The next day, Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao spent the entire day taking three sets of traditional-style photos, with the team still being from the Glamour Wedding Studio.
However, times had changed.
Tang Xiaowan had now become the owner of the Glamour Wedding Studio, and everyone was even more respectful.
After removing her makeup, Tang Xiaowan went alone to the piano and began to play repeatedly the piece that Tang Mei had handwritten decades ago.
She pondered what to do next.
For her, what genetic mutation, what infant being fortuitously saved by Tang Mei, whether there was evidence or not, no longer seemed so important.
Various signs had already explained everything.
Meanwhile, Leng Lingxiao called Tang Mei to discuss the custom that the bride and groom should not see each other within six days of the wedding.
He thought Tang Mei would agree to his request, but it turned out to be a disappointment.
That meant, before the wedding, he only had one more day to spend with his Little Wife.
Already frustrated, who would have known that Zhao Renjie would breathlessly report upstairs that someone had sent a basket of unsigned yellow roses.
Did unsigned mean the sender was unknown?
The language of yellow roses signifies guilt and apology — who could it be other than Li Zishen?
Was he trying to apologize for the printing plant incident?
"Throw it out," Leng Lingxiao scoffed, glancing sideways at the piano room, "Make sure it’s clean, so Tangtang won’t be upset when she sees it."
Zhao Renjie nodded, "Yes, I understand."
He knew this would be the outcome, so he specifically instructed not to bring the large basket into Mei Garden.
In a sour mood, Leng Lingxiao, after that little incident, furrowed his brows even more — Li Zishen’s action was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Thinking about it, he reached the piano room.
"Huahua, what’s wrong?" Tang Xiaowan stood up and walked towards him, asking with concern. Fınd the newest release on noveⅼfire.net
Leng Lingxiao gave a slight smile and nonchalantly said, "A few minutes ago, Li Zishen had someone send over a basket of yellow roses. I had Zhao Renjie take care of it."
After listening, Tang Xiaowan already understood mostly. She knew the language of yellow roses, firmly believing Li Zishen was apologizing for the printing plant matter.
"You did the right thing, that’s how it should be handled, really annoying, seriously, no self-awareness at all!"
Seeing his Little Wife puffing up in anger, Leng Lingxiao felt much less irritated, he nodded and said, "Tangtang, I just don’t want these trivial matters to affect us."
"I know, I know, it won’t."
At that moment, Tang Xiaowan’s phone suddenly rang. It was Cheng Shi calling, saying that a staff member from Wanhua Jewelry had come to deliver something to her.
After hanging up, Tang Xiaowan was full of anticipation, while Leng Lingxiao appeared suspicious.
Immediately afterward, they both went downstairs.
A few minutes later, a young man came quickly smiling, carrying a tote bag that didn’t bear Wanhua’s logo.
"Hello, Lady Tang!" the young man respectfully handed over the tote bag, "This is..."
"Just give it to me."
Leng Lingxiao raised his eyebrows as he took the tote bag, visibly displeased.
It must be another one of Li Zishen’s tricks!
Then, he feigned composure as he opened the clasp on the tote bag, and as expected, there was no blessing card inside, nor a Wanhua logo.
"Are you from Wanhua Jewelry?"
The man nodded, "Yes, sir."
"Quick, let’s take a look! Huahua?" Tang Xiaowan was somewhat impatient as she looked toward the gift box.
Leng Lingxiao, still dubious, nodded.
Shortly after, he slowly opened the red velvet gift box, revealing a complete set of jewelry inside.
The design was quite unique, majestic yet elegant, each diamond bright and crystal-clear, radiating a dazzling light.
"It must have been personally designed by Sister Wanhua!"
Seeing the goods were safely delivered, the young man slightly nodded his head before turning to leave.
His steps remained steady, unhurried.
"Why think of this now..." Leng Lingxiao started to say, then hesitated and frowned.
"It’s so beautiful! Such an exquisite design, look at this clasp, it’s so unique!" Tang Xiaowan said in surprise, "Wow, it can even be combined freely."
"Shouldn’t you call to express your gratitude?"
Leng Lingxiao still had his doubts, suspecting the jewelry was a gift from Li Zishen, not Ye Wanhua. After all, his Little Wife was going to stay in Huang City in two days, so why send it to Qingcheng now?
Moreover, he found no mark related to Wanhua Jewelry on it.
It was unreasonable both emotionally and logically.
"Oh, okay, I’ll call in a bit." Tang Xiaowan nodded, her smile beaming, obviously very pleased with the style of the diamond jewelry set.
Seeing this, Leng Lingxiao’s brow furrowed slightly.
He chose not to clarify his suspicions because he didn’t want to dampen his Little Wife’s spirits, especially since it was only a guess and it might really be a gift from Ye Wanhua.
Meanwhile, at Nanfeng Mansion.
"What? Is Tangtang really going to leave Leng Lingxiao and return to Huang City?" Wang Jinhui said somewhat gleefully, "Good, good, we can garden together again."
"Not one of them gives peace of mind!"
Unknowingly scolded, Wang Jinhui wore an innocent expression: "Wasn’t it you who suggested six days?"
"Ah, every day, there’s no counting it." Tang Mei stood up and left, but suddenly stopped at the door, frowned, and asked, "What’s for dinner?"
"What do you want to eat?" Wang Jinhui quickly followed her out of the bedroom, asking earnestly.
"If I knew, would I still ask you?"
Watching Tang Mei’s retreating figure, Wang Jinhui frowned, scratched his temple, and muttered to himself, "Did I say something wrong again? I don’t think so."
Ten minutes later, in the study.
"What can she do? She just wants to sneak off to Jin City... to settle accounts with Yuan Min and Li Wanshan." Tang Mei picked up a book, speaking indifferently.
How could this be? Too dangerous!
Could miss have found out something else?
"Madam, don’t worry, I will arrange it immediately and ensure the young lady is not harmed."
"Let her go, don’t bother." Tang Mei shook her head and turned a page of her book, "I actually want to see... what else this girl can stir up!"
Why suddenly so confident?
"Madam, you used to say about the young lady..." Uncle Quan started to say then stopped, then changed his words, "She’s still young after all, I’m afraid she might be at a disadvantage."
"That was in the past, she’s grown up now!"
It’s only been four months since the last eavesdropping incident. Did she grow up that fast?
Maybe the boss is confused with anger?
But seeing Tang Mei’s very determined expression, which didn’t seem like a spur of the moment, Uncle Quan had no choice but to give up and respectfully nodded.
"Is the test report ready?"
"Yes, it’s ready. The country Y side has strictly followed your instructions..."
"Good, then hand it over to them."
In fact, with Shen Shiyi’s efficiency, why bother with three days for a mere gene mutation?
But too quick might raise suspicions.
"Mr. Leng has always been meticulous." Uncle Quan paused, then continued, "And the miss has already begun to suspect, I don’t know if it will..."
"You seem to have quite a few concerns, huh?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Mei’s gaze swept over like sharpened swords, and Uncle Quan hurriedly lowered his head, softly responding, "Yes, I am aware of my mistake."
He didn’t used to be .
Getting older, the heart softens!
The last time he said he would properly teach his disciple Wang Junchen a lesson, the result was merely a light touch.
Tang Mei waved her hand: "You may leave."