Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"Yan Chi Ye."

Yan Mingchuan's tone remained unchanged when he mentioned him.

But Cheng Xihe keenly caught the fleeting look of disgust and coldness in his eyes.

Not caring is one thing, disliking is another.

"Yan Chiye is very ambitious. After learning that I have a leg disability, he wanted to enter the company's management even while I was in school."

Yan Mingchuan's gaze was cold: "This person is ambitious."

However, Mrs. Yan's family has no background; she is just an ordinary woman from an ordinary family.

If Yan Haiting hadn't had an unexpected relationship with her, Yan Chiye wouldn't have existed.

"It's normal to have ambitions when you're used to being poor," Cheng Xihe scoffed, his eyes full of disdain.

Yan Mingchuan: "My father originally wanted to give him shares, but I stopped him. Now he has a low-level position in the company."

"In short, you don't need to have much contact with him, and you don't need to pay attention to him. He's not a simple person." Yan Mingchuan could sense his ambition.

The reason we haven't taken any action over the years is simply because we haven't had enough start-up capital.

Furthermore, since the vast majority of the Yan family's shares are now in Yan Mingchuan's hands, no one dares to oppose them.

"Um."

Cheng Xihe picked up the water bottle from the small refrigerator, opened it, and handed it to Yan Mingchuan: "Have some water before we talk."

After clearing his throat, Yan Mingchuan said, "If he provokes you, you don't need to hold back. You can do whatever you want."

Yan Mingchuan succinctly and clearly defined the stakes involved.

"Okay, I understand."

Cheng Xihe nodded.

They both probed each other's backgrounds and were able to understand each other's preferences.

"In that case, I'll treat your house as my own." Now that he had the right to act, Cheng Xihe certainly wouldn't hold back.

Yan Mingchuan didn't seem surprised by her frankness.

Leaning back slightly, Yan Mingchuan chuckled, "Anything is fine, Xihe, whatever you want."

After our engagement tonight, you will be my fiancée.

The rights and position that this identity brings you mean you don't have to please anyone in my family, nor do you have to fear anyone.

Maintaining basic etiquette is sufficient.

"it is good."

Yan Mingchuan turned to look at her: "Just behave normally at the engagement banquet tonight. They will discuss the specifics themselves."

You will not be missing a single right.

"it is good."

Cheng Xihe nodded calmly, looked away, and closed his eyes to rest.

The car soon arrived at the Xiyue Hotel.

"Sister-in-law, you and Brother Yan can go in. Today is a family engagement banquet, so it's inconvenient for me to attend."

Su Jin tossed the car keys to Cheng Xihe: "Sister-in-law, can you drive? If not, you can hire a designated driver, or you can call me and I'll come over."

"I can drive."

Cheng Xihe calmly put the key away and said to Yan Mingchuan beside him, "Let's go."

"Um."

A waiter greeted us at the door: "Hello, which hall or private room would you like to see? Do you have a reservation?"

"It's me," Yan Mingchuan said calmly.

The manager standing nearby was startled upon seeing this and quickly ran over: "President Yan, what brings you here today? Are you here to inspect the work?"

Yan Mingchuan had already held a party yesterday, and the manager thought things would be a bit more comfortable lately, but unexpectedly, Yan Mingchuan came again today.

Yan Mingchuan: "Yes, Zuiyue Tower."

The private rooms here are named after buildings, with Zuiyuelou being the outermost and considered the best.

"This way, please."

Instead of going directly to the banquet hall today, Cheng Xihe noticed along the way that there were indeed quite a few people eating there.

The lobby on the first floor was packed with people; there wasn't a single empty table, and even the private rooms were almost full.

Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and said, "Business is quite good."

"Of course, all our ingredients are the freshest. We don't have any pre-made dishes. Every dish is made to order by our chefs."

"Yeah, I know." Cheng Xihe listened lazily as the waiter introduced the store.

"Knock knock knock".

The three arrived outside Zuiyue Tower. The waiter knocked on the door before opening it and saying, "Guests have arrived."

She picked up the microphone from her mouth and said, "Xiao Wang, add two more sets of bowls and chopsticks to Zuiyuelou."

"They're here."

"Please come in, both of you."

The waiter nodded to the two people, greeted the people inside, and left first.

Qin Jian was chatting with Yan Haiting inside, and Zhang Zhiyue also sat down warmly next to Madam Yan.

Besides them, there were Yan Qing, Yan Chiye, and several relatives they had never met before.

"Xihe, you've arrived?"

Hearing the sound of someone entering, Zhang Zhiyue turned her head and met Cheng Xihe's scrutinizing gaze.

A smile immediately appeared on her face: "Come in and sit down."

"Dad, Auntie." Cheng Xihe nodded to them and pushed the silent Yan Mingchuan to sit next to Yan Haiting.

Yan Mingchuan glanced at Yan Haiting and his wife, then dismissed the look with indifference.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Qin Jian decided to change the subject: "Xihe, did your date with Yan...Mingchuan go well today?"

Why haven't you said you were coming back after being away for so long?

"It went very smoothly."

Cheng Xihe rolled her eyes at him, nodded to Yan Haiting and the others, and casually found a seat to sit down.

Qin Jian said awkwardly, "Xihe..."

"alright."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides was not good, Yan Haiting interrupted Qin Jian: "Today is the engagement banquet of our two families' younger generation. We have invited a few family members to witness it. Let's all raise our glasses."

"it is good."

As the wine glasses clinked together, Cheng Xihe took in everyone's expressions...