The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Zhou Ce stopped in his tracks.

The five garrison commanders turned around simultaneously, their eyes all fixed on the living room door.

"Ye Canghai?"

Meng Chongshan touched the scar on his face and sneered.

"Is this old fox born in the Year of the Dog? His nose is so sensitive."

The Ye family in the capital.

The top-tier powerful families who truly have influence at the central level.

Normally, when Shen Zhengting goes to the capital for meetings, he can't even get close to the Ye family's gate.

Now, Ye Canghai, along with eighteen core members, are queuing outside the door in the middle of the night, requesting an audience.

"please."

Shen Nianqing's tone remained unchanged.

Uncle Liu turned around and walked out quickly.

Less than a minute later, a series of hurried footsteps came from the entrance hall.

Ye Canghai walked at the very front.

He was dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and was holding two jade walnuts in his hands.

Behind him followed two generations of core members of the Ye family, all dressed in suits and with solemn expressions.

As soon as Ye Canghai stepped into the living room, he abruptly stopped.

I saw Zhou Ce.

I saw the five guardians of Tian Shu standing in a row.

Ye Canghai's eye twitched slightly.

What are the people from Tian Shu doing here?

Is the top leader leading the team?

"Director Zhou."

Ye Canghai quickly composed himself and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"What a coincidence."

"unfortunately."

Zhou Ce had his hands in the pockets of his Zhongshan suit, his tone indifferent.

"Tian Shu just took over the defense of the Shen family manor within a five-kilometer radius. I thought the Ye family head was going to cause trouble by bringing so many people here in the middle of the night."

Ye Canghai's expression changed slightly.

Take over defense?

Is Tian Shu working as a security guard for the Shen family?

He took a deep breath, ignored Zhou Ce, and strode to the coffee table.

His gaze passed over Shen Zhengting and landed on Shen Nianqing.

Ye Canghai clasped his hands together and bent his back down at a 45-degree angle.

"Ye Canghai from the capital disturbs Miss Shen late at night. I hope you will forgive me."

All eighteen core members of the Ye family bowed in unison.

Shen Zhengting was so startled that he took half a step to the side.

Shen Xingzhou stuck it directly to the wall.

"You're too kind, Master Ye."

Shen Nianqing did not get up, but simply nodded slightly.

"It's late and the dew is heavy, so speak frankly."

Ye Canghai straightened up, took out a gold-embossed red invitation from his sleeve, and handed it to the coffee table with both hands.

"Yesterday, the Song family issued a decree, and the Ye family was fortunate enough to share some of the burden. I have already taken the longevity pill that Miss Shen gave me."

Ye Canghai's voice was loud and clear, full of vitality.

"I can never repay your kindness in saving me."

He opened the red invitation.

"On the south side of Chang'an Avenue in Beijing, there are three courtyard houses with permanent ownership rights. The Ye family owns 30% of the shares in the Northwest Mining Group, plus the development rights to twelve commercial land plots within the Sixth Ring Road of Beijing."

"A small gift to add to Miss Shen's dowry."

The living room was deathly silent.

Shen Xingzhou bit his tongue hard to keep himself from crying out.

A small gift?

Courtyard houses along Chang'an Avenue are so expensive that you can't buy them even if you have the money.

Northwest Mining holds 30% of the dry shares, and its annual dividends are at least several billion yuan.

Twelve commercial land parcels could directly create another group worth hundreds of billions.

Is this what you call a meager gift? This is practically giving away a third of the Ye family's fortune!

Zhou Ce stood to the side, his brows furrowed.

A chaebol is a chaebol; their ability to throw money around is something Tian Shu can't match.

Shen Nianqing glanced at the red invitation but did not reach out to take it.

"Patriarch Ye..."

She had barely opened her mouth when another extremely arrogant car engine roared from outside the door.

Immediately afterward, Uncle Liu jogged in, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Young Miss!"

Uncle Liu was panting heavily.

"Outside...another convoy is coming!"

"Who?"

Shen Xingzhou blurted it out.

"General Manager He Yunting from Shanghai, General Manager Lei Zhen from Guangdong, and the Zheng family from Donghai, the Li family from Hong Kong Island..."

Uncle Liu swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"All twelve family heads have arrived!"

