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Chapter 231: Yang Clan Celebration (Seeking Votes for Support!)

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: Yang Clan Celebration (Seeking Votes for Support!)

"Wow, is this China? It’s so beautiful!"

On a street in Tianhai, a girl dressed in a cartoon T-shirt and white shorts appeared.

Her features were delicate and cute, like a doll, with fair and smooth skin.

She was a girl of supreme beauty.

Quite a few sleazy uncles even thought about approaching and striking up a conversation with this lolita girl, but they backed off when they saw the woman in black standing beside her.

Next to the girl was a woman in black, her facial expression cold, her eyes sharp and piercing, emanating an icy aura from her entire being.

She gave off an aura of "keep out" and looked like the personal bodyguard of the lolita girl.

"Sakura Sister, let’s go!"

The girl spoke, and the two of them left the place.

As night fell, the estate of the Yang Family, one of the Four Great Families of Tianhai, was brightly lit, bustling with people, and the festivities were in full swing, with luxury cars parked all around the estate.

Groups of men and women in extravagant attire wearing expensive accessories entered the estate; they were all figures from the upper echelons of Tianhai society.

They had all come together this evening because it was the twentieth anniversary of the establishment of Yang Corporation, and Yang Huaimin had specially organized this celebration party, inviting characters from all walks of life in Tianhai.

A black Audi A8 drove up slowly, arriving outside the Yang Family estate, where Wang Jun alighted and went to the back of the Audi to open the door, from which Xiao Yifeng and Ye Yaxin stepped out one after the other.

"I’m saying, can’t you change into something better? Must you wear clothes that cost less than two hundred yuan to such an important event?"

Ye Yaxin looked at Xiao Yifeng quite helplessly, her gaze resting on his ordinary stall-bought clothes with a slight furrow of her brow.

"Nonsense, my outfit cost two hundred and fifty, and it’s the most expensive one I’ve ever bought," Xiao Yifeng retorted with a curl of his lips.

"I think you’re the real ’two hundred and fifty’!"

Ye Yaxin gave Xiao Yifeng a glare and quickly walked toward the Yang Family estate; she really didn’t want to waste words with this guy who had no clue about fashion sense.

Xiao Yifeng was nonchalant, with his hands in his pockets, casually sauntering behind Ye Yaxin.

"Sir, please hold on, show us your invitation!"

Suddenly, one of the Yang Family guards stopped Xiao Yifeng from advancing. Looking at his attire, the guard thought to himself, this fellow must have popped out of some corner and somehow ended up here.

"Damn, another invitation? You didn’t ask anyone else, are you looking down on me?" Xiao Yifeng huffed discontentedly.

"I’m sorry, he is my fiancé!" Ye Yaxin turned around at that moment and spoke.

The Yang Family guard was immediately taken aback, giving Xiao Yifeng a strange look.

"Looking down on people!" Xiao Yifeng snorted coldly and walked inside.

"Now do you understand why I told you to change your clothes? You, like this, do not look like the fiancé of the President of Ye Corporation."

Ye Yaxin said coldly while looking at Xiao Yifeng.

"Wife, does this mean you acknowledge me as your fiancé?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Ye Yaxin with a smile on his face.

"Regardless of whether I acknowledge it or not, in the eyes of others you are my fiancé until our engagement is dissolved. You must maintain the appearance befitting Ye Yaxin’s fiancé and not bring shame to the Ye Family or me," Ye Yaxin said in a stern voice.

"Rest assured, I will definitely not bring shame to my wife."

Xiao Yifeng laughed wickedly and reached out to embrace Ye Yaxin, but was met with a cold gaze from her, causing him to awkwardly retract his hand.

"Ya Xin, you’re here!"

At that moment, Yang Hao, dressed in a white, expensive suit like a dashing gentleman, approached Ye Yaxin with a captivating smile on his lips.

"Young Master Yang!" Ye Yaxin nodded slightly as she looked at Yang Hao.

"Mr. Xiao is also here." Yang Hao’s eyes swept over Xiao Yifeng and, noticing his cheap attire, could not help but say, "Mr. Xiao, have you no money to buy clothes, dressing like this is simply too shameful for President Ye. I have several suits that I’ve discarded, would you like to change into one of them? Although they are a bit worn, they are definitely better than what you’re wearing."

"Young Master Yang, this guy is just a bumpkin, who is only suitable for such cheap clothes. If it wasn’t for President Ye, I’m afraid he wouldn’t even be able to enter the gates of the Yang Family," an extremely mocking voice rang out. Xu Ming, the elder son of the Xu Family, came over with a cold expression, looking at Xiao Yifeng.

Clearly, Xiao Yifeng’s actions that day, which had landed Xu Ming in the hospital vomiting blood, had caused this young scion to hold a deep grudge.

"Yo, out of the hospital, I see. Looks like you didn’t vomit enough blood last time, do you need me to help you spill a few more mouthfuls?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Xu Ming with a smirk, causing the latter’s lips to twitch fiercely, his eyes flashing with a dark light.

"And you, have you forgotten how you were slapped in the face at that auction? Want to jump around again?"

Xiao Yifeng’s gaze swept over Yang Hao coldly, causing the latter to show an embarrassed expression.

"The Patriarch of the Mo Family has arrived!"

At this time, a crisp voice rang out, and everyone’s gaze turned. They saw Mo Sihai entering with the Mo Family Sisters, Mo Shuqian and Mo Shumei, who greeted everyone with smiles.

The Mo Family Sisters’ eyes simultaneously fixed on Xiao Yifeng, their expressions varied.

Soon, Yang Huaimin, dressed in a black suit, stepped out and began mingling with the distinguished guests of Tianhai, then positioned himself in the middle of the crowd and began to speak:

"Thank you all for coming here today to celebrate the 20th anniversary of the founding of Yang Corporation."

"Yang Corporation was a company I started from scratch, and now, after twenty years of trials and tribulations, it has grown to its current size. I feel honored, and this achievement would not have been possible without the help of everyone present. I, Yang Huaimin, would like to express my gratitude to you all," he spoke passionately and raised his glass towards the guests, downing it in one go.

"Today, as we celebrate the 20th anniversary of Yang Corporation, we will also welcome a pair of guests. They will be making their entrance now," he said with a smile, his gaze turning towards the manor’s entrance as everyone looked on curiously.

At the entrance, a black sedan stopped; two men in black approached and opened the car door, and a middle-aged couple slowly made their way in.