Chapter 42: Chapter 0042: The Young Aunt’s Appreciation_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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Chapter 0042: The Aunt’s Appreciation

“This nephew-in-law has personality, I like him!”

The voice arrived before the person did, as a full-bodied and graceful young woman walked in.

Her skin was fair and rosy, and she exuded a mature charm from head to toe.

Willow leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, cherry lips.

She was dressed in a mini skirt that reached her thighs, stepping on stiletto high heels. She stood around one meter sixty-eight, and from her appearance, there was a resemblance to Yang Xinyi—only much more mature.

This wealthy lady couldn’t possibly be Yang Dingguo’s sister, Yang Xinyi’s aunt, Yang Yueru, could she?

She looked too young, appearing to be only in her thirties.

The two people that followed further confirmed Ye Xiong’s guess.

On the left was a middle-aged man, around forty-five years old, tall and sturdy, dressed in a formal suit. He had an authoritative presence without showing anger, clearly someone accustomed to holding office. He must be Yang Xinyi’s uncle by marriage, Tang Jianjun.

On the other side was the girl he had deceived out of eighty thousand yuan, Tang Ning, standing obediently next to the two.

Looking at Tang Ning’s chest and then glancing at the colossal presence on Yang Yueru’s chest, Ye Xiong finally understood why Tang Ning was so formidable—it was all genetics!

“Aunt, uncle, you’re here, please have a seat,” Yang Xinyi said as if she had found reinforcements, standing up quickly to move the table.

However, Ye Xiong was quicker. He pressed her shoulder down, saying with a smile, “Wife, you sit, I’ll do it.”

“Aunt, please sit here, the TV is clearer from this spot,” Ye Xiong said while moving a chair to the center position.

This aunt had just arrived and already knew she had personality, such a keen “Wisdom Eye” to recognize a gem—couldn’t she be a little less polite?

“Call me aunt, why add a ‘little’ in front?” Yang Yueru’s face bloomed into a smile.

“You’re only a few years older than me, so naturally, I call you little aunt,” Ye Xiong sweetly replied.

“How old are you, then?”

“Twenty-four.”

“I’m a full twenty years older than you!”

“No way?”

Ye Xiong exclaimed, his eyes roaming over Yang Yueru’s body as if to verify her age.

In fact, he was looking at her chest, but he was very discreet about it. Only someone like Yang Xinyi, who knew him well, would understand his true character.

“Little aunt, you look, at most, around thirty years old. You’re not tricking me, are you?” Ye Xiong exclaimed in surprise, his facial expressions were so convincing, it was as if he was born to be an actor.

Yang Xinyi couldn’t bear to watch. This guy was so blatantly flattering!

Thanks to having money, the aunt often received maintenance treatments and indeed looked much younger than the average person. But there were still faint wrinkles on her forehead and she looked at least thirty-five from her appearance. For Ye Xiong to say she looked under thirty was excessive flattery.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yueru wasn’t at all upset upon hearing this; instead, she giggled.

“Jianjun, do you see that? How well this nephew-in-law speaks!”

Although Tang Jianjun somewhat disdained Ye Xiong’s flattery, seeing his wife so happy, he said nothing.

After taking their seats, Yang Yueru’s previously smiling face began to stiffen as she turned to Yang Dingguo and asked, “Brother, do you really want Xinyi to divorce Ye Xiong?”

“I don’t like people who don’t respect their elders,” Yang Dingguo snorted.

“What kind of person do you like, then?” Yang Yueru’s willow leaf eyebrows arched, and her anger surged out dominantly. “Do you like those who are subservient? Those who won’t even dare to fart in front of you? Those who obey your every command?”

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“I’m telling you, Yang Dingguo, the kind of man I despise the most in my life is one without any personality. Even if you bring him in, Xinyi won’t like him, and I’ll like him even less.”

“Just now… What’s your name?” Yang Yueru turned and asked Ye Xiong.

“Ye Xiong.”

“What little Xiongxiong told you just now, we all heard clearly from outside, he didn’t say a word wrong. Whether you admit it or not, in the business world, you don’t compare to our late father, otherwise, he wouldn’t have renamed the company Xinyi Group, let alone compared to Xinyi herself. I’m putting my words here, I like this nephew-in-law. If you force them to divorce, I will be furious with you.”

Listening on the side, Ye Xiong was so excited!

So mature… Oh no, such a caring little aunt, how can he not love her?

Only, could she please not call him little Xiongxiong in the future? There’s nothing ‘little’ about him from head to toe!

“Little aunt, thank you. Xinyi and I are genuinely in love. No matter what others say or how they attack me, I will never give up, right, Xinyi?”

After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he reached out and pulled Yang Xinyi into his embrace by her slender waist, looking very intimate.

Yang Xinyi felt as if she had swallowed a fly, shooting angry glances with her eyes. She hadn’t expected Ye Xiong to take advantage of her in front of her family.

Given the couple’s relationship, such intimacy was nothing out of the ordinary, but she couldn’t push him away, as that would let her family know the truth about their sham marriage.

“Seeing how affectionate you two are, I’m genuinely happy for Xinyi,” said Yang Yueru with a smile.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ye Xiong suddenly let out a shriek and stood up.

Under the table, Yang Xinyi had pinched him hard on the thigh; the excruciating pain made him involuntarily stand up.

“What’s the matter, how disrespectful,” Tang Jianjun, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.

Tang Jianjun, an official, preferred mature and steady men. Ye Xiong’s previous retort to Yang Dingguo had indeed impressed him, but his subsequent flattery towards Yang Yueru, which seemed insincere, irked him. However, out of consideration for his wife’s fondness, he had refrained from saying anything. Seeing Ye Xiong suddenly stand up and shriek, he couldn’t help but voice his criticism.

“Daughter-in-law, I just remembered, I forgot to bring a gift for you,” Ye Xiong slapped his forehead.

“So that’s it, a gift can be given after dinner, there’s no need for such a fuss,” Yang Yueru said with a coquettish roll of her eyes.

That look was just too tempting; if she weren’t his little aunt, Ye Xiong might have had some ideas.

But just as he had that thought, he suddenly noticed Yang Xinyi glaring at him fiercely, as if she could see right through his thoughts. He dared not look around anymore and took out the gift.

“Uncle, this is for you.”

Ye Xiong handed over a box wrapped in gold.

Tang Jianjun glanced briefly, initially uninterested, but then his attitude made a sharp eighty-degree turn as his eyes fixated on the box as if they were about to fall out.

“Is this, a bottle of five-star Moutai liquor from the fifties?”

He snatched the bottle away, opened the box, and shortly after, he began excitedly shouting.

“Yueru, it’s really it, I’ve finally found it,” Tang Jianjun exclaimed excitedly.

Having been married to her husband for over two decades, Yang Yueru was more than familiar with his hobbies.

He loved wine first, tea second, and calligraphy third.

A while ago, he had been frantically searching for a bottle of liquor, but after half a year, he still hadn’t found it. After all, such liquor was extremely rare and priceless, so it’s no wonder he was thrilled to have found it now.

This nephew-in-law really is capable. Without a word, he managed to find such a rare liquor, forcing her to see him in a new light.

“Well… Ye Xiong, I’ll remember this favor, nephew. Whenever you come to Capital City, just tell me, and if you have anything you can’t handle, just say the word, and I’ll help you out,” Tang Jianjun said excitedly, caressing the bottle.

Hearing these words, Yang Dingguo next to him finally couldn’t hold back his emotions.