Chapter 730 — An Awkward Scene
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"A marriage alliance is always a minor matter. Even if I marry you, when the interests of the Chen and Song families clash, I still won't be able to help you." Qiu Lingshan spoke calmly. "So although we are sworn brothers now, when that time comes, I can't speak for the Song family—but I personally will support you."
"Hearing you say that makes me very happy." Chen Yuxuan smiled.
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Wei Zhao left the intensive care ward and headed straight for Tang Zhi's room. Tang's mother had risen early that day—buying a house was a major family matter, and she had nearly lost sleep over it, not dozing off until the small hours.
She opened the door for Wei Zhao, her face wreathed in smiles. "Xiaoyi, you're here!"
"Yes. Where's Tang Zhi?" Wei Zhao glanced around the ward and, seeing no sign of her, asked.
"In the bathroom. We're buying a house today, so she got up early too. She's washing up right now," Tang's mother said.
"Have you eaten breakfast? When do we set off?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Not yet. We were planning to grab a bite on the way." Tang's mother paused. "Oh, Xiaoyi, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
"What is it?" Wei Zhao sat down on the sofa to wait for Tang Zhi.
"Tell me—should I use this money to buy a storefront and go into some small business with your Uncle Tang, or should I put it in the bank and live off the interest?" Tang's mother was deeply torn over the question. "Three million in the bank earns a hundred thousand a year in interest, doesn't it? With that much money, what kind of work could ever earn it back?"
"Hmm…" Wei Zhao was, in truth, financially illiterate—otherwise he would never have handed the company over to Fatty Lai to manage. "Why don't we ask my friend about it in a bit? See what he says. He's an old hand in business."
"That would be wonderful. Let's ask him, then!" Tang's mother nodded.
Tang Zhi emerged from the bathroom after finishing her wash, still in her pajamas. She hadn't expected Wei Zhao to arrive so early; she had been washing her hair in the bathroom, and with the sound of running water drowning out everything outside, she hadn't heard a thing—so Wei Zhao's arrival gave her quite a fright.
Summer pajamas are thin, and Tang Zhi wore nothing underneath. The points at her chest stood out in relief, and her lovely figure was on full display.
Catching Wei Zhao staring at her, Tang Zhi felt both embarrassed and annoyed—yet pleased at the same time. If Wei Zhao had shown no interest in her, that would have been the truly sad thing.
Still, the situation was mortifying. The two of them had not yet reached that stage, so Tang Zhi lowered her head, hurriedly grabbed her outer clothes, and dashed into the bathroom without a word to Wei Zhao.
Tang's mother, meanwhile, failed to catch on. She had no idea what had gotten into her daughter—not even greeting Wei Zhao when he arrived. What kind of spoiled-rich-girl tantrum was this now? Did she think she really was some young lady of means? Tang's mother could not help but feel annoyed. She rose, pulled open the bathroom door, and scolded, "Yun'er, what are you doing? Xiaoyi's here and you don't even say hello?"
"I… I'm getting dressed…" Tang Zhi jumped in fright. She had just stripped off her pajamas and was bare-chested when the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open. Naturally her heart leaped into her throat—only when she saw it was her mother did she breathe a sigh of relief.
"Getting dressed is getting dressed—Xiaoyi isn't an outsider. One look won't hurt anything. I don't know what goes through your head all day!" The more Tang's mother thought about it, the more she felt she had to hold on tight to this son-in-law. How long had it been? Her family had already become millionaires—and in the future, wouldn't it be tens of millions, hundreds of millions?