With Zhang Meiyu's personal endorsement, the guests at the banquet finally ceased their gossip.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't quite believe that Zhang Meiyu would say such protective words for her.
Could it be that she realized she had been deceived and finally had a change of heart, altering her opinion of her?
Seeing Tang Xiaomin frozen, Zhang Meiyu urged, "Hurry and go change your clothes with the butler. Come find me after you're done."
"Miss Xiaomin, please follow me."
Tang Xiaomin followed Butler Wang to a room in the hotel.
The incident happened so suddenly that Butler Wang quickly called the brand, asking them to send a gown for Tang Xiaomin.
However, the store was already closed, and it wouldn't be delivered in time.
Butler Wang looked at Tang Xiaomin with an apologetic expression, "Miss Xiaomin, it will take some time to deliver the gown, and I'm afraid it won't make it in time for tonight's banquet."
The mother and daughter had finally managed to get a semblance of presence, but they lacked a gown.
Butler Wang had done his best, and Tang Xiaomin didn't blame him for it.
"It's fine, it doesn't matter if I go or not."
"But the Madam seemed to really want you by her side tonight, and for that, she specifically asked me to prepare a gown for you to attend in full regalia." Su Dan Novel Network
Zhang Meiyu had likely truly found her conscience.
Unfortunately, she encountered a car accident, and perhaps her gown was torn by shattered glass when she saved the driver.
Everything seemed predestined; she and Zhang Meiyu could not have even a moment of peace.
Tang Xiaomin's phone vibrated at that moment. She took out her phone and saw a message from Ye Fengxing.
[Why didn't I see you at the banquet?]
The banquet!
Could it be...
[Are you attending the Tang family's banquet?]
[I happen to be at the hotel and wanted to see you.]
Tang Xiaomin felt the subtle flirtation in Ye Fengxing's words.
This man had modified a major project because of her designs.
He had also sent her a car, and knowing she drove fast, he intentionally set speed limits, which was very thoughtful.
It seemed as though he was interested in her.
In her previous life, Tang Xiaomin's entire focus was on the Tang family, and she had truly overlooked Ye Fengxing, being completely unaware of his feelings for her.
[My gown is torn, and I have nothing to wear.]
[Where are you? I'll have someone send one over.]
[Room 808]
Within five minutes, someone knocked on the door and delivered a pink gown to Tang Xiaomin.
Although the color was a "death Barbie pink," Tang Xiaomin had high beauty, a good figure, and fair skin.
The pink gown was not only not unsuitable but was worn exceptionally well by her.
At the banquet, Tang Yiyi, relying on the fact that she was the host, schemed to stand by Ye Fengxing's side.
"Brother Ye, you're here."
This address caused Ye Fengxing to frown almost imperceptibly.
Ye Fengxing's arrival at the Tang family banquet drew everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.
The reason was that he was not only tall and handsome but also extremely wealthy.
For such a perfect man, even if not all women could have him, their hearts still stirred for him.
Some even said enviously, "The Ye family has a marriage contract with the Tang family, so Tang Yiyi is lucky."
"Yes, at such a young age, to be favored by Young Master Ye, and to marry him in the future will make her the mistress of the Ye Corporation, a guaranteed winner in life."
"Alas, some people's lives are just that good, you can't envy them no matter how hard you try."
"Indeed, she's already taken."
"Hey, she's not married yet, who knows if it will work out in the future? As long as Young Master Ye isn't married, destiny is undecided, and anyone could be a dark horse."
...
Tang Yiyi stood beside Ye Fengxing, feeling a sense of floating on air as she perceived the envious gazes from all directions.
"Brother Ye, shall we go over there?" Tang Yiyi looked towards a secluded booth in the distance, one that could only accommodate two people.
She wanted to be alone with Ye Fengxing.
Suddenly, Ye Fengxing felt a strange sensation. He turned his head towards the direction that caused him to feel this way.
A figure in pink appeared there, immediately catching his eye and stunning him.
That person was Tang Xiaomin.
In his memory, Tang Xiaomin was always in jeans, a white T-shirt, and flat shoes, simple and unassuming.
This was the first time he had seen her dressed so captivatingly.
She was as beautiful as a flower.
And yet, she was not yet twenty years old.
In another two years, when she fully matured, she would undoubtedly be a delicate red rose in Shanghai, with countless men falling at her feet.
"Brother Ye, shall we go over there?" Tang Yiyi mustered her courage and asked again.
However, it was as if Ye Fengxing hadn't heard her. He walked directly to Tang Xiaomin's side.
Tang Xiaomin possessed a special charm. After interacting with her, Ye Fengxing desperately wanted to interact with her more.
Although he tried his best to control himself, telling himself that she was just a young girl not even twenty years old.
But as soon as he heard that the Tang family was holding a banquet at the hotel today, he couldn't help but push aside his other commitments and come.
Ye Fengxing stopped three steps away from Tang Xiaomin, which was indeed quite close, exceeding the polite distance between people.
He was one meter ninety tall and had a tall build.
Tang Xiaomin, at one meter sixty-eight, was considered tall among women.
However, in front of Ye Fengxing, she still appeared petite and delicate.
Ye Fengxing's gaze scanned Tang Xiaomin unreservedly. He was extremely pleased with this young girl, who was eight years his junior.
Ye Fengxing nodded with certainty. "Very beautiful."
Tang Xiaomin felt the intense aura emanating from Ye Fengxing and a barely perceptible heat in the depths of his eyes, her heart pounding.
After a pause, she smiled.
"It's all thanks to the gown you sent."
"I wasn't talking about the dress, I was talking about you."
...
Being praised like this, Tang Xiaomin felt a little embarrassed.
As the banquet progressed to the dance portion, the lights dimmed significantly, creating a hazy atmosphere.
Ye Fengxing extended an invitation to Tang Xiaomin.
"Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"
The way he phrased it implied that he, a rich and handsome bachelor, was bestowing a favor by asking, and who would dare refuse him.
Moreover, Tang Xiaomin already had an engagement contract with him, and betrothal gifts had even been exchanged.
Coupled with the fact that she had accepted gifts from him, it was difficult for her to refuse this dance.
Tang Xiaomin placed her hand in Ye Fengxing's. The moment their skin touched, she felt the scorching warmth of Ye Fengxing's palm.
A burning heat traveled from his palm to her body, causing a sensation of heat.
Ye Fengxing led Tang Xiaomin into the dance floor, swaying with the rhythm of the music.
It looked casual and unrestrained, not even truly dancing.
It was more like... the two of them were using dancing as an excuse to flirt on the dance floor.
Hot...
Tang Xiaomin was so hot that she was starting to sweat.
The lights were dim, and Ye Fengxing was tall, so from his perspective, he couldn't see Tang Xiaomin's discomfort at this moment.
"Don't you feel hot?" Tang Xiaomin suddenly asked.