He nodded perfunctorily, giving the other party some face.
After a while, two more people entered the club. A man and a woman clung to each other like glue. When the woman saw Wang Min, she revealed a mocking smile. "Isn't this Miss Wang? Why haven't we seen you lately? Did you give up socializing after getting dumped?"
She was being sarcastic from the moment she opened her mouth.
There was clearly bad blood between them. Wang Min said coldly, "What does it have to do with you? Yang Jiao, mind your own business."
Yang Jiao and Wang Min had been high school classmates and had always secretly competed with each other.
Then, while Wang Min was in college, her father suddenly became rich overnight and entered Ningcheng's upper class, leaving Yang Jiao far behind.
Yang Jiao had always deeply envied and hated Wang Min. It was rare to see her suffer a setback, so she was in an exceptionally good mood.
"We were classmates, so I was just showing some concern. But if some low-class escort rode roughshod over me, I'd just jump into this hot spring and die! Haha." After speaking, Yang Jiao clung to her boyfriend's arm and whined coquettishly, "Having a little stinking money at home and thinking you've really entered high society. My eye for men is still better."
"Instead of worrying about your classmate, why don't you worry about your boyfriend first?" Tang Mingxi suddenly spoke.
Yang Jiao had noticed this beautiful man as soon as she entered. Though they were of different genders, Tang Mingxi's excessively high looks still stirred a subtle urge for comparison within her.
Tang Mingxi pointed at the watch on Yang Jiao's boyfriend's wrist, his words sharp. "A pair of Classique couple's watches. Your boyfriend is wearing one, but I don't see you wearing the other?"
Yang Jiao's face instantly turned deathly pale as she glared furiously at her boyfriend.
Tang Mingxi added innocently, "By the way, the one your boyfriend is wearing is fake."
Wang Min burst out laughing and quietly thanked Tang Mingxi.
He had helped her at the banquet that day too.
She had always heard that Tang Mingxi had a bad temper and was famously spoiled and willful in Ningcheng. Who would have thought he was actually quite helpful?
Tang Mingxi said flatly, "No need to thank me."
He simply had a heroic heart with nowhere to put it (.).
Wang Min was deeply moved. She took out her phone, her face shy. "Sis, let's add each other on WeChat."
Tang Mingxi: ????? Who was sisters with you???
No, wait, who was a sister??
That one word, "sis," dealt a deep blow to Tang Mingxi's fragile glass heart.
He had thought he was saving a beauty like a hero.
But it turned out the beauty was himself?
Forget it.
It had to be Ye Heng's fault.
Otherwise, why would a girl think he was her sister :)
Thus, when Ye Heng returned that evening, disaster abruptly struck. His allowance dropped from five hundred yuan to fifty yuan.
It was even fifty yuan less than the original hundred.
In one day, he was back before liberation.
Ye Heng spoke coldly. "What did I do wrong this time?"
Tang Mingxi snapped, "Think about it yourself."
What a familiar scene.
What familiar dialogue.
The last time Tang Mingxi told him to think about it himself, he had successfully turned his assets into negative ten thousand.
Ye Heng stood silently where he was for a while, then skillfully took out his phone and prepared for the worst.
So, at ten that night, Huang Yufei received another text from the young master.
This time it was even simpler. He could not even be bothered to explain!
[.]
[You there? Lend me money.]
Huang Yufei stared at it for a while, then suddenly choked up as he screamed internally: Young master!! Don't tell me you owe loan sharks money!!
He did not dare say it, and he did not dare ask.
Tang Mingxi was in a bad mood today, so he barely ate before returning to his room to sleep.
Before bed, his phone sent him a notification warning Ningcheng residents of a thunderstorm tonight.
Around midnight, the torrential rain and thunder of early summer descended upon Ningcheng with overwhelming force.
Above Mingxi No. 1, fierce winds howled and lightning flashed. Thunder exploded from the heights of the sky, and accompanied by silver lightning, illuminated Tang Mingxi's restless sleeping face.
For some reason, Tang Mingxi dreamed of his ending in the novel. In the dream, it was also a stormy night filled with thunder and lightning.
As the cannon fodder scum who drew the most hatred in the entire story, after the tendons in his legs had been severed, he crawled forward in terror through the rain, covered in blood.
And behind him was the now-adult Ye Heng, following at an unhurried pace.
The fear and despair in Tang Mingxi's dream were so vivid that he could barely distinguish dream from reality.
The next second, Tang Mingxi felt the scene abruptly change. He was suspended from a towering cliff.
A hundred meters below him, countless undercurrents converged. The dark sea churned violently, and he could vaguely make out countless starving sharks staring up at him greedily.
He felt himself staring wide-eyed at Ye Heng before him. The other man smiled with chilling indifference and delight, as if he were welcoming a grand carnival.
"Don't..." Tang Mingxi struggled weakly, the rope around his hands rubbing his fair wrists raw and bloody.
"Don't... don't..."
Crash—
The sound of something heavy hitting the floor came from the room, jolting Tang Mingxi awake from his nightmare.
He sat bolt upright, gasping desperately. His face was utterly pale, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead.
What had awakened him was a ceramic flowerpot blown from the balcony by the fierce wind, shattered all over the floor.
Another harrowing bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky. Tang Mingxi had not fully recovered from the nightmare and jolted in fright, wrapping himself tightly in his blanket.
The dream of being torn apart by sharks replayed over and over in his mind. Tang Mingxi's eyes reddened slightly as he clenched his teeth.
Rumble—rumble— Thunder exploded, and Tang Mingxi's body shook violently with fear.
Hearing the commotion, Ye Heng came over to check. When no one answered his knock, he directly pushed open the door and saw this scene.
Lightning flashed, illuminating Tang Mingxi curled into a ball beneath the covers, both man and blanket trembling violently.
Ye Heng did not try to turn on the lights. He had come over precisely because the power was out.
Mingxi No. 1 Mansion had its own independent power supply, but tonight's thunderstorm had been so intense that it had blown out the electrical box.
Hearing movement from beneath the blanket, Tang Mingxi turned his head warily. "Who?!"
Ye Heng replied in a cool, even voice, "Me."
Silver lightning flashed again, lighting up the bedroom.
The moment Ye Heng saw Tang Mingxi's expression clearly, he froze.
Tang Mingxi's eyes were red, and he had clearly been crying.
What startled Ye Heng was the look Tang Mingxi gave him. It was unmistakably one of extreme terror.
Of course!!
He had just dreamed that a murderer killed him, only for that murderer to appear in his bedroom the very next second.
Who would not be scared in that situation :)
Ye Heng said blandly, "The power's out. Are you all right?"
Tang Mingxi's voice was hoarse, carrying an inexplicably enticing quality in the darkness, like a tiny hook. "Get out!"
Ye Heng did not hesitate for even a second. He turned and left.
The next second, Tang Mingxi fully woke from the nightmare and threw back the covers. "Wait, stay!"
qvq He was very afraid of the male lead.
qvq But being alone in his bedroom during a thunderstorm was even scarier, okay!
Ye Heng lifted his eyelids and looked at him.
Tang Mingxi clutched the blanket. "I don't like thunderstorms. Stand by my bed. You can't leave until I fall asleep."
As willful, spoiled, and unreasonable as ever.
Ye Heng remained standing by the bed without moving.
Tang Mingxi stared at the ceiling and muttered, "I just had a dream. I dreamed that you killed me."
Ye Heng lowered his lashes and did not reply.
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