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Evil Husband, Glutton Wife: Buy Miss Piggy, Get Free Little Buns
Chapter 645 - Looming Danger (1)
Chapter 645 - Looming Danger (1)
Tang Beixuan left the jewelry store excitedly with a paper bag containing Li Meili's engagement ring. This was one of the perks of being Feng Tianyi's brother-in-law. He couldn't believe he would striked such luck when he carelessly mentioned his frustration of not being able to find the right ring for his girlfriend to the devil.
Feng Tianyi laughed at his predicament, saying that he understood his predicament as he had a hard time finding the right ring for Tang Moyu when he was considering proposing to her too. Because Xiao Xing was acquainted and had built partnersh.i.p.s with several jewelry stores in the country, Feng Tianyi gave Tang Beixuan a list of stores he should check out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf he had known that his brother-in-law would easily help him, Tang Beixuan would have immediately asked Feng Tianyi for a favor. He would have spared all the trouble he had gone through for the past few weeks.
Once he picked up the ring from the jewelry store, he immediately went back to Zhang Corporation. He was supposed to report to Zhang Jiren that afternoon, so he didn't waste his time and went straight to his office. What greeted him was a scene between Zhang Jiren and one of his uncle's legitimate sons.
"Zhang Jiren! How dare you!" Zhang Liang shouted at his younger brother. "You knew very well how hard I was trying to close this deal with the Li family. Why do you have to interfere?!"
Zhang Jiren remained unfazed in front of his 'older brother'. As expected, the fruit didn't fall too far from the tree. Zhang Liang's personality truly came from the Zhang family. If the Tang family members were opportunists, the Zhangs were known for being aggressive and ambitious, it was in their personalities or how they handled business.
"It's not that I don't support you, Brother." He spat. "It was our father who wanted to make sure that you didn't make any mistake in handling this partnership with the Lis."
"Dad said that? Bullshit!" Zhang Liang glared furiously at this bastard his father took in. Ever since Zhang Jiren came to their family, there wasn't a single peaceful day in his life! His father seemed to favor this bastard, albeit he never chastised him or his other brothers when they were bullying Zhang Jiren back when they were younger.
Zhang Jiren's eyes glowered, refusing to back down despite his brother's fierce gaze. Zhang Liang must really hate him by now, but how dare he try to eye Li Meili? It was enough that Zhang Liang had wanted to get involved with the Li family, but to actually covet the person he should never touch, why did he have to ask the Li family for Li Meili's hand?
If Tang Beixuan didn't accidentally let it out, he wouldn't be aware that the young man was seeing the Li heiress. If that was the case, he certainly wouldn't allow Zhang Liang to get in between the two. Any member of the Zhang family didn't deserve to be happy and be content in their lives, Zhang Jiren would make sure of this.
This wasn't enough to repay the suffering his whole family endured because of Zhang Wuying's selfishness, but if Zhang Xianzhe was involved in his mother's death, Zhang Jiren would make sure that none of the members of the Zhang family would be spared from his revenge.
"Dear Brother, you should know by now that it's not you who should decide about your marriage." Zhang Jiren reminded him. "Didn't Father already started making preparations for your marriage?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZhang Liang didn't have any words to refute that, but how can he not be enticed by the idea of marrying the Li Princess? The wealth and influence he would gain as a son-in-law of a wealthy family like the Lis was something he couldn't easily ignore.
"I know…" Still, he didn't think their father would be against him trying to marry the Li heiress.
Zheng Jiren leaned forward over his desk and pulled the folder containing the business proposal his 'older brother' prepared for the Li family. This one definitely needed an overall revision. No wonder Zhang Xianzhe didn't have faith in Zhang Liang.
"If you know, then why are you trying to undermine Father's decision? You should be grateful that he's being lenient towards you now. If you don't want to be sent overseas again, I suggest you don't test his patience repeatedly." historical
"You don't have to tell me that!" Zhang Liang yelled at him before storming out, leaving Zhang Jiren's office. He bumped Tang Beixuan's shoulder, who had been waiting outside the door. He gave him a fierce glare and sneered before disappearing from Tang Beixuan's sight.
When he entered the office, he saw Zhang Jiren rubbing his temple. Tang Beixuan couldn't help but pity him. He remembered what his Wan Jie told him about Zhang Jiren and how he never got along with his brothers. Zhang Jiren had the need to prove himself every time and Tang Beixuan could relate to that.
This was because all his life, he had been looked down on by the whole Tang family aside from his siblings. In their eyes, he was a joke that Zhang Wuying brought to the family, attempting to keep her husband by her side and raising him as the family's heir.
"Is there something you need?" Zhang Jiren asked him when he remained silent.
"Ah, here's the report you asked me to do. I also put in notes wherever I found discrepancies and solutions I think we could take to cut off the expenses for this project. Let me know what you think." Tang Beixuan passed the folder in his hand to his cousin.