Ye Lingyun had agreed to a one-on-one fight here.
A large crowd of spectators had already gathered, waiting to watch the drama. Most of them were supporters of F2.
The spectators pointed and jeered at Lu Sisi.
"Are you crazy? You failed to seduce him, and now you're challenging Young Master Yun. I think you've got water in your brain."
"Pah! I hate this kind of persistent trouble the most. Do you think by pestering him endlessly, you'll get Young Master Yun's attention? Impossible!"
"You dare to challenge Young Master Yun based on what? Do you know that Young Master Yun is a top-tier Taekwondo black belt holder and a champion? He could kill you with one punch. If you know what's good for you, kneel down and apologize!"