Yaxin spoke confidently, with an aggressive deanor as if Xiao Xi owed her sothing.
"Don’t you feel ridiculous and absurd? Just like a clown."
Zhang Min, who had been standing silently nearby, walked over to Xiao Xi, a motherly smile at the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Xi, Yaxin is still young and clueless, don’t bother with her. Since we’re all family, let Jing Han help the company."
Xiao Xi disdainfully removed Zhang Min’s hand, her eyes filled with an autumn chill: "Watching you and your daughter go to Hell wouldn’t even satisfy , so why do you think I’d help you?"
Zhang Min clenched her back teeth, doing her best to suppress the anger within: "Your father is old and can’t handle such changes. For all he’s done in raising you, you should help out."
Li Manman couldn’t take any more, her words sharp as knives: "Didn’t Han Guanghong father that one too? The last crisis was resolved with Lu Jinghan’s money. Even by rotation, it would be your daughter’s turn, wouldn’t it?"
"Our family discussions aren’t open to outsiders like you."
Zhang Min’s pupils widened, seemingly poisoned, and her voice rose so pitches.
"You’re really bold, aren’t you? Xiao Xi has never recognized you as family."
Li Manman glanced toward the doorway and spoke mockingly: "Oh, isn’t that your good son-in-law? Hurry up and greet him, stop lingering here."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xi looked over too, with just one glance she saw Zhao Ziyi as a frivolous player.
Zhang Min glared viciously at Xiao Xi and Li Manman, then swapped for a fawning smile, pulling Yaxin toward the door.
"Ziyi is here, your uncle is already waiting in the private room."
Zhao Ziyi scanned Yaxin unabashedly, a wicked smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "Then let’s go inside and talk."
"Alright, alright, we’ll eat and chat."
With that, Zhang Min subtly warned Yaxin with her eyes, forcibly leading her into the private room.
Li Manman picked up a goblet from the table, sipped the red wine, and spoke with schadenfreude: "Watching them hit hard luck makes so happy, I might set off firecrackers to celebrate."
Xiao Xi nodded silently with a smile, even though what Li Manman said was sowhat unkind, it fit the timing well.
In the private room, Yaxin sat stoically at the table, looking at Zhao Ziyi with resentnt.
Given her looks, she could easily find a better man; why should she marry this known playboy?
Han Guanghong at the dining table accompanied by a smile: "I wonder when Ziyi can transfer the money to our company’s account; your uncle really can’t hold on any longer."
Zhao Ziyi raised an eyebrow, his lustful eyes landing on Yaxin: "Why not have Miss Han accompany tonight? After we register the marriage tomorrow, 20 million will be transferred to your company; once pregnancy is confird, the remaining 20 million will imdiately be credited."
The reason Zhao Ziyi was willing to help the Han Family was because his family was pressuring him to find a noble lady to have a child with.
Alas, in high society, no one was willing to marry their daughter to him, the playboy, except Han Guanghong who actively offered.
Yaxin, furious, was about to overturn the table and leave, but Zhang Min held her back.
"It seems Miss Han is sowhat reluctant. If the deal doesn’t go through, let’s still keep good faith and I won’t disturb you then."
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