Ye Canghai suddenly turned his head and started cursing.

"That bastard Lei Zhen! We agreed to meet at the hotel tomorrow morning, and he sneaked off in the middle of the night!"

"Old Ye! How dare you insult me?"

A rough, loud shout came from outside the door.

Lei Zhen, wearing a trench coat, strode into the living room.

He had half a lit cigar in his mouth, followed by He Yunting and others.

The twelve business leaders, considered the pinnacle of China's business community, instantly filled the Shen family's spacious living room to the brim.

Lei Zhen spotted the red invitation card on the coffee table and let out a cold laugh.

"You think you can fool Miss Shen with a few dilapidated houses and a few plots of land?"

Lei Zhen walked to the coffee table, took out a document from his pocket, and slammed it on the table.

"Miss Shen! Three deep-water ports in Guangdong Province, plus ten 100,000-ton ocean-going freighters, are all registered under the Shen family's name! From now on, the Shen family's goods will be able to roam freely across the Pacific Ocean!"

Not to be outdone, He Yunting stepped forward and pulled a check from the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

"I, He, don't have that many businesses."

He Yunting handed over the check.

"This is a bearer note for 10 billion. Miss Shen, keep it to buy a bag. Come to me anytime when you've spent it all."

The head of the Zheng family in Donghai panicked and pushed aside the representative of the Li family from Hong Kong Island.

"Miss Shen! The Zheng family owns two private islands in the East China Sea..."

The living room instantly transformed into a vegetable market.

The bigwigs who usually pontificate on financial news and whose mere stomp can shake the Chinese economy are now red-faced and shoving each other.

In order to give the gifts, they even started to expose each other's shortcomings.

"Old Zheng, your lousy island doesn't even have fresh water. Are you sending Miss Shen to survive in the wilderness?!"

"Lei Zhen, your few dilapidated ships are almost totaled, how dare you even show them off?"

"He Yunting, how vulgar you are! You think you can buy Miss Shen's happiness with 10 billion?"

Shen Xingzhou pressed himself against the wall, his whole body numb.

He felt like he was dreaming.

The most powerful tycoon in China showed up in his living room in the middle of the night, and they almost got into a fight over who should give him a gift for his sister.

The five guardians of Tian Shu stood in a corner, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Meng Chongshan nudged Zhou Ce's arm and lowered his voice.

"Old Zhou, shouldn't we do something too? We can't let these nouveau riche outdo us."

Zhou Ce gritted his teeth.

"Tian Shu is an official institution! Where would they get so much money!"

"If you don't have money, you can give them power."

He Lanyue touched his bald head.

"Should we approve a special flight route for the Shen family? Or get a special gun license for the eldest son of the Shen family?"

Zhou Ce glared at him, said nothing, but his eyes were clearly calculating.

Shen Zhengting stood to the side, at a loss for what to do.

He had no control over the situation at all.

"Dear elders."

A clear, cold voice rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The argument stopped abruptly.

All the tycoon magnates fell silent at the same time, turning their gazes to the center of the sofa.

Shen Nianqing stood up.

She didn't look at the mountain of documents, checks, and land deeds piled on the table.

His gaze calmly swept across the entire room.

"I appreciate the kindness of all the elders."

Shen Nianqing's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"It's just that it's late at night, and the Shen family's living room is too small to accommodate half of China."

The twelve family heads froze, immediately realizing they had lost their composure.

Lei Zhen quickly took the cigar out of his mouth and stood up straight. Ye Canghai also put away the jade walnut.

"Tomorrow night at 8 PM."

Shen Nianqing clasped her hands together in front of her, setting the tone.

"The Shen family is hosting a banquet. We cordially invite all the elders to attend. Let's sit down and have a leisurely chat."

A hammer is fixed.

He neither refused the gift nor accepted it on the spot.

He gave everyone face while perfectly controlling the pace.

A deep sense of admiration flashed in He Yunting's eyes.

Such composure, such self-control.

Even without that divine fiancé behind her, this girl is no ordinary person.

"Miss Shen is right, we were being presumptuous."

He Yunting was the first to bow.

"Mr. He will be at the banquet at 8 p.m. tomorrow night."

"Lei will definitely arrive tomorrow night!"

"The Ye family is at your beck and call!"