As the words fell, the sound of high heels tapping on the floor came from the direction of the main door.
Wang Ye turned his head to look and saw a pair of fair, long legs come into view.
Looking further up, he saw a tight-fitting professional outfit hugging a perfect figure. Stunningly beautiful features, long black hair. Her demeanor was incomparably noble!
Those long legs walked with an elegant gait, each step seemed as if it was stepping on the hearts of men, stirring restless desires.
Everyone was mesmerized; this was none other than the top businesswoman elite of Yun City... Xia Qingxin.
A top socialite with both beauty and brains, possessing assets worth tens of billions.
Seeing that it was Xia Qingxin who came over, Su Yuanqiao hurriedly got up to greet her.
But under everyone's gaze, Xia Qingxin strode directly towards Yang Junsheng.
Yang Junsheng's heart thudded with excitement, for he thought that Xia Qingxin had come for him.
"Director Xia, I have long admired your great reputation. Seeing you today, you are indeed as beautiful as the legends say, unmatched in your splendor!" Yang Junsheng stretched out his hand, wanting to greet Xia Qingxin.
Xia Qingxin ignored him and instead looked down at the check on the floor that she had stepped on with her high heels.
Then she raised her hand and slapped Yang Junsheng across the face.
"Slap!"
The crisp sound echoed through the entire hall.
At that moment, the whole room went silent.
Everyone was stunned, Yang Junsheng even more so.
Covering his swollen cheek, he asked Xia Qingxin in aggrievance, "Director Xia, what is this for? I haven't offended you in any way, have I?"
Without answering, Xia Qingxin slapped him on the face with the back of her hand.
"Slap!"
Another crisp and resounding sound.
After hitting him, Xia Qingxin, without any explanation, turned her head to Wang Ye, "Little junior brother, with your senior sister here, no one can bully you!"
After speaking, she also tenderly stroked Wang Ye's head.
Wang Ye tilted his head and smiled naively, "Senior Sister, this isn't good! I'm an adult now."
"You've grown up, have you? You don't take your senior sister seriously anymore?" Xia Qingxin pretended to be angry as she prodded Wang Ye's head.
The others were all dumbfounded, no one expected that this little Taoist was actually the junior brother of Yun City's number one businesswoman, Xia Qingxin!
"Old Master Su, the betrothal gifts for my junior brother Wang Ye have been prepared. I can solve the financial crisis of the Su family," Xia Qingxin then said, turning to Su Yuanqiao.
Su Yuanqiao was still in shock when a team of tall and beautiful women in red cheongsams entered the hall, each holding a box in their hands.
In the forefront, a sixty-something-year-old man in traditional Chinese dress spoke out loudly:
"Wang family's betrothal gift list:"
"A pair of Golden Ruyi, a pair of Jade Ruyi."
"A set of 24k pure gold jewelry."
"A ten-carat flawless square-cut diamond ring."
"..."
"Betrothal cash of eighty-eight million eight hundred eighty thousand."
The lavish betrothal gifts dazzled everyone present.
Such high standards were extremely rare even in the whole of Yun City.
"These betrothal gifts must cost about fifty million!"
"Fifty million? I think it's more than that. Just that diamond ring alone is worth over ten million."
"Right, and those pairs of Ruyi, they seem to be antiques, and each is no less than one million in value. Altogether, it must be around a hundred million."
"Indeed, it's Director Xia; her approach is distinctive."
"Junior Brother, are you satisfied with the betrothal gifts your senior sister has prepared?" Xia Qingxin asked gently.
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Wang Ye thought for a moment and took the lead, "Satisfied. But Senior Sister, aren't these betrothal gifts too valuable? I'll pay you back after I've earned enough money."
At this moment, Wang Ye still didn't know what a billion meant. If he had to earn it himself, he probably couldn't pay it back in this lifetime.
"You ungrateful little brat," Xia Qingxin slapped Wang Ye's face with a smack.
Of course, the slap didn't have any real force behind it; on the contrary, it gave off a feeling of intimacy to those watching.
At this point, everyone was watching Xia Qingxin's performance in silence.
Yang Junsheng, with the prints of two slaps on his face, felt both anger and hatred in his heart, but he didn't dare do anything about it.
In Yun City, Xia Qingxin was a big shot. The Yang family was not powerful enough to confront her. Those two slaps they had to endure were simply endured.
They would just have to find another opportunity to take their revenge.
"By the way, I'm giving you this restaurant as an engagement gift," Xia Qingxin added.
An engagement gift?
Xia Qingxin's words shocked everyone once again.
"Tiansheng Restaurant as an engagement gift? You can't be serious, this restaurant is worth ten billion!"
"Yes, indeed, Xia Qingxin, Yun City's top female entrepreneur, is truly generous."
"Is that the point? The point is she's giving the restaurant to her junior brother, how extremely good is that for him!"
"Exactly, this relationship is far from simple."
Yang Junsheng was completely stunned; it was one thing that Wang Ye was Xia Qingxin's junior brother, but she was so good to him? Was their relationship really just that of a senior sister and junior brother?
After he had humiliated Wang Ye like that, could Xia Qingxin let it go? At this thought, Yang Junsheng's heart shook with fear.
"Senior Sister, I think I should decline the restaurant," Wang Ye said, trying to refuse.
"Shut up!" Xia Qingxin scolded directly, "Just do as your senior sister says."
Facing such a domineering senior sister, Wang Ye felt helpless. After all, who asked him to be just a junior brother?
"Old Master Su, the marriage proposal is ready, and now that the betrothal gifts are prepared, as Wang Ye's guardian, I'd like to discuss their wedding with you. What do you think?" Xia Qingxin asked Su Yuanqiao politely.
"This old man has no opinion, everything is up to CEO Xia."
In front of Xia Qingxin, how could Su Yuanqiao dare to have any opinion?
"Well then, let's set the formal wedding to be one month from now," Xia Qingxin declared with authority.
"I disagree," came the high-pitched voice of Su Wanqing.
"I will not marry him, this marriage agreement can't count."
Su Wanqing took the marriage contract from her grandfather's hand, approached Wang Ye with a cold expression, "Taoist Wang Ye, this is the new century, there's no such thing as a written marriage contract! We're strangers, there's no benefit in marrying, please leave!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Since Su Wanqing was unwilling, perhaps it really shouldn't be forced. After all, a melon forced off its vine is not sweet.
He would have to look for another way to find out about his origin.
"Alright then, may we meet again if fate wills it, Miss Su! I hope the Su family will not suffer the censure of the Heavenly Dao for this," Wang Ye agreed, taking the marriage contract from Su Wanqing's hands and turned to leave.
"Junior brother..." Xia Qingxin immediately wanted to stop him; after all she had said, if the Su family disagreed with the marriage, wouldn't that be a slap in her face?
However, at this moment, Elder Master Su on the main seat suddenly screamed in agony.
He then started foaming at the mouth and collapsed to the ground.
"Grandfather, what's wrong with you, grandfather?"
Su Wanqing saw Elder Master Su collapsing and immediately panicked.
The guests at the scene were thrown into chaos as well.
Today was Elder Master Su's seventieth birthday, and if he were to pass away just like that, it would be a huge scandal.
Wang Ye turned back and immediately spotted something amiss.
It turned out that Elder Master Su had been suffering from insufficient blood and a sluggish pulse. The Shariputra on his chest had absorbed a great deal of his Vital Energy, which led to a drastic change in his condition, insufficient blood supply to his brain, causing him to collapse.
"Doctor, doctor, call a doctor quickly."
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