Seeing that Liu Yun had stopped messaging, Jiang Chengye got up and headed to the underground garage.
Before long, a black convertible Lamborghini Reventón roared out from the Jiang family villa.
“Woohoo!”
Feeling the rush of freedom, Jiang Chengye couldn’t help but let out a dragon-like roar.
It had been so long since he last felt this alive.
He sped all the way to the base of Tangyu Group.
His purpose was simple—he wanted to see whether Ye Chen was still stubbornly holding his post.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen was already gone.
Jiang Chengye knew why. That report had likely been seen by Tang Shiyu too.
That meant the plot was about to derail. Under normal circumstances, Ye Chen should’ve been invited to tonight’s Su family banquet. But now? Unless Tang Shiyu had a brain clot, there was no way she would invite him.
Ye Chen clearly realized this as well. Rather than sit around waiting to be humiliated, he had probably gone off to find another way into the Su family banquet.
Jiang Chengye looked up at the top floor. That was where Tang Shiyu’s office was.
Through the anti-peeping glass, he could just make out Tang Shiyu standing by the window, watching him.
He suddenly remembered the first time he arrived in this world—how awkward that confession to Tang Shiyu had been.
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
The Lamborghini Reventón roared once more and sped off into the distance.
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Tang Shiyu stood by the window, watching Jiang Chengye drive away. Her heart clenched tightly.
It hurt.
“Yuer, what are you looking at?” Wang Xia walked into the office with a stack of documents. Seeing Tang Shiyu standing still by the window, she called out, but got no response. She put the documents down and walked over—only to gasp in shock, “Yuer, you’re crying?!”
Only then did Tang Shiyu snap back to herself. “I’m not crying. I was just zoning out.”
“You’re not crying? There are still tear marks on your face,” Wang Xia said suspiciously, pointing to the traces on her cheeks.
Tang Shiyu touched her face—and sure enough, there were tears. But she had no idea why she was crying.
The moment she saw Jiang Chengye, a strange and indescribable feeling rose in her chest.
Her eyes had never left him, and she hadn’t even noticed when the tears began falling.
“Probably just stared too long and didn’t realize I was tearing up,” Tang Shiyu laughed.
Wang Xia glanced down below with a strange look. “Really? I didn’t see anything that was worth staring at.”
“Ah, forget it. Back to work! If you slack off again, I’ll dock your pay. And stop meddling in your boss’s personal life, or I’ll dock your pay again!” Tang Shiyu shoved Wang Xia back to her desk and threatened playfully. Visit novelping . com for the full chapter.
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Jiangbei residential complex.
Building 3, Unit 302.
Ye Chen’s dragon’s den.
At that moment, Ye Chen’s face was extremely grim.
He had thought that after years of killing overseas, his heart was already as cold as his blade.
But today, his defenses had crumbled. Everything that was once set in stone was now spinning out of control.
He wished he didn’t know what the future held.
Sometimes, knowing too much really wasn’t a good thing.
“Jiang Chengye, you better show up at the banquet tonight… If you don’t come, I’m going to lose it. Without you, my life feels completely lost. I finally realized… you’re the direction of my life,” Ye Chen murmured.
Though he didn’t have an invitation from the Su family, Ye Chen had plenty of ways to sneak in.
The real problem was that Jiang Chengye had to show up.
He got up and pulled out the suit he had prepared for the banquet from his wardrobe.
A brand-new high-end suit and a pair of freshly polished leather shoes.
Ye Chen gently caressed the suit. Originally, this was supposed to be something Tang Shiyu would take him to buy.
But now, unless Tang Shiyu had gone brain-dead, she’d never do that.
So this battle gear, he’d bought it himself.
“Eight o’clock tonight. As long as Jiang Chengye shows up, I’ll have the chance to explain everything to Yuer. With his temper, he’ll never stand for it. He’ll definitely come at me, and then everything will be back on track. Brother Chengye, you must come!”
Ye Chen was nearly kneeling in prayer at this point.
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Nightfall came swiftly.
Ye Chen got dressed. Everything was ready.
He hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Su family estate.
The Su family was considered a second-tier family in Jiangbei.
They worked with both Tangyu Group and Jiangcheng Group.
Their partnership with Tangyu Group was closer, while their dealings with Jiangcheng Group were mostly small projects.
Otherwise, Jiang Zhenhua wouldn’t have had a streamer substitute him and send Jiang Chengye instead.
Though the Su family was second-tier, to the average wealthy circles, they were still a big deal.
Most of Jiangnan’s prominent figures had gathered to celebrate.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chengye was driving his Lamborghini at high speed toward the Su family estate.
In the passenger seat sat a luxurious jewelry box.
It was his birthday gift for Old Madam Su—a pearl necklace.
If this were still the scripted plot, he’d have five or six bodyguards with him.
And the gift would be a priceless antique vase worth over 10 million yuan—stolen straight from his father’s study.
All for the sake of showing off in front of Tang Shiyu.
Such a “father-son bond.”
Jiang Chengye drove straight into the Su family’s villa courtyard. The doormen didn’t even dare ask for an invitation.
The car alone proved his identity. No further questions were needed for a vehicle like that.
After handing the car over to the valet, Jiang Chengye walked into the villa with the jewelry box.
Many guests had already arrived. As soon as they saw him, people came forward to greet him.
Though he was often a punchline behind his back, when standing before them in person, no one dared show a hint of disrespect.
After all, the Jiang family was one of the Four Great Families of Jiangbei.
Crushing small businesses like theirs would be effortless.
“Young Master Jiang is here! Please, this way!” said an elderly lady, approaching him with a group of attendants.
“I, Jiang Chengye, on behalf of my father, have come to wish you a happy birthday.” Jiang Chengye respectfully bowed, then presented the jewelry box. “This is a small gift from me.”
The crowd instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at Jiang Chengye in disbelief.
They all knew how arrogant and unruly he was. Normally, this guy would be lounging with his legs crossed, acting like royalty.
This sudden show of courtesy shocked Old Madam Su.
When had Jiang Chengye become so polite?
She took the gift with a face full of delight.
Having Jiang Chengye show up was already giving the Su family tremendous face. The other three great families hadn’t even sent a representative.
She never expected Jiang Chengye to bring a gift too—what a pleasant surprise.
“Young Master Jiang, how thoughtful of you! So thoughtful!” Old Madam Su said with joy.
After praising him a few more times, she left with the help of her attendants.