Chapter Eleven: A Hundred Billion Betrothal Gift (1)
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Chapter Eleven: The Hundred-Billion Betrothal Gift (1)
(Tian Haoxin always keeps his word—this is the fifth chapter today. Thanks to all friends supporting Tian Haoxin, and I hope everyone continues to throw their votes and support.)
Having played his part to perfection, Tian Hao finally heard the words he wanted and obtained the result he desired. His heart blossomed with joy, wild as a wolf howling within, yet on the surface he donned a mask of grief and sorrow.
“Ning...er... It’s all your father’s fault…”
Tian Ning forced a smile. “Dad... What are you saying? Actually, this is a good thing. Look at Xiao Tianzi—he’s so handsome, so smart. Even before inheriting the fortune, he was already so accomplished, and we get along so well! Now I finally have a home, and we can solve our family’s financial issues at the same time. Isn’t that wonderful? Please don’t worry. I’ll go upstairs for a bit and wait until they bring Mom over. When you need me, call me and we’ll go see her together.”
“Mm.”
Tian Hao nodded, agreeing, and Tian Ning went upstairs as if nothing had happened, smiling. Looking at his filial and obedient daughter, Tian Hao felt a faint pang of guilt, but quickly found justification. Yes, Xiao Tianzi is so outstanding in every way. He was simply finding his daughter a good son-in-law, and one who was wealthy—what could be better?
He was certain his daughter would find happiness with Xiao Tianzi. That young man truly loved her, and now he had become the sole heir of the Xiao family, destined to have inexhaustible wealth. Their happiness would surely be unparalleled, and he’d likely be thanked for his efforts. After all, as her father, he would never harm his daughter—this was for her own good.
A fleeting moment of familial tenderness was instantly buried beneath Tian Hao’s heart, darkened by greed. As for his conscience, even the most wicked and ruthless people always believe they are right. The reasons they give themselves are for their own comfort—whether others believe them is irrelevant, so long as they can soothe their own hearts. It’s nothing but self-deception.
After Tian Hao left, Xiao Tianzi sat there, uncertain what to think. His mind was a jumble; in the past, he was always busy and his greatest pleasure was daydreaming. Now, in a single day, the father he had long since stopped longing for suddenly appeared, and with him, an enormous inheritance. For this father whom he had never met, Xiao Tianzi felt nothing.
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Especially after discovering the true background of the Xiao family, he felt even less inclined to ask about his father. Naturally, he would not refuse the inheritance. Why turn away free wealth? Such a powerful clan could easily find him and his mother. Thinking of his mother’s expression when mentioning his father, Xiao Tianzi felt even less inclined to care about the man who had abandoned them, causing his mother so much pain.
Never before had Xiao Tianzi been so idle in his office. He had no idea what to do; in fact, he was incapable of doing anything at the moment. He told people not to disturb him and sat alone, phone in hand, glancing at it now and then.
He had once imagined countless scenarios for pursuing Tian Ning, but he had never expected to propose marriage so directly.
When the mind is chaotic, ten hours of thinking may not produce what a minute of clarity can. The more he thought, the more muddled he became. Suddenly, the phone rang—it was Tian Hao. Xiao Tianzi sat up abruptly, his heart racing. So soon? Could it be…
“Ahem… Uncle Tian.”
“She really agreed?” Excited, Xiao Tianzi stood up and began pacing the office, speaking with Tian Hao.
“What, you’re worried she might make unreasonable demands? Haha, don’t worry. As long as I can do it, I’ll do anything for Ning.”
“Oh, I’ll need to come and formally propose. No other reason—I simply don’t know the proper etiquette. Don’t worry, I have someone by my side who knows everything.” Tian Hao, now speaking as a father-in-law, asked Xiao Tianzi about the process of proposing and organizing the wedding. Xiao Tianzi knew nothing, but suddenly recalled that Xu Guowei was a man capable of handling anything.
After the call, Xiao Tianzi went to the water dispenser and drank more than ten cups before feeling a little calmer. His excitement abated somewhat, and he immediately summoned Xu Guowei.
Xu Guowei entered, unaware of all that had transpired in such a short time. He himself had many tasks at hand; with Xiao family inheritance matters, especially inheriting the estate of all previous family members, it was no small affair.
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Entering, he saw the boss sitting there, his eyes shining with excitement, his body prickling with energy, unable to sit still as if he’d just taken a stimulant.
“Mr. Xiao, what can I do for you?”
Xiao Tianzi, brimming with excitement and happiness, looked at Xu Guowei and said, “Attorney Xu, I want to ask if you’re familiar with marriage procedures—proposals, betrothal gifts, registrations, certificates… Well, in short, do you know all the details about getting married?”
Xu Guowei hadn’t expected Xiao Tianzi to ask such a question. He thought to himself, “Divorce cases, I’m good at, especially for the super-rich.”
He replied professionally, “I haven’t handled the specifics myself, but rest assured, we can hire the best experts in the world to serve you. Mr. Xiao, what exactly do you want to do?”
Actually, Xiao Tianzi didn’t know Xu Guowei was the family’s representative lawyer, but he was like a company chairman, with everything handled by top professionals. This imperial lifestyle was as foreign to Xiao Tianzi as Granny Liu’s first visit to the Grand View Garden.
Xiao Tianzi didn’t care for the details—so long as someone handled them. He shrugged and smiled, “Hehe, didn’t I tell you? I really came back to pursue and marry the girl I love!”
Originally, Xiao Tianzi thought this would shock Xu Guowei, since when he first said it, it sounded more like a pretext to stay and make things difficult for Xu Guowei.
Who knew, Xu Guowei showed no surprise or change in expression, maintaining his professional smile, “You mean Miss Tian Ning, correct?”