In the afternoon after school, Wei Jingxi called Wei Nanxuan once again. He suppressed his disgust and spoke in a calm tone, urging Wei Nanxuan to convene a press conference as quickly as possible.
"I can hold the press conference; I will announce in front of the media that you have always been the sole heir of Wanxie Consortium."
After calming down for a while, Wei Nanxuan's attitude softened considerably. His voice faltered slightly, laced with sarcasm. "I know what you're thinking. This afternoon, that old man Zheng Yicheng also called me. He didn't say it outright, but I could guess he has intentions of calling off the engagement."
"But you can rest assured; once the press conference is held, it should stabilize him for a while."
Wei Jingxi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little, though his expression remained far from pleasant. He remained silent as Wei Nanxuan continued, "Just remember one thing: the biggest taboo in a business marriage is developing real feelings. It’s a fantasy to think that a marriage with a price tag can lead to happiness. This time, with the pink diamond ring and the Drone Show, anyone with a conscience knows how to write the word 'touching.' If Zheng Family chooses to call off the engagement over private shares, I really don’t know what to say about you!"
Wei Nanxuan scoffed, "Don’t let yourself be played; be more aware!"
Wei Jingxi retorted, "You despise actors the most but gave that woman the chance to get pregnant. Dad, who is really being played here?"
Wei Nanxuan was left speechless.
"In matters of willingness, what difference is there between us? The one who should be more aware is probably you."
The next morning at nine o'clock, Wei Nanxuan officially held a press conference at Hua Chen International Conference Center, attended by dozens of well-known media outlets for coverage. During the conference, he emphasized that the next chairman of Wanxie Consortium would only be his eldest son, Wei Jingxi.
During his tenure, he would work closely with company veterans to nurture this heir until he passed all assessments successfully. There would be no second heir for Wanxie Consortium!
After the press conference concluded, Tan Yan cordially invited Zheng Yicheng to dinner at Ruihua Trade Hotel. Tan Yan sat in a chair, his dark long-sleeved shirt concealing his wrist wrapped in thick bandages. His gaze was calm and composed, revealing no emotions beneath the surface.
Tan Yan lifted the teacup before him, his long fingers tracing the intricate patterns on its surface as he lowered his eyes and took a sip. "They even held a press conference; it seems they truly care about your families' union."
"I didn't hide anything: I spoke with him on the phone yesterday to test his attitude, and he certainly didn't expect to respond so quickly," Zheng Yicheng said.
Tan Yan smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned. "What I did was the right choice. You know, I came to find you because I'm willing to be your backup."
The words from yesterday still held true; if the Wei family's union fell through, he could still consider Tan Yan. He maintained a steady gaze with Zheng Yicheng, his clear, bright eyes carrying an almost imperceptible sense of pressure.
"Of course, I didn't mean to imply that you two are absolutely not meant to be," he added, denying it first before unexpectedly throwing out a question.
"Just holding a press conference with great fanfare might not fully earn trust. It would be better to just get rid of that child. I heard it's only been two months; if it's gone, it's gone—nothing to lament."
Zheng Yicheng looked expressionless, but when he raised the teacup to his lips, he found no desire to drink.
Tan Yan coldly mocked, "It seems that in Wei Nanxuan's mind, he should be able to distinguish what's important and what's not. It's a pity that his pretty words are merely superficial and lack any real persuasive power."
"I know," Zheng Yicheng slowly set down the untouched teacup.
Tan Yan smiled gently. "Besides the Wei family, I am also your option."
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