Chapter 18

"Director Ye, you sure forget things easily. Didn't you say you'd pay me back for the suit?" Tang Mingxi said matter-of-factly.

Ye Heng suddenly remembered, but he did not argue.

After a while, he spoke evenly. "The first round of recovered funds from Azure Luo Bay is a huge amount."

The unspoken meaning was, how could a suit worth tens of thousands compare to several hundred million?

Tang Mingxi accepted that without a shred of guilt. "Yep! Other than the suit money, the rest is the interest I'm collecting!"

Ye Heng:?

Tang Mingxi said, "You didn't think you could owe me money for so long and not pay any interest, did you?"

Ye Heng was speechless. "You want two or three hundred million in interest?"

Tang Mingxi did not even blink. "That's why I'm charging usury."

Ye Heng:...

—My wife accidentally logged into her pathetic son-in-law's bank account and was terrified by the thousand-digit balance!

—A useless husband was brought to a banquet by his wife for the first time, and tycoons from every industry were so scared their legs went weak...

—The War God son-in-law returned to the city and discovered his wife had lived in poverty for years. One Huabei payment, twenty quadrillion transferred!

Ah! This felt so good! qvq!

That was twenty quadrillion!

Tang Mingxi immediately became engrossed, reading with great relish.

However, he had exhausted too much energy that night. He grew drowsy after less than ten minutes.

Half-asleep, he still did not forget about his usurious Azure Luo Bay loan. He muttered a few words before leaning against the window and falling asleep.

The Maybach moved forward slowly, but its destination was not Mingxi No. 1.

After signaling the driver to stop outside a Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, Ye Heng glanced at the sleeping Tang Mingxi and entered the clinic alone.

A faint, bitter medicinal fragrance drifted through the air. Ye Heng stopped before an elderly man who had been waiting for some time. If Tang Mingxi had been there, he would certainly have recognized him as the once highly respected chief butler of the Yunjing Ye family.

The moment Huang Yufei saw Ye Heng, he stepped forward respectfully. "Young Master, have you still not decided to return to the Ye family?"

"No rush." Ye Heng spoke blandly. "I just happened to stop by and see you."

Huang Yufei said, "Does that brat Tang Mingxi still show you any disrespect?"

Ye Heng was slightly taken aback. Thinking back on the past few months, Tang Mingxi had unexpectedly gotten along with him peacefully for so long.

"Young Master, rest assured. That brat Tang Mingxi won't be jumping around for much longer. Once you return to the Ye family and seize power back from Madam, it won't be too late to come back and slice him into a thousand pieces! Young Master?"

"Mm." Ye Heng gave a perfunctory response. Huang Yufei found it somewhat strange. The young master did not seem as resolute as before.

"I'll settle Tang Mingxi's debt with him myself." Ye Heng spoke calmly. "I came to see you today because I need something."

Huang Yufei breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the young master did not let Tang Mingxi off!

That brat had gone too far. Unless he was sliced into a thousand pieces, it would be hard to vent this anger!

"Young Master, please give your orders."

"Mm." Ye Heng spoke with composure. "Lend me some money."

"I forgot to congratulate you on getting the Azure Luo Bay contract. This one billion... huh?" Before Huang Yufei could finish his belated congratulations, the words stuck in his throat.

It took Huang Yufei a full minute to react. "B-borrow money?"

"Mm."

Huang Yufei was dumbfounded.

What was going on? Hadn't the young master just secured a one-billion deal? How could he have no money???

"Did... did something unexpected happen with Miss's condition?" Huang Yufei cautiously probed.

"No." Ye Heng immediately denied it. "Lend me five thousand."

Five thousand.

Then it definitely was not about Miss.

Numbly, Huang Yufei took five thousand from his wallet.

He suddenly did not dare ask what the young master needed such a small sum for.

Ye Heng put the cash into his pocket. As he was about to leave, he suddenly paused and turned back. "Uncle Huang."

"Yes. What are your orders, Young Master?"

For the first time, an expression that could only be described as indescribable appeared on Ye Heng's handsome face. "You... how much do you usually spend on meals with your wife?"

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Huh???

Young Master, what are you talking about??

Wake up, Young Master???

"She can cook herself. When we eat out, it's only a little over a thousand per meal."

As Huang Yufei spoke, he looked at the young man standing in the darkness with trepidation.

After a long while, Ye Heng finally said, "Mm. I understand."

Just as Huang Yufei thought Ye Heng was about to leave, Ye Heng suddenly turned back again and coldly lectured him, "It's good for husband and wife to be loving, but you can't be so extravagant and wasteful. Eating out is never as good as cooking at home, so don't spoil her too much!"

Huang Yufei was bewildered. Huh? Huh? What? Huh?

Young Master, what did you go through to gain such insight at such a young age!!!

Inside the Maybach, Tang Mingxi was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that Ye Heng had gotten out of the car.

When Ye Heng opened the door, a gust of late spring cold air poured in. Tang Mingxi sensed the chill in his sleep and instinctively curled up, causing his phone to slip from his arms and fall to the floor.

The screen suddenly lit up. Ye Heng picked up the phone. The page was still open to the novel Tang Mingxi had been reading before falling asleep, The Strongest War God Son-in-Law.

Chen Heng roared and slapped his wife Tang Xiaoqian across her lovely face. "This slap is for your blindness! It severs the bond between us as husband and wife. The heavens govern reincarnation; I govern life and death!"

At that moment, an overwhelming aura of dominance surrounded Chen Heng. At one command, a hundred thousand soldiers rushed toward Huaxia, like the descent of a king!

Tang Xiaoqian looked as though she had been struck by lightning. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her full chest quivered as she murmured, "Impossible. How... how could you be the Violet Star War God, commander of the Kunlun Army in the Western Territory?!"

Chen Heng had never imagined that the person who had risked her life to rush into the fire and save him all those years ago was actually Tang Xiaoqian's younger sister! So she was the one he truly loved!

Ye Heng:...

Tang Xiaoxi?

The Maybach pulled into the garage at Mingxi No. 1, and Tang Mingxi happened to wake slowly from his dream.

He had spent the whole drive having nightmares, dreaming that Ye Heng was actually a War God!

Of course, he had also dreamed that the bastard male lead had pushed his innocent self into the sea qvq!

He was angry!

Ye Heng silently followed Tang Mingxi into Mingxi No. 1.

Then he heard Tang Mingxi's unhappy voice. "Starting tomorrow, your allowance will be five hundred a day."

Ye Heng paused, his voice cold. "What did I do wrong?"

Tang Mingxi sneered. "Figure it out yourself."

You pushed me into the sea in my dream, you bastard man :)

Ye Heng probably would never have imagined in his life that he had offended Tang Mingxi in Tang Mingxi's dream.

By bedtime, Tang Mingxi still had not calmed down. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he felt that his transmigrated self was innocent.

When he came downstairs to the living room and saw that Ye Heng still had not figured out what he had done wrong, he decided to give him a way out.

"Have you figured it out?"

"No."

Very good :)

You have absolutely no remorse toward innocent me.

Tang Mingxi wore pale blue silk pajamas. His skin was pale and beautiful as he looked down at Ye Heng from above. "Yuanrong Private Kitchen hired a chef I really like. I want to eat there."

Ye Heng silently calculated. A three-star Michelin Chinese restaurant. It only serves four tables a month, with an average of five thousand per person.

Five thousand. That was fine.

For some reason, Ye Heng squeezed the freshly borrowed money in his pocket.

He felt a little relieved.