CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 120: ARE YOU SMITTEN? (10)

Although the Tang Group is facing a crisis, and the Tang Family isn’t as prestigious as it seems, in order to maintain their social standing and uphold the formality of a wealthy family, Shen Wanqing’s handbags are consistently high-end, with quality that’s, needless to say, guaranteed.

With that, Tang Yanqi winced in pain, and the body that was standing up staggered once more.

Gripping the shattered bracelet tightly, Tang Yanqi lowered her head, lips tightly pressed, her entire demeanor exuding a chilling aura.

When she raised her head again, her gaze was icily aloof, like a snow lotus on a mountain peak, looking down on everything, dismissive of everyone, and her gaze fell on Tang Ruhai.

Shen Wanqing was coaxing Tang Qing nearby, while still cursing, and Tang Ruhai hadn’t uttered a word since earlier. Facing Tang Yanqi’s gaze now, he inexplicably shuddered. He was twenty years older than Tang Yanqi, but seeing her like this, Tang Ruhai felt a kind of unnamed fear.

Tang Yanqi didn’t speak, just quietly stared at him, and after a moment, her lips curled into a barely noticeable cold smile. Turning around, a voice as chilly and devoid of warmth as ice resonated: "Tang Ruhai, I’d advise you to control your wife and child."

Saying this, Tang Yanqi slightly tilted her head, eyes locked on Tang Ruhai: "Drop your superior attitude in front of me. Without me, what do you think the Tang Family would count for?"

Tang Yanqi’s voice wasn’t loud, yet each word dropped like a stone hitting the ground.

Tang Ruhai’s expression was taut, suddenly understanding what was causing his fear. When Tang Yanqi’s figure disappeared, Shen Wanqing was still swearing, and Tang Ruhai suddenly shouted: "Everyone shut up."

Tang Yanqi’s words were not mere alarmism; without her cooperation, what would the Tang Family be now?

The downfall of the Tang Family was almost plainly visible to everyone. Even with the Shengshi Group’s investment, it was merely a drop in the bucket. The greatest pride the Tang Family held now was simply that their daughter was the wife of Shengshi Group’s young master, and just this alone was enough to earn them respect, but it could equally mean their reliance on maintaining their status was solely this.

So once Tang Yanqi stops cooperating, they will completely lose this only leverage. In this circle, there’s never any warmth or coldness, only a crowd pushing against a fallen wall.

Rather than saying they grasp the soft spot of Tang Yanqi, it’s more apt to say they are depending on her.

As Tang Yanqi walked out of the Tang Group’s gates, looking at the bracelet in her hand, the anger dissipated, replaced by a sense of desolation and self-reproach. She had been careless; she couldn’t even protect her mother’s favorite thing. What else could she do?

Using a tissue to wrap the bracelet broken into three pieces and putting it in her bag, it was only then that Tang Yanqi noticed a wound on her hand had somehow already cracked open. The part that had originally healed was torn again, and bright red blood stained the wrapped gauze. Only then did Tang Yanqi belatedly realize it seemed to hurt a bit.

Not paying much attention to the injury, Tang Yanqi checked the time. It was already after class if she returned to school, and it seemed too early to go back to the villa. Tang Yanqi walked slowly along the street. The sun was scorching, but Tang Yanqi liked this feeling, as though the sunlight from the sky could dispel the gloom in her heart.

Her experiences may be very dark, her life perhaps very grey, but she kept striving to find sunlight. So, without knowing when it started, whenever she was in a bad mood, Tang Yanqi liked to sunbathe.