Chapter 37

It was still huge.

When he woke up again, the aroma of food was already wafting from the living room, making the cravings in his stomach rumble.

Why had the male lead come home so early today?

Tang Mingxi stretched lazily and shuffled down from the third floor to the first in his slippers.

Ye Heng stood by the stone island counter, where several delicious-looking dishes had already been laid out.

Tang Mingxi's mouth watered at the sight.

Well, well. The damned male lead's awareness had improved quite a bit.

He'd only just given him his allowance, and he already knew to cook something tasty for him. Not bad. He'd made much more progress than before.

Tang Mingxi asked reservedly, "Why did you come back so early today?"

Ye Heng gave him a look that clearly meant, Didn't you tell me to come back?

Tang Mingxi failed to catch the meaning. His eyes were fixed entirely on the food.

After dinner, Ye Heng loaded the dishes into the dishwasher.

Seeing how domesticated he looked, Tang Mingxi could not help thinking.

If only he had transmigrated here earlier—before the original owner had humiliated Ye Heng. Maybe then, their awful relationship could still have been salvaged?

Then he would not have had to play the role of a cannon-fodder scumbag either.

He thought Ye Heng's personality was pretty good too. It was such a pity that they could not be friends.

But there was no use thinking so much. He should pity himself and his few remaining days of life first :)

As usual, Tang Mingxi went upstairs after dinner, but Ye Heng called out to him. "Tang Mingxi."

He paused and heard Ye Heng suggest, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

Watch... a movie?

Were they really the kind of people who could sit together and watch a movie?

Tang Mingxi was speechless and was about to say no.

Then it felt as if someone had struck him hard on the head, and he suddenly remembered.

—Today was the Qixi Festival.

The refusal reached his throat, only to be blocked by some mysterious force.

When Ye Heng saw that Tang Mingxi had not responded, he smoothly changed the way he asked.

This time, his voice was much lower than before.

"I mean, could I have the chance to invite you to watch a movie?"

After Ye Heng said that, Tang Mingxi loftily left behind the words, "I'll think about it," before returning to his bedroom.

"Thinking about it" meant "recount every bit of nonsense your boyfriend says to your best friend."

Then analyze the content and deconstruct the writing style to determine what thoughts the damned man had been having at the time.

Although Ye Heng was not his boyfriend, considering their relationship, this rule still applied.

After repeating the exchange word for word, Tang Mingxi asked in the chat window: [Should I go or not?]

When Wang Min received Tang Mingxi's message, she was impressed.

[May I boldly ask whether tricking a dog inside and killing it is against the law? :)]

Tang Mingxi: [.]

Tang Mingxi: [Actually, I don't want to go (.)]

The moment Her Highness the Princess sent that message, Wang Min immediately understood.

When dealing with Tang Mingxi's personality, there was only one rule: obey him and prosper, oppose him and perish. Just coax him.

Wang Min: [Exactly! Your husband is ridiculous. He invited you to a movie without even buying a bouquet of roses? Is he insane? Who would go out with him at night? He didn't tell our baby sooner—doesn't makeup and picking out clothes take time? (angry)]

Tang Mingxi: [But he begged me so much. I guess I'll go.]

Tang Mingxi: [?]

Wang Min retracted a message.

Wang Min: [I was saying, you should still go. After all, it's the Qixi Festival. Your husband is so busy, yet he still made time to watch a movie with you. Sob sob, what kind of heavenly love is this? I'm shipping it TvT]

The speed with which she changed sides was practically an art form.

Tang Mingxi stood before the walk-in closet with his phone by his lips, choosing clothes as he sent voice messages.

"Should I change into another outfit?"

The walk-in closet at Mingxi No. 1 Mansion was a curved space with a diameter of more than ten meters. Its eight-meter-high ceiling connected the upper and lower floors.

The luxury goods in its glass display cabinets were more comprehensive than those in some brand boutiques, and all he could see were dazzling rows of shoes and clothes.

It was still huge.

When he woke up again, the aroma of food was already wafting from the living room, making the cravings in his stomach rumble.

Why had the male lead come home so early today?

Tang Mingxi stretched lazily and shuffled down from the third floor to the first in his slippers.

Ye Heng stood by the stone island counter, where several delicious-looking dishes had already been laid out.

Tang Mingxi's mouth watered at the sight.

Well, well. The damned male lead's awareness had improved quite a bit.

