The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Are you stupid?" Yang Qingwei shouted impatiently, "As long as you've sent the message, we can recover all the deleted data once we get our hands on your phone!"

If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!

Delete that stupid message right now, let's talk about it when we meet!

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qingwei's young and handsome face twisted slightly, and he glared at his reflection in the dressing mirror with a hint of impatience and hostility, letting out a cold snort.

This aunt is great in every way, except she's incredibly stupid and brainless.

She could play the palace intrigue game in the Ye family mansion with some semblance of skill, but once things got more complicated, her true colors were revealed.

If it weren't for her hard work and social skills, which allowed her to keep the Ye woman happy, the aunt and niece wouldn't have been able to establish a foothold in the relationship. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have been able to have a child, relying solely on her looks?

When someone gets old and loses their beauty, they'll definitely be kicked out!

Men, especially wealthy men, are surrounded by too many young and beautiful girls. How many of them can resist the temptation and remain faithful?

Ye Zhong found a mistress not long after his marriage, didn't he? Even after the mistress died, he didn't stop, and started secretly getting involved with his aunt, his first love.

He doesn't seem like a faithful man at all.

If I hadn't been so capable and quickly gained a foothold in the Ye Group, my aunt would have had a day to cry!

"However, after tonight I will be recognized as Chairman Ye's right-hand man, so all my efforts will have been worthwhile. My aunt is a bit foolish, but she has been really good to me. You raised me when I was young, and I will take care of you when you are old. It's very fair."

Yang Qingwei straightened his custom-designed tie in front of the mirror and gave a slight smile. "On the condition that you don't mess things up for me!"

Luxury cars were parked in the villa.

The hall was brightly lit and filled with distinguished guests. Ye Xingluo sat beside her grandfather, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity with the scene before her.

It was clearly their own home, yet they were obviously excluded.

Yang Yingying hadn't changed at all; she was still as beautiful and poised as ever, walking arm in arm with her father through the crowd with ease.

As expected, I underestimated this woman before!

How could she have managed to maintain her position as Mrs. Ye for so many years without having children and raising her nephew from her maternal family? She must have some tricks up her sleeve.

That was the woman my father forced to marry despite the pressure from my parents. How could I have been so stupid before, thinking she was really kind and understanding and never fought for anything?

"Host, Ye Xingchen is here too. All the characters except the female lead are in position." The little white cat looked around and whispered a reminder: "Let's proceed according to the original plan. I'll keep an eye on the female lead, and you keep an eye on Cat Boss."

Jiang Chen casually picked up a glass of wine, walked to Ye Xingluo's side, and said with a light smile, "Young Master, I just saw President Xu's car arrive. I guess the Xu family's daughter is in the car too. Shall we go and greet her?"

"Which Xu family?" The old lady immediately sensed something amiss and quickly pressed, "Xingluo, are you in love?"

No wonder she kept refusing blind dates; why didn't she tell Grandma sooner?

Ye Xinglu blushed. "It's not even close to being official yet, so don't worry. Once we're officially together, I'll let you see it."

"The Xu family, who are in the clothing business?" The old man nodded slightly and said, "Their daughter is indeed quite remarkable. I heard that she is already capable of handling things on her own."

"Since you're not too busy with your studies right now, it'll be easier for your grandma and me to place an order sooner rather than later..."

After exchanging a few perfunctory words, Ye Xingluo hurriedly got up and went out to greet him.

Xu Mei, wearing a light blue dress, greeted everyone generously beside her father.

"Oh wow!" The little white cat's eyes widened and shone brightly upon seeing this. "No wonder cats always think about Doubao!"

So he likes this style?!

Unlike beauties who pursue extreme thinness, Xu Mei stands out in the crowd because of her full and slightly rounded figure, like a figure that has stepped out of a mural.

Xu Mei also comes from a prestigious family, and her appearance is naturally very beautiful after generations of genetic selection.

But her beauty is very distinctive; her face is like a silver moon, her eyes are like water, her skin is plump, and she has two small dimples on her face, truly a blessed appearance.

Standing next to her, the tall and shapely Ye Xingluo looked quite well-matched.

"I don't know if Doubao changed his aesthetic sense when he turned into a cat, or if he just happened to choose the right cat by chance." Jiang Chen shrugged and laughed, "Anyway, the two of them are making good progress now. As long as the female lead doesn't interfere, the old lady will probably be able to hold her great-grandson soon."

The fluffy little cat stared in disbelief. "Things are developing so fast? He's only been back for a short time, hasn't he?"

"When two people hit it off, mutual affection can happen in an instant." Jiang Chen kept a close eye on his surroundings.

A moment later, sensing something was wrong within the Soul Weapon's perception range, he quickly brought two glasses of wine and invited Ye Xingluo and Xu Mei to walk towards the back hall.

Just as the three of them left, they heard a burst of greetings outside the door. An Muya followed Yang Qingwei, the project manager who had been temporarily assigned to the project, into the room.

"Young Yang is becoming more and more capable!"

"As expected of someone personally trained by Chairman Ye, he is truly promising at such a young age."

"The Ye Group has gained another formidable general, and its foray into the real estate industry will surely lead to great success!"

"Yes, Yang Qingwei, Ye Xingchen, and Ye Xingluo, who is deeply favored by the old man, are all quite good among the younger generation!"

"Let's just forget about Ye Xingluo, shall we? Didn't she disappear without a trace before?"

"I heard that he was under too much pressure and couldn't handle the responsibility, so he ran away on his own!"

