When we were dating, he had me wrapped around his finger with lies. Now that he was sitting in jail, he totally deserved it. He'd better stay there for the rest of his life!"
Still shaken, Wang Min said, "Luckily, you were fine this time. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have let him off."
Tang Mingxi picked up his spoon and scooped out a bite of cake.
Wang Min had been trying to lose weight lately. Whenever she ordered cake, she usually just posed it for photos, then refused to eat it after she was done.
Tang Mingxi occasionally ate some, but he was only moderately fond of sweets.
As they ate, Wang Min suddenly lowered her voice. "Little Xi, that man you mentioned last time—how are things between him and your friend?"
Tang Mingxi guiltily looked away and gave a dry cough. "Nothing's going on. Why are you so curious?"
Wang Min was left speechless.
Ever since Tang Mingxi's birthday, because that knot remained in his heart, he had tried his best to avoid Ye Heng in everyday life.
Of course, more importantly, judging from what had happened when he fell into the water that night, Tang Mingxi had not fully mastered the skill of saving himself in the water!
So the day after he came back, Tang Mingxi went to a private swimming center and asked the coach to intensify his training.
Simply swimming laps back and forth was no longer enough. He also had to add high-platform diving and learn how to save himself in the pool.
He worked several times harder than before.
It got to the point where the coach couldn't help glancing at the calendar every time, and the words on his lips became, "The Olympics are coming up, huh..."
After more than a month of training, the results were remarkable.
Tang Mingxi had developed a beautiful set of abs, and he could smoothly overcome his instinctive fear of heights. He could jump from ten meters up without even blinking.
It was just that the shortest cliff at Azure Luo Bay was thirty meters high. Tang Mingxi's ten-meter dives were completely insignificant, qvq.
"Ah." Tang Mingxi sighed from the bottom of his heart.
It was already August. Once the year was over, Ye Heng would return to Cloud Capital.
He did not have much time left.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
Wang Min's phone started ringing.
She glanced at it and declined the call.
The ringtone stubbornly rang several more times.
Tang Mingxi tipped up his chin slightly. "Go ahead and answer it."
Wang Min said softly, "Sorry..."
Fifteen minutes later, Wang Min came back looking helpless.
When Tang Mingxi asked what was wrong, Wang Min finally said, "Isn't today Qixi Festival? That blind date my dad arranged for me last time called to ask me out for dinner tonight."
It was already Qixi Festival?
Tang Mingxi froze for a moment. He genuinely had not realized today was any kind of special day.
But even if he had known, it would not have mattered. He had no Qixi Festival to celebrate.
Was he supposed to celebrate it with Ye Heng?
It would already be good enough if the male lead did not make him observe the seventh day after his death :)
Wang Min had a date that evening, so she and Tang Mingxi parted early.
Since he had nothing to do that afternoon, he went back to the swimming center to mess around in the water.
It was not until evening, when he walked outside, that Tang Mingxi realized the Qixi Festival atmosphere had already grown intense.
The streets and alleyways were filled with couples, all inseparable and intimate.
There were flower stalls everywhere by the roadside, along with vendors selling light-up balloons.
Tang Mingxi had never dated, but he had consumed plenty of public displays of affection.
Quite a few men and women who noticed how good-looking he was and saw that he was alone worked up the courage to approach him.
Those who wanted his WeChat held back because of his aloof, unapproachable, noble air. Every inch of him seemed to proclaim, "I'm expensive," and they lost their nerve before even getting close.
The only person who stopped Tang Mingxi was a little girl carrying a basket and handing out contraceptives on the street.
Her basket was full of them. She said she was a college student working part-time, promoting healthy relationship values on this beautiful day.
She had quite the nerve, daring to stuff a condom into Tang Mingxi's hand.
Tang Mingxi casually took one to get it over with. Old Yang, the driver who picked him up and dropped him off, had already been waiting by the roadside for ages.
Without a second thought, he shoved the condom into his pocket, then forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
After getting home, Tang Mingxi lay in bed with nothing to do. He opened WeChat and scrolled through Moments, only to get even more bored.
It was nothing but people flaunting their relationships, and for some reason, it made him
irritated.
So he decided to stand up for justice and began leaving his lofty, icy comments one by one beneath the Moments posts of those damned rich second-generation playboys, philandering assholes, and scumbags:
Young Master Lin xx: Every day is Valentine's Day when you're with me.
Tang Mingxi: Anyone who can fall for you is an idiot :)
Young Master Zuo xx: Life has every flavor. Thank you for the sweetness you gave me.
Tang Mingxi: So you gave her the sour, bitter, and spicy parts? You picked up every bargain in the world for yourself, you shameless bastard :)
Young Master Yang xx: You are heaven's gift, my belated salvation.
Tang Mingxi: Hello, I suggest not showing up at all is the greatest respect you can give the lady.
Boss Liu xx: I haven't seen much of the world. In this life, I'll only love one face.
Tang Mingxi: This is the one hundred and eighth face I've seen.
Why were scumbags pretending to be devoted?
Could they stop ruining innocent girls? You could switch three women in a single day, morning and afternoon. Anyone who ran into you lot was doomed :)
After tearing into all the scumbags in Moments, Tang Mingxi felt much better.
He opened his chat history with Ye Heng, which was still on the cheesy compliment Ye Heng had sent him last time.
Tang Mingxi sent over a one-thousand-yuan red packet, along with a message:
[In a good mood, so I'm raising your allowance a little (.)]
Ye Heng's phone buzzed once.
He looked up and saw that the WeChat message was from Tang Mingxi.
One thousand yuan in spending money, along with a note.
It was an ordinary opening line, yet Ye Heng's gaze lingered on it for a long time for no apparent reason.
He picked up his phone and was just about to reply when someone knocked on the door to the CEO's office.
It was his translator assistant, Assistant Zhou, a young woman with a capable personality and meticulous work habits.
"Boss Ye, all of today's materials are here. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first?"
Ye Heng checked the time. It had only just reached quitting time, which was completely out of character for the overtime maniac Assistant Zhou.
Assistant Zhou seemed to realize why Ye Heng was looking at her and said awkwardly, "Boss Ye, today is Qixi Festival. I want to get off early and spend time with my boyfriend."
Ye Heng paused slightly. "Qixi Festival?"
"Yes." Assistant Zhou thought, No way. Boss Ye might be young, but surely he doesn't not know what Qixi Festival is, does he?!
Fortunately, Ye Heng did not ask more questions. He merely blanked out for a second before saying, "Then leave early."
Assistant Zhou smiled. "Thank you, Boss Ye."
Just as she reached the door, Ye Heng suddenly called her back. "Wait."
Assistant Zhou immediately stopped, her heart pounding. She feared there was some problem with her work.
Though Ye Heng was young, he rarely smiled and carried immense authority. His ruthless, decisive methods in purging the upper management several times had left all his subordinates anxious and fearful.
"Is there anything else you need?" Assistant Zhou asked cautiously.
Who would have thought that, after pondering for quite a while, Ye Heng would say, "How do you usually celebrate Qixi Festival?"
If Assistant Zhou had not known that Ye Heng had long been engaged to the Tang Family's second young master, she might have thought this young Boss Ye was interested in her!
After considering for a moment, she gave the most conventional answer. "Have dinner together at night, watch a movie, or send a red packet?"
Ye Heng seemed to catch the key point and asked, "Send a red packet?"
Assistant Zhou said, "Yes, people send each other red packets."
So that was what Tang Mingxi meant.
After sending the red packet, Tang Mingxi grew drowsy. A whole afternoon of secret swimming training had drained his stamina.