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Chapter 983: Chapter 983: Three Years
After attending Qin Anhao’s wedding banquet, life went on peacefully and warmly. Occasionally, when Meng Siyu was on a business trip, Tang Yue would feel worried. But most of the time, Meng Siyu could accompany her, and Tang Yue felt very content in her heart.
In December 1995, Qin Anhao and Xie Ziyao had a son, Qin Fan.
In March 1996, Aunt Lian Tong had another son, named Gushu, two years younger than his brother, Gai Yu.
After naming the child Gushu, everyone had something to say to Lian Tong about how random the name seemed, even joking that though she hadn’t gotten the daughter she wished for, at least it was still her own son.
In 1997, Tang Yue participated in an international fashion design competition and brought back a championship. Even when receiving the award, she entrusted Lucy to accept it on her behalf.
Tang, the Huaxia fashion designer, suddenly became the most spotlighted designer.
Many tried to find out Tang Yue’s real identity through Lucy, but Tang Yue disliked being in the limelight, so she instructed Lucy to brush them off.
Over the years, Lucy successfully promoted the Star Bright brand internationally. Once urged to return and take over Kaya Jewelry, Lucy now owned a business that earned her family’s respect.
Star Bright leaped into a well-known domestic high-end brand, competing with international brands entering Huaxia. Star Bright’s boutiques flourished everywhere, and not just Qin Anyu, even Zhao Zhirou, and Cheng Zhiqing prospered as well.
At Xinyue Studio, apart from designing ten outfits a month, the rest served as a creative workshop for Tang Yue and others, nurturing many talented individuals over the years.
Mingyue Clothing Factory developed even more aggressively, with twice as many branches as Star Bright. Many agents sought to join, and Tang Mingli always adhered to selecting the best partners with responsibility. The factory grew from dozens of employees to now several thousand, becoming quite substantial.
Tang Mingli transitioned from an ordinary worker carrying trays at a restaurant to a major boss with thousands of employees and tens of millions in assets.
The Wei Family, who once despised Tang Mingli as a country bumpkin, completely changed their attitude toward him.
"Uncle, who is this calling for you? They’ve even called my house." Tang Yue sat on the sofa, looking curiously at Tang Mingli.
Years had passed, and Tang Yue hadn’t changed much. Time had treated her kindly, and she still looked like she was in her early twenties.
"It’s Tuantuan’s uncle-in-law," Tang Mingli sighed and said, "It’s Jiajia’s brother-in-law. He previously called, saying he needed to borrow money to start a business, but a few years ago, he asked for money and ended up losing it all in gambling. This time I naturally didn’t want to lend him any money."
Jiajia’s brother-in-law once owned a shoe factory worth millions, flaunting like a cloud in the sky, while Tang Mingli felt left on the ground.
But in just ten years, Tang Mingli’s assets grew significantly, whereas Jiajia’s brother-in-law?
His business declined, and he got involved in gambling. It’s said that this issue led to many arguments between Wei Jiahong and Brother-in-law Jiajia.
"You can’t lend him money like that. You help them in an emergency, not out of poverty. He says it’s for a factory, but who knows if it’s not for more gambling?" Tang Yue comforted, "Uncle, you can handle this easily. Discuss it with little aunt. He calls you here to avoid telling little aunt, right?"
Tang Mingli’s eyes lit up, praising, "Xiao Yue, your mind works quickly."
"Uncle, you’re worried little aunt will be upset. Otherwise, would you really have no solutions?" Tang Yue chuckled, pleased that Uncle Tang Mingli hadn’t become arrogant with his elevated status, but remained more humble than before.
As Tang Mingli aged, he gained a mature charm, appearing dignified, with self-assured, radiant eyes enhancing his allure.
Tang Mingli touched his nose, saying, "Xiao Yue, don’t tease your uncle. Teach me how to make little aunt happy."
"What have you been up to again?" Tang Yue blinked. Over the years, as Tang Mingli became more successful, many women tried to attach to him.
Even though Tang Mingli had no such intentions, some women sought to gain something for nothing. Although rare, just a few could be troublesome.
"I didn’t do anything. I entertained the Song Family a few days ago for dinner, and somehow, someone’s perfume was too strong. When I got home, little aunt ignored me." Tang Mingli treated Tang Yue like a friend, saying, "Xiao Yue, you must help me. I have no other thoughts, I swear!"
"Ahem."
Tang Yue cleared her throat, saying, "Uncle, aren’t you skilled at appeasing little aunt? Do you still need to ask me? Little aunt wants you to take a break from work and go out with her. Just go with her, problem solved!"
"But with so much happening at the factory, how can I leave?" Tang Mingli knew this, but as the clothing factory thrived, he felt more responsible, knowing that many depended on it. If something went wrong, many people would be affected.
"Uncle, how many times have I advised you? Don’t do everything yourself. Letting go at the right time is essential too." Tang Yue earnestly advised, "No matter how much money you make, if there’s no time to spend with little aunt, what’s the point?"
"Besides, Anan is now in elementary school, and Tuantuan is in kindergarten. If you don’t spend time with them now, they’ll grow up and not need you."
Since the factory’s inception, Tang Mingli seemed tied to it twenty-four seven, even though little aunt stayed in Jing City. Often, Tang Mingli was busier.
Even busier than Meng Siyu.
After years, Meng Siyu’s Pinganda achieved scale, allowing him to spare a few days a month for her. But Tang Mingli?
Apart from the New Year’s days, even then, he worried about factory matters.
"Uncle, family is most important. No amount of money compares to time with little aunt and Anan’s siblings." Tang Yue observed Tang Mingli’s contemplative look and said no more.
In these years, though money increased, little aunt Wei Jiajia wasn’t any happier. Sometimes, knowing Tang Mingli was faithful, she’d feign anger to make him fret a little.
Tang Yue refused to devote all her energy to work. No matter its significance, it couldn’t surpass family.
"Uncle, you think it over. I’ll go pick up Zaozao and Chenchen." Tang Yue checked the time and thought of the two children at kindergarten, feeling a softness in her heart.