After the apology, Madam ng and ng Ling finally decided to leave. They had no other choice anyway.
Yao Ran stared at their departing figures, and pride shone on her face. It seed that clinging to Yang Ming wasn't a mistake at all. Look how quickly they all bowed down to her! Her eyes glead.
Old Madam Yao stared at her granddaughter, pursing her lips. It seed that the young woman was far too blinded by power and desire that she didn't even know what she had gotten herself into. However, as this was her birthday banquet, this wasn't the right ti to reprimand her. The old woman turned her attention back to Yao Rong and Jiang Wan, who were already entertaining the other guests.
While Yao Ran was admiring the fruits of her labor, Yang Ming was trying to decide how to maximize his interest.
Although he had just reached a verbal agreent with the Head of the ng Family, he knew that it was a matter of ti before they change their minds.
Besides, if he could finally get first place in the competition with his own strength and capabilities, his status within the Yang Family would certainly rise. He might even be the candidate to beco the sole Yang Patriarch. His heart skipped a beat.
Yao Ran was just like any other high school student. It would be easy for her to hand over the data he needed.
"Well, are you satisfied by your husband's performance?" His sweet voice echoed into her ear as Yang Ming leaned closer.
Yao Ran froze. At first, she had thought about drugging Yang Ming so that he wouldn't leave her, but she was still—after all—a young girl. She didn't exactly know how to go about this.
Her face instantly turned red. Her porcelain face glead pink under the artificial light, and Yang Ming couldn't help but tilt his head. While he didn't like her, he did find her quite tolerable to look at.
"I'm satisfied, very satisfied," she stuttered.
"You're going to be an adult soon, you know," he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. From the outside, he appeared to be quite gentle and intimate.
"Two more weeks." Yao Ran bowed her head, not daring to look up at him. The plan she had made was thrown to the back of her mind.
"As you're my wife, wouldn't you want to have a grand celebration? How about I hold one for you? That way, we can also announce our relationship officially to the world."
Yao Ran's eyes widened montarily. This was the first ti soone had been considering her feelings. Yao Yuan and Qin Man had always treated her as so tool to show off and gain face...Ever since Yao Tang had appeared, their attention had already shifted sowhere else.
Just the thought of soone appearing in front of her, who had the power and influence she needed, while still willing to care for her made her heart soft.
"Yes," she said softly.
"Finally. You'll finally be mine." Yang Ming brushed her hair.
The fish took the bait.
Qin Man, who had been standing at the side, couldn't help but see how the two of them appeared to be so close together. The corners of her mouth twitched. While she had made her lose face, this wasn't the ti to be mad at her.
"Ranran, you know that I'll be representing the Yang Family in this competition, so you know just how important this is to ," he slowly said. "I want to stand out, and I need the dicine to do so."
His eyebrows furrowed over.
Yao Ran blinked. Of course. He wanted to know the results she had.
However, once she handed it over to him, wouldn't she lose a valuable asset?
She had already failed so many tis. She couldn't afford to take the risk.
"I do have so data," she slowly said. "But you know how many people I've already offended. My parents are also extrely disappointed in . Only you...only you stood by my side." She stared up at him with watery eyes.
After all, who would refuse her then?
"Of course, I'll always treat you well."
"I believe you," she responded. "But you have to promise three things."
"Go ahead." Yang Ming raised his eyebrows. While Yao Ran was ambitious, she was stupid. However, he didn't mind playing around with her. After all, she wasn't that bad to look at.
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