"The Ye family has kept the news very secret. There's still no definite news about her disappearance. I did hear that Ye Xingluo was admitted to the elite EMBA program at Beijing University. Is she going to pursue further studies?"

"Wow, that exam is really tough. It seems Ye Xingluo's disappearance was a ruse; she really is pursuing further studies..."

"Chairman Ye is a shrewd strategist; is he just spreading misinformation?"

…………

Whispers rippled through the bustling hall, but An Muya, witnessing such a scene for the first time, heard nothing.

She was completely stunned!

It was more luxurious than any of the wealthy families on TV, and more spectacular than any scene in a novel. The shimmering crystal chandeliers and the gold and silver tableware alone were enough to make me dizzy.

What's more, there are handsome men and beautiful women everywhere you look!

Those wealthy ladies and heiresses wear luxurious jewelry on their necks, wrists, heads, and ears; even the price of a single pearl is beyond my reach.

Looking down at her own dress now, she realized how cheap and shabby it looked.

An Muya felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have acted so stubbornly to protect her self-esteem. If she had accepted the dress that Chairman Ye gave her, she could be standing in the hall looking radiant right now.

But now...

Chapter Eighteen: Everything is a Routine

May I have this dance?

An Muya shrank into the corner, feeling ashamed and shy, but the protagonist's aura did not allow her to be so low-key, and soon she enveloped Yang Qingwei, who was not far away.

He turned around unintentionally and discovered that the little girl who was usually not very noticeable in the project department was as sweet and lovely as a budding flower when she wore a light pink dress.

Although she wasn't adorned with luxurious jewelry, her natural beauty made her appear even more pure and flawless, and I was momentarily captivated by her.

Just then, the music started, and Yang Qingwei put down his wine glass, bent down slightly, and extended his right hand to invite him.

"Ah... I... I can't dance." An Muya blushed instantly and replied softly, her petite body shrinking back even further.

That's none other than the incredibly handsome and usually aloof Minister Yang!

Countless girls in the company have fallen for him at first sight and secretly admired him, yet to this day, not a single girl has been able to get close to him. Even his secretaries and assistants are all men.

But this aloof and handsome guy actually asked me to dance?!

For a moment, An Muya felt like she was dreaming.

But he was so close, I could even smell the distinctive men's cologne on Minister Yang, a deep and alluring scent reminiscent of wood.

"It's okay, I can teach you." Yang Qingwei smiled slightly and stretched out his long, slender, fair hand. "Don't worry, dancing is easy to learn."

Her heart was pounding in her chest. She mustered her courage and looked up, only to find Minister Yang smiling at her!

An Muya was so happy she almost fainted.

She didn't know how she managed to hand over her hand. She had been mentally resisting and didn't want to embarrass herself in front of so many people, but her body wouldn't listen to her.

By the time An Muya, who was a beat slow to react, realized what was happening, Minister Yang had already grabbed her hand and held her waist, leading her in a graceful dance on the dance floor.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder she's a Mary Sue heroine. Once her halo is activated, she's practically invincible!"

The little white cat perched on a nearby pillar, its eyes fixed on An Muya, whose face was slightly flushed as she whispered something to Yang Qingwei in the dance floor, not daring to let its guard down.

This aura is terrifying! We can't let the script team find an opportunity to trap Cat Boss!

Ye Zhong was chatting and laughing with several old friends on the second floor when he glanced down and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Yang Qingwei and An Muya, two young people, are shining so brightly and stealing the spotlight!

Watching the shy, blushing girl dancing gracefully, Ye Zhong felt a surge of anger.

That's my prey, which I'm currently playing with. How dare anyone else lay a finger on it?!

"It seems I need to change her department for her internship." After calming down, he thought about it carefully. He himself had transferred An Muya to the project department in charge of Yang Qingwei, intending to give her the opportunity to attend the celebration banquet.

Unexpectedly, this gave that kid an opportunity!

An Muya is indeed quite good. A girl who can catch one's eye is naturally very attractive. It seems that Qingwei has good taste.

With that thought in mind, Ye Zhong had long lost patience for small talk and chatting with others. After exchanging a few jokes, he took a wine glass and went downstairs under the pretext of someone offering him a toast.

"Huh? Ah Wei actually invited a girl to dance in this kind of setting?" Yang Yingying quickly noticed the two young men who were making a splash in the lobby on the first floor and frowned slightly.

The aunt and niece had agreed on something, and he needed to cultivate an image of being capable, studious, and single-mindedly devoted to his career.

Only in this way can he impress Ye Zhong, who has high standards.

This child usually keeps up very well, so why did he let us down at the crucial moment?

His dance partner looked like a vixen at first glance, dressed in cheap and shabby clothes that couldn't even afford a piece of jewelry, and had a few haphazardly placed plastic flowers on his head that exuded poverty.

It's obvious that she comes from an ordinary background and is even a bit from a small family.

What's the point of having a girl who can't offer any help? She just ruins the carefully cultivated image you've built up over the years!

Yang Yingying gritted her teeth in hatred, while An Muya was immersed in happiness and unable to extricate herself.

Her crush looked at her with such tenderness, his smile so genuine, as if she were the only one he cared about. She spun around, feeling slightly dizzy, but nestled in his strong arms, she felt a deep sense of security.

An Muya could no longer hear the music clearly.

Everyone and everything around them had long since vanished into nothingness, excluded from their world. How romantic and beautiful this moment was, even more captivating than anything depicted in novels or on television.

After all, she was leaning against her idol, feeling his body temperature and breath, and hearing his infinitely gentle voice. It was real and vivid, and countless times more wonderful than she had imagined!