"Director Ye, you really do forget things when you're important. Didn't you say you'd pay me back for the suit?" Tang Mingxi said righteously.
Ye Heng suddenly remembered that and did not refute it.
After a while, though, he spoke blandly. "The first recovered funds from Azure Luo Bay are a substantial amount."
The hidden meaning was: How could your suit worth a few tens of thousands compare to several hundred million?
Tang Mingxi accepted that without the slightest shame. "Yep! Other than the suit money, the rest is the interest I'm collecting!"
Ye Heng:?
Tang Mingxi said, "You don't think you can owe me money for so long without paying any interest, do you?"
Ye Heng was speechless. "Two or three hundred million in interest?"
Tang Mingxi did not even blink. "That's why it's a high-interest loan."
Ye Heng:...
—The wife accidentally logged into her good-for-nothing son-in-law's bank account and was scared silly by the thousand-digit balance!
—The useless husband was taken to a banquet by his wife for the first time, and big shots from every industry were so frightened their legs went weak...
—The War God son-in-law returned to the city and discovered his wife had suffered in poverty for years. A little Huabei payment, and two thousand trillion arrived in her account!
Ooh! So satisfying! qvq!
That was two thousand trillion!
Tang Mingxi immediately became engrossed, reading with great interest.
But he had expended too much energy tonight. Before ten minutes had passed, he was already getting drowsy.
Even in his haze, he did not forget about his high-interest loan from Azure Luo Bay. After muttering a few words, he leaned against the window and fell asleep.
The Maybach rolled 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 eventually stopped before an elderly man who had been waiting for a long time. If Tang Mingxi had been there, he would certainly have recognized him as the once highly respected chief steward of the Yunjing Ye Family.
The moment Huang Yufei saw Ye Heng, he stepped forward respectfully. "Young Master, do you still have no plans to return to the Ye Family?"
"No rush." Ye Heng spoke calmly. "I just happened to come by and see you."
Huang Yufei said, "Does that brat Tang Mingxi still show you any disrespect?"
Ye Heng was slightly stunned. Thinking of everything that had happened over the past few months, Tang Mingxi had unexpectedly gotten along with him peacefully for so long.
"Rest assured, Young Master. That brat Tang Mingxi will not 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 cut him into a thousand pieces! Young Master?"
"Mm." Ye Heng gave a perfunctory response. Huang Yufei found it a little strange. The young master did not seem as resolute as before.
"I'll settle my accounts with Tang Mingxi myself." Ye Heng spoke impassively. "I came to see you today because I need something."
Huang Yufei relaxed. As long as the young master did not let Tang Mingxi off!
That brat had gone too far. Unless he was cut into a thousand pieces, Huang Yufei would never be able to vent his anger!
"What does Young Master need? Please give your orders."
"Mm." Ye Heng spoke calmly. "Lend me some money."
"I forgot to congratulate you on securing the Azure Luo Bay contract. These one billion... huh?" The congratulations Huang Yufei had just added got stuck in his throat.
A full minute passed before Huang Yufei came back to his senses. "B-borrow money?"
"Mm."
Huang Yufei was dumbfounded.
What was going on? Hadn't the young master just landed a one-billion deal? How could he have no money???
"Did... did something happen with Miss's condition?" Huang Yufei cautiously probed.
"No." Ye Heng rejected it immediately. "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 leaving, he suddenly paused and turned back. "Uncle Huang."
"Yes. What orders do you have, 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 does your wife usually spend on meals?"
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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 usually just over a thousand per meal."
As he spoke, Huang Yufei watched the youth standing in the darkness with trepidation.
After a long while, Ye Heng's voice finally came. "Mm. I understand."
Just as Huang Yufei thought Ye Heng was about to leave, Ye Heng suddenly turned around again and coldly lectured him. "It's good for husband and wife to be affectionate, but you cannot be extravagant and wasteful. Eating outside will never compare to home cooking, so don't spoil her too much!"
Huang Yufei was bewildered. Huh? Huh? What? Huh?
Young Master, what exactly 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.
Ye Heng opened the door, letting in a blast of chilly spring cold. Feeling the chill in his dream, Tang Mingxi instinctively curled up, causing his phone to fall from his arms to the floor.
The screen suddenly lit up. Ye Heng picked up the phone, and the page was still on 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 inability to recognize greatness! Our marital bond ends here! The heavens control reincarnation, while I control life and death!"
At that moment, an overwhelming tyrannical aura surrounded Chen Heng. At his command, one hundred thousand soldiers rushed toward China, as though a King had descended!
Tang Xiaoqian was struck as if by lightning. Her delicate body trembled slightly, as did her soft chest, and she muttered, "Impossible. You... how could you possibly be the Violet Star War God, commander of the Kunlun Army in the Western Territory?!"
Chen Heng never imagined that the person who had risked her life to rush into the fire and save him back then had actually been Tang Xiaoqian's younger sister! So she was the person he truly loved!
Ye Heng:...
Little Xi?
The Maybach pulled into the garage at Mingxi No. 1, and Tang Mingxi happened to slowly wake from his dream.
He had nightmares the entire way. He dreamed that Ye Heng was actually a War God!
Of course, he had also dreamed that the bastard male lead threw 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 gave a cold laugh. "Figure it out yourself."
*You pushed me into the sea in my dream, you bastard man :)*
Ye Heng probably never imagined in his entire life that he had offended Tang Mingxi in Tang Mingxi's dream.
When it was time for bed, Tang Mingxi still had not gotten over his anger. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more innocent he felt about having transmigrated here.
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 no remorse whatsoever 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 go eat there."
Ye Heng silently calculated, A Michelin three-star Chinese restaurant. It only serves four tables per 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.