Empress No More 3

Tang Moyu knew that her best friend, Li Meilin would never sell her out, unless there was a person who'd been aware of the fateful night she had spent with a stranger.

Her memories of that night might not be clear, but she could recall fragments of what had happened before she lost her consciousness.

The bar inside the hotel was filled with patrons and guests. It was lively as expected, but Tang Moyu and her team waited for Feng Tianhua to arrive with their VIP guests that night.

On the stage, women were doing sexy dances. The music was loud and Tang Moyu had a deep frown on her face, annoyed that she needed to spend time at this place.

The only people who could enter this place were either those from rich families or celebrities who didn't care about throwing money from their own pockets.

Although she appeared calm and collected, she couldn't wait to end this charade and retire for the night. Tang Moyu pushed the bridge of her glasses up and looked at the group of men coming her way. She stood up once she spotted Feng Tianhua with them but she caught sight of Xing Yiyue following behind him.

She raised a brow at her fiance, but Feng Tianhua ignored her unspoken question as if he didn't care about her opinion of him bringing Xing Yiyue with him. Ever since Tang Moyu found out about Xing Yiyue, she had instinctively done everything she could to avoid this woman.

Tang Moyu hated confrontation. Not because she was afraid, but she didn't like to lose control of herself over some petty people who couldn't keep their legs close. She didn't think a woman like Xing Yiyue was worth her time when she could spend it on something more productive.

Also, she didn't want to get entangled in the web of jealousy and schemes Feng Tianhua's women had.

Tang Moyu returned her attention to their VIP guests. These were some of the prospective investors she'd invited for a discussion regarding a partnership. If they were able to close this deal, then Feng Conglomerate would be able to secure their spot for the next five years. After all, the Yun Group was currently number one within Shenzhen.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Feng Tianhua sat across her with Xing Yiyue by his side. Tang Moyu wasn't annoyed but how could he bring his woman at this crucial moment? Xing Yiyue smiled awkwardly at her, aware of the irony of the situation.

Feng Tianhua leaned his body on the leather seat and put his arm on the back of Xing Yiyue's seat as if he was staking a claim on her.

However, it was obvious that this Tang Moyu wasn't Feng Tianhua's woman. Since the man was stupid enough to acknowledge the real queen, he wondered if he should make a move to lure her to his side.

Yun Zhen was a few years older than Feng Tianhua and had seen enough women know what they wanted from a man like him. However, this was one of the rare times that he met a woman who can look at him straight in the eye without succumbing to his charm. It was a pity that she already belonged to Feng Tianhua.

After two long hours of talking between the two parties, the Yun Group considered to have a partnership with the Feng Conglomerate, just as long they could present a proper and decent proposal in eight weeks' time.

Tang Moyu then excused herself and went to the bar, saving herself from any trouble that may arise with Xing Yiyue around. After a few drinks, her face flushed as she down another glass of alcohol.

Although she appeared calm seeing her fiance and his current girlfriend showing up together tonight, Tang Moyu didn't like the implication of it. It made her feel like she was the unwanted woman here, when in fact Xing Yiyue shouldn't even dare to show her face anywhere near an engaged man.

Minutes later, Xing Yiyue appeared and accompanied her at the bar.

"I don't know what they were talking about, so I come here, Sister Tang," she sheepishly said.

Tang Moyu raised a brow at her while holding her glass with one hand. Xing Yiyue was wearing a fitted deep pink mini dress with a strapless design that accentuated her hourglass figure. Even though she was two years younger than Tang Moyu, it was obvious that she had been through several hardships in life.

Meanwhile, Tang Moyu was still wearing her black business suit, a pair of black spectacles on her face. Usually, she uses graded contact lenses throughout the day but she always removes it after working hours to let her eyes rest.

"Please don't call me your sister. We are not related nor connected to each other."

The smile on Xing Yiyue's face immediately faded and she lowered her eyes in shame.

She was deep in her thoughts that she didn't notice Yun Zhen taking a seat next to her.

"Miss Tang, why are you here drinking alone? Shouldn't you be celebrating with everyone?" When he noticed Xing Yiyue next to Tang Moyu, his eyes slightly widened. The two were great beauties in his opinion. One was sweet and warm like a sun, the other was a cold beauty that could freeze the entire hell with one look.

"Ah, President Yun." Xing Yiyue blinked her innocent round eyes on Yun Zhen, "Please don't mind us. Sister Tang and I were just having a girly talk."

Yun Zhen ignored her and decided to look at Tong Moyu's impassive face.

"Let's have a toast, Miss Tang. To be honest, I only agreed to cooperate because you were able to convince me," he told her.

"Thank you, President Yun but I'm not the only one who worked hard for the proposal," Tang Moyu corrected him.

Xing Yiyue, who was ignored by the most powerful man in Shenzhen in favor of Tang Moyu, scowled. Feng Tianhua had high regard for this woman and although she knew he loved her deeply, he had made it known to her that Tang Moyu was to be his wife and that wouldn't change.

A sinister smile curled her lips. She discreetly popped a pill into the glass she was holding, giving it a stir until it dissolved before placing it in front of Tang Moyu before taking another glass for herself.

"I agree with President Yun, Sister Tang. Let's have a toast. You and Tianhua have worked hard for this." She lifted her glass and gestured to Tang Moyu to take the spiked drink she prepared for her.

She smiled proudly as Tang Moyu slightly nodded at her and watched as Tang Moyu gave a toast to President Yun and finished the glass of alcohol she'd given her.

Xing Yiyue held back her anger. What empress? What Madam Feng? The title of being Madam Feng would be hers! She'll make Tianhua get rid of Tang Moyu for her sake!

'Tang Moyu, you didn't wrong me, but your mere existence is an obstacle for me.'