Stepping out of the resort hotel, Yan Caiwei got into Guan Lin's parked black Cadillac.

"Yan Caiwei, what exactly is going on with you?"

"Don't you know how the entertainment circle works?" Guan Lin clenched her phone in her right hand and smacked the steering wheel hard, looking utterly flustered.

For a moment, Yan Caiwei remained silent.

However, she half-closed her eyes, carefully recalling the bits and pieces of last night.

It was supposed to be a get-together with a few childhood friends. But only after she arrived did she realize that it was a welcome banquet specially organized for Tang Shen.

The most critical point was that everything changed after she drank the fruit wine handed to her by Xiao Ruhuan.

"Xiao Ruhuan, that bitch." Yan Caiwei couldn't help but curse.

Just as Guan Lin was about to speak, the phone in her hand rang again. She looked down at the number displayed on the screen and rubbed her temples with a headache.

"The endless calls are coming in again."

"I think we have to go back to the company first."

Guan Lin silenced the phone and casually tossed it to the back seat, then stepped on the gas to speed up.

...

It was half an hour later when Tang Shen received the call and rushed to the old Tang house. As soon as he stepped into the hall, he immediately felt like he was in a tribunal, and promptly changed his direction.

"Cousin!"

Luo Lingshan's words succeeded in catching the attention of everyone present. Seeing the delight in her eyes at his misfortune, Tang Shen grew so angry that he almost ground his molars to bits.

"Come here now," the old man of the Tang family commanded, though advanced in years, his authority was still tangible.

"Grandfather,"

Growing up, Tang Shen, this little tyrant who feared neither Heaven nor Earth, owed much to the indulgence of the Tang family patriarch. Every time he caused trouble, when other family members scolded him, the patriarch would always be the first to come to his defense.

"You naughty boy, return to the country and immediately stir up such a mess."

"Did you really bully that girl from the Yan family?"

Tang Shen's silence was tantamount to admission.

"Since you acted this way against the lady, you must bear the responsibility of a man," Tang Baifeng stated sternly.

"I think in the next few days, we should ask the Yan family to come over and discuss the marriage," the old master of the Tang family, having made the final decision.

"Grandfather, have you asked my opinion about this?" Tang Shen rubbed his brow helplessly.

"Quiet!"

"Shut up!"

Tang Shen discreetly rubbed his nose with a red face.

...

After finishing her work at the company, Yan Caiwei trudged back to her flat, her body filled with exhaustion.

The moment the elevator doors opened, Yan Caiwei saw two familiar faces standing at her doorstep.

"Grandpa, sister." Yan Caiwei felt as if she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

The two glanced at each other, Yan Xier subtly mouthed to Yan Caiwei... You're on your own.

"Vivi, the Tang family has called already stating that Tang Shen, the young man will take responsibility for you. Hurry up and get your marriage certificate!"

The old man of the Yan family's words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

It took Yan Caiwei a good few seconds to muster up her voice, "Grandpa, I do not agree."

"Vivi, this is not the time to be willful. From the beginning when you entered the entertainment industry, we were against it but you just had to have your own way. Now that such a scandal has happened, regardless of the face of our Yan family, a girl like you has her reputation destroyed. Who would dare to marry you in the future?" The old man loved his little granddaughter from the bottom of his heart, but she was always the most headstrong.

"Then I just won't marry for a lifetime." Yan Caiwei retorted, huffing in resentment.

"Nonsense!"

"What girl doesn’t get married?"

"Moreover, that young man from the Tang family, be it his background or appearance, matches you well."

"But there's no love between us." Yan Caiwei interrupted him coldly.

"Your sister has already become the sacrifice for our political marriage, isn't that enough? Are you going to walk in her footsteps?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Yan Caiwei regretted them.

"Vivi, I hope you can think about it carefully. We are doing all this for your own good." Yan Xier maintained her usual calm and collected demeanor.

They left after a while, but Yan Caiwei was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, staring blankly at the direction of the door.