Yang Tan finished his meal and was about to go out, so I followed beside him.

I found that only by following him, with that scent of his body, I wouldn't be dragged back into that strange mist.

Just then, I also wanted to see what changes this world had.

Yang Tan went to inspect his newly opened jewelry store with his assistant. His family now had over a hundred more stores than three years ago, and they even hired a popular celebrity to endorse them.

Previously, whenever his family opened a jewelry store, it was inevitable that our family's store would open right across from it. The two families often clashed violently over territory and customers.

As I looked at the new jewelry store, I searched for the familiar sign, but all I saw were signs from other stores—Yilin Jewelry.

When did this new brand come out? The name sounds really unpleasant. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

I returned to Yang's jewelry store feeling somewhat unhappy, hearing the argument inside.

An older lady came to return a product, but the receipt didn't match the product. The salesperson insisted it wasn't from Yang's store, and she must have bought a counterfeit product.

The older lady immediately changed her expression, slammed the table, and angrily accused, insisting she bought it from them, and somehow it got dragged to me.

She: "If it weren't for the Lin family's daughter causing that incident back then, how could your family dominate alone? It's all over the internet, saying that your family's underhanded actions caused the accident with the wedding car."

Yang Tan was originally in the lounge listening to the staff report on work below. He heard those words from afar, his eyes instantly turning sharp, his whole demeanor as cold as ice.

Seeing his expression change, the manager quickly had the security guard kick the person out.