Actually, everyone was loaded, each richer than the last, including Tang Xiaowan.
Their bank accounts and companies were all substantial.
But getting married was a cause for celebration, and some gesture was necessary, or else it wouldn’t reflect Wang Jinhui’s mood at the moment. He and Tang Mei were finally legally wed.
Over the years, he had longed day and night, from his youthful pride to his now graying temples.
"Today is a good day, I’m happy!"
Wang Jinhui nodded, gently stuffing two big red envelopes into Tang Xiaowan’s hands.
The envelopes featured a dragon and phoenix, lifelike and with many layers of folds. If not for the clasp design, they might have sprung up quite high.
Tang Xiaowan was not moved by money, but such a little novelty was enough to pique her curiosity.
"Wow, Grandpa, this is so thick!"
"Of course! Don’t you want to open it and see? Inside, you’ll find one of Grandpa’s big hobbies!" Wang Jinhui laughed heartily.
He was truly too happy, unable to conceal his excitement.
Tang Xiaowan nodded eagerly, full of anticipation, "Of course I want to see, thank you, Grandpa!"
"Mm, our Tangtang is the best, it’s all yours, including Ling Xiao’s portion—since he won’t call me Grandpa anyway," Wang Jinhui said, then looked at Leng Lingxiao with a face full of pride.
That look was clearly saying: Brother Leng, resign yourself to it, I’m going to be Grandpa from now on!
Just be Grandpa then, acting all smug.
Privately, I’ll do what I do; expecting me to call you Grandpa is impossible in this lifetime.
For Leng Lingxiao, the marriage of Tang Mei and Wang Jinhui was indeed a joyous occasion. The only drawback was the lineage; Wang Jinhui’s relationship with him had changed directly from a friend despite the age gap to grandson.
He arched an eyebrow and settled himself calmly in the spot closest to Tang Mei.
Soon, Wang Meijuan poured the tea.
Yet Tang Xiaowan was so excited, she carefully laid the two red envelopes flat on the dining table, ready to open one and take a look.
"Wow, so intricately designed!"
With a faint smile, Leng Lingxiao gently pushed a piece of chocolate into Tang Xiaowan’s mouth.
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"Finally opened, hahaha!"
Under the influence of his Little Wife, Leng Lingxiao’s gaze could not help but be drawn to the layers of folds.
Inside were banknotes from different countries, all of collectible grade. Even those who knew nothing could sense their rarity, surely they were of significant value.
Having seen much of the world, Leng Lingxiao naturally recognized the significance of the red envelopes.
He knew Wang Jinhui loved collecting and was generous. He just hadn’t expected him to give so much, reaffirming his own judgment.
It must be that baby!
By now, Tang Xiaowan had unfolded the second red envelope, equally shocked.
"Grandpa, these are all very precious, aren’t they?"
Wang Jinhui nodded with a smile, "Not bad. When I was younger... I loved to collect various banknotes, so over time I’ve accumulated so many. Changing them for a few houses should be no problem."
"Is giving them all to me... not a bit much?" Tang Xiaowan bit her lip, somewhat puzzled.
"Not at all, they’re all yours."
"Oh, then okay, thank you, Grandpa!"
With that, Tang Xiaowan began carefully restoring the red envelopes to their original state.
Wang Jinhui watched her, filled with joy.
And Tang Mei, who was eating an orange, also silently exclaimed in her heart: Now I have Grandpa’s love!
Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Jincheng Wuyou Pavilion.
Li Wanshan and his wife, Second Aunt Lai, had just returned from Bie Yuan and went straight upstairs to the study.
"Big sister is like the fox that could not reach the grapes, disillusioned. The Leng Family gave them two hundred million just for pocket money. When it comes to the wedding... how much more will that be!" Second Aunt Lai raised an eyebrow.
"Two billion is just peanuts for the Leng Family, but I heard... Chihai Hotel was also given to Tang Xiaowan, worth over ten billion in the market, it really does make one green with envy!"
"That seven-star hotel? My sister-in-law only got a ring after giving birth to Zishen, and it was because the reporters kept asking questions that big brother hastily sent the driver to buy it, and the diamond is so small, it’s not even as big as a mung bean!"
Wives really do care more about these kinds of things and enjoy laughing at Yuan Min’s misfortune.
"It’s been decades, and you still remember!"
Second Aunt Lai fiddled with her phone, looking like someone who loved to watch the drama unfold.
She played the video again.
"Talking about how long hair is hard to manage and that short hair is more straightforward, I bet she’s just tired of wearing a wig and had to show her own short hair. Why don’t those people shave my sister-in-law’s head bald?"
Li Wanshan shook his head, "The dark web stuff is over, let’s just let it go."
"You always just think about..."
Second Aunt Lai was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly leaned in towards Li Wanshan with a shocked expression, "Husband, quick, look, there’s more drama to watch now."
Li Wanshan glanced over the phone screen.
[The richest man in Huang City, Wang Jinhui, registered for marriage this morning. The bride was a former university professor and translator, fluent in several languages.]
There were two photos, both very clear.
Photo one: Wang Jinhui, elegantly dressed in a suit, was riding a bicycle with Tang Mei in an autumn cheongsam.
Photo two: Inside an office area, Tang Mei was signing papers while Wang Jinhui watched her with eyes full of tenderness.
Instantly, the comments section exploded, with countless shares and a sudden spike in views.
—A legendary late romance?
—Don’t rich people usually love beauties? Why didn’t he find someone younger?
—Could she be his first love?
—How unusual, riding a bicycle with an old lady to get a certificate? Got tired of luxury cars, maybe?
—They look quite well-matched, quite a good aura!
Li Wanshan casually scrolled through the comments. Despite being a bit shocked, he admired Wang Jinhui’s casual approach to marriage.
"A university professor, not bad, quite well-matched!"
"Do you know who this woman is? It’s Tang Xiaowan’s grandmother, Tang Mei."
"Tang Xiaowan! How do you know?"
"It’s because of the big sister-in-law, so we paid extra attention. What do you think... if the sister-in-law finds out, will she feel uneasy? Just look at them, such a great disparity but so impressive!"
"Yeah, the granddaughter married into the Leng Family, and the grandmother became the wife of the richest man in Huang City, it’s really something!"
"The big sister-in-law will probably be too upset to eat!"
Thinking of Madam Lai’s worried face, Second Aunt Lai couldn’t help but feel overjoyed, immediately heading over to the liquor cabinet to celebrate properly.
But as she was pouring the wine, she saw Li Wanshan sighing deeply, seemingly worried about something.
"Ah, no, there must be a catch!"
"Husband, what’s wrong?" Second Aunt Lai asked with concern, slowly putting down her glass.
"In the future, our Leng Family... might face increasingly difficult times. Leng Lingxiao is planning to join forces with the Wang Family! No, I need to make a phone call."
This left Second Aunt Lai totally confused.
"What does this have to do with Leng Lingxiao now?"
"Didn’t you say Tang Mei is Tang Xiaowan’s grandmother? That clearly means they’re about to start taking over territories! Sigh, I had earnestly warned Zishen long ago, but he wouldn’t listen, stubbornly refusing to cooperate with Leng Lingxiao. Look now, the Leng Family has directly become in-laws with the Wang Family!"
After hearing this, Second Aunt Lai was taken aback, realizing she had indeed viewed the matter too simplistically.
"Husband, what about that new investment..."
"It’s fine, I’ll make a call first."
Li Wanshan didn’t say much more, picked up his phone, and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows with a serious expression.