He'd only just given him his allowance, and he already knew to cook something tasty for him. Not bad. He'd made much more progress than before.

Tang Mingxi asked reservedly, "Why did you come back so early today?"

Ye Heng gave him a look that clearly meant, Didn't you tell me to come back?

Tang Mingxi failed to catch the meaning. His eyes were fixed entirely on the food.

After dinner, Ye Heng loaded the dishes into the dishwasher.

Seeing how domesticated he looked, Tang Mingxi could not help thinking.

If only he had transmigrated here earlier—before the original owner had humiliated Ye Heng. Maybe then, their awful relationship could still have been salvaged?

Then he would not have had to play the role of a cannon-fodder scumbag either.

He thought Ye Heng's personality was pretty good too. It was such a pity that they could not be friends.

But there was no use thinking so much. He should pity himself and his few remaining days of life first :)

As usual, Tang Mingxi went upstairs after dinner, but Ye Heng called out to him. "Tang Mingxi."

He paused and heard Ye Heng suggest, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

Watch... a movie?

Were they really the kind of people who could sit together and watch a movie?

Tang Mingxi was speechless and was about to say no.

Then it felt as if someone had struck him hard on the head, and he suddenly remembered.

—Today was the Qixi Festival.

The refusal reached his throat, only to be blocked by some mysterious force.

When Ye Heng saw that Tang Mingxi had not responded, he smoothly changed the way he asked.

This time, his voice was much lower than before.

"I mean, could I have the chance to invite you to watch a movie?"

After Ye Heng said that, Tang Mingxi loftily left behind the words, "I'll think about it," before returning to his bedroom.

"Thinking about it" meant "recount every bit of nonsense your boyfriend says to your best friend."

Then analyze the content and deconstruct the writing style to determine what thoughts the damned man had been having at the time.

Although Ye Heng was not his boyfriend, considering their relationship, this rule still applied.

After repeating the exchange word for word, Tang Mingxi asked in the chat window: [Should I go or not?]

When Wang Min received Tang Mingxi's message, she was impressed.

[May I boldly ask whether tricking a dog inside and killing it is against the law? :)]

Tang Mingxi: [.]

Tang Mingxi: [Actually, I don't want to go (.)]

The moment Her Highness the Princess sent that message, Wang Min immediately understood.

When dealing with Tang Mingxi's personality, there was only one rule: obey him and prosper, oppose him and perish. Just coax him.

Wang Min: [Exactly! Your husband is ridiculous. He invited you to a movie without even buying a bouquet of roses? Is he insane? Who would go out with him at night? He didn't tell our baby sooner—doesn't makeup and picking out clothes take time? (angry)]

Tang Mingxi: [But he begged me so much. I guess I'll go.]

Tang Mingxi: [?]

Wang Min retracted a message.

Wang Min: [I was saying, you should still go. After all, it's the Qixi Festival. Your husband is so busy, yet he still made time to watch a movie with you. Sob sob, what kind of heavenly love is this? I'm shipping it TvT]

The speed with which she changed sides was practically an art form.

Tang Mingxi stood before the walk-in closet with his phone by his lips, choosing clothes as he sent voice messages.

"Should I change into another outfit?"

The walk-in closet at Mingxi No. 1 Mansion was a curved space with a diameter of more than ten meters. Its eight-meter-high ceiling connected the upper and lower floors.

The luxury goods in its glass display cabinets were more comprehensive than those in some brand boutiques, and all he could see were dazzling rows of shoes and clothes.

They had been neatly arranged by brand and release date.

Tang Mingxi never wore clothes worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan more than once.

Because there were simply too many to wear :)

Wang Min's voice message came back. "Of course you need to change! This is a date!"

On the other end of the call, there was also the soft sound of a violin playing in a restaurant, along with the sound of water.

It sounded like she was dining out.

Tang Mingxi remembered that Wang Min had plans tonight too, and immediately felt a little embarrassed about disturbing her.

After chatting for a while, he stopped messaging Wang Min.

But the word "date" from her voice message kept circling through Tang Mingxi's mind.

His fingers paused over IONI's limited-edition suit for the season, then withdrew.

What am I doing?

Am I insane?

Why am I changing clothes just to go watch a movie with a man?

Tang Mingxi immediately turned around and walked out of the closet expressionlessly.

He clutched his face and threw himself onto the bed in despair, then tried to smother himself to death with a three-thousand-dollar pillow.

It would be best if he suffocated