Tang Xiaomin said in a voice only she and Ye Lingyun could hear, "Give Tang Yiyi a red card."
Ye Lingyun stared at Tang Xiaomin, stunned.
The slight curve of her lips at that moment, though pleasant, instilled a sense of dread.
It was, after all, Liu Feng who, to stand up for Tang Yiyi, had issued a red card to Tang Xiaomin, along with Ye Lingyun.
Now, Tang Xiaomin, having just exposed Tang Yiyi's hypocrisy, was about to issue her a red card.
It was a case of an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
She was undeniably ruthless.
Recalling the murderous intent in her eyes earlier, Ye Lingyun shivered down his spine.
He swallowed hard and nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaomin smiled faintly at Ye Lingyun and left with the Tang family.
In the car, Tang Yu asked curiously, "Xiaomin, what does Young Master Lingyun kneeling there have to do with you?"
Tang Xiaomin couldn't be bothered to explain.
"Nothing."
...
Back at the Tang residence.
The first order of business was to tour the newly renovated room.
It was impressive, larger than Tang Yiyi's old room and a step up in terms of décor.
In the Tang family, this was the finest room.
Zhang Meiyu said, "Xiaomin, tell me if you need anything else, and I'll go buy it tomorrow."
Tang Xiaomin unceremoniously stated, "I want a decorative fish tank as large as the wall."
This request was simple enough.
Zhang Meiyu agreed, "Alright, I'll have one custom-made for you tomorrow."
Tang Yu added, "I know a client who happens to be in the ornamental fish business. Once the fish tank is installed, I'll pick out some beautiful fish for you."
...
The people in this household now fulfilled her every request.
In her previous life, she had been timid and hardworking, offering her efforts without complaint, yet she never received a kind word.
In this life, she had given them no pleasantries, and the day she had once yearned for had arrived.
How ironic.
Indeed, they only dared to bully the meek.
Tang Yiyi glanced at Tang Xiaomin's room, her anger burning, and stormed away.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaomin said, "I want to rest."
After the Tang family members left.
Tang Xiaomin took a shower and prepared for bed, receiving a message from Ye Fengxing.
"Can I call you?"
Ye Fengxing's attentiveness and consideration were evident to anyone; it was clear he had feelings for her.
She recalled how, in her past life, whenever she tried to break off their engagement, he had stubbornly refused. And when she returned to the Tang family and faced their scolding.
Ye Fengxing, seemingly innocent, had done nothing.
However, his unwavering insistence had indirectly led to her tragedy.
What was the point of his kindness now?
Tang Xiaomin didn't reply, tossed her phone aside, and collapsed onto the bed, hugging her skull-shaped pillow as she slept.
In her dream.
A giant red moon hung in the sky.
A man in black sat lazily on a black sofa.
The lighting was dim, obscuring his face; only the faint smile on his lips was visible.
"Minmin, don't you miss me?"
This person...
No, a demon from hell, and also the current CEO of the Underworld Group.
Her...
Upon seeing him, Tang Xiaomin felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
She said helplessly.
"Well... there's life and death. We're no longer from the same world, let's break up."
The reason she could so brazenly harvest kidneys in the Underworld was thanks to Yan Jue.
He had taught her so much, so much...
The man remained seated, his long fingers habitually twirling the black ring on his thumb.
The one she had given him.
"You ran away when I wasn't looking. It's time to come back."
Who would want to die when they could live?
"Not yet. Wait for me... wait for fifty years. I'll come find you after fifty years. Heh, it'll be soon."
"If you're not honest, I'll drag you down tonight."
It was over. He was going to claim her life.
"No, you can't break the rules. Don't you remember?"
"Then I'll come find you."
...
"Are you going to reincarnate?"
If she reincarnated, she would lose her memories. What would be the point of finding her then? They would be separated automatically.
"My dear, wait for me."
After the man uttered words Tang Xiaomin couldn't comprehend, she suddenly woke up with a shiver in her bed.
Quantum mechanics suggested that if one person missed another intensely enough, they could reach their dreamscape.
Or perhaps, it was simply her own dream?
Tang Xiaomin faintly heard the sound of a piano. She checked the time; it was only ten-thirty. She had only been asleep for a short while before dreaming.
Discarding the skull pillow in her hand, Tang Xiaomin went down to the piano room on the first floor.
It was so late, yet Tang Yiyi was still practicing. This piece...
Tang Xiaomin's lips curved into a smile, and she walked in.
Tang Xiaomin's arrival interrupted the collaboration between Tang Ye and Tang Yiyi.
Tang Ye said impatiently, "Why are you here?"
Due to the renovations at home, Tang Ye and Tang Yiyi hadn't been able to practice.
The school anniversary performance was approaching, and they needed to practice diligently.
Tang Xiaomin asked, "Did you compose the piece you were just playing?"
Tang Ye rolled his eyes at Tang Xiaomin and then looked proudly at Tang Yiyi.
"This is Yiyi's original composition. What do you know?"
Tang Yiyi's original composition?
It was an absolute ghost story.
That was a piece she had jotted down on impulse before, then found unsatisfactory and thrown away.
How did it become Tang Yiyi's original composition?
Tang Xiaomin asked again, "Are you planning to perform this piece at the school anniversary?"
Tang Ye said irritably, "What business is it of yours? For an opportunity like the school anniversary performance, is there anything wrong with Yiyi showcasing her talent?"
"Yiyi plans to enter the entertainment industry like me. She has both looks and talent, and she's bound to be famous."
Tang Ye said proudly.
Pfft...
Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but laugh.
"Tang Xiaomin, get out. Don't disturb our practice," Tang Ye said impatiently.
Tang Xiaomin looked at Tang Ye and Tang Yiyi, a mixture of amusement and exasperation on her face, and turned to leave.
The trash she had thrown away was actually admired so highly by Tang Ye.
Truly a frog in a well who had never seen the world.
Passing through the living room, Tang Xiaomin noticed Steward Wang still going to Zhang Meiyu's room so late.
Tang Xiaomin stealthily followed him and eavesdropped on their conversation from outside.
In the bedroom, Steward Wang said, "Madam, Lawyer Zhang has already drafted the lawsuit. We can file it against Li Xue tomorrow. The evidence is conclusive; she won't escape."
Because of Aunt Xue's matter, the relationship between Zhang Meiyu and Tang Zhongcheng had already broken down, though they were outwardly pretending nothing was wrong.
Zhang Meiyu became more and more furious the more she thought about this.
At the mere mention of Li Xue's name, her usually elegant face was filled with venomous hatred.
"Sue her. Sue her fiercely, until she has nothing left and is sentenced to ten years or more in prison. Otherwise, my heart's hatred will not be appeased."
"Madam, you'll be able to see Li Xue being forcibly taken to the prosecutor's office for questioning tomorrow. It's best to rest early."
Steward Wang withdrew from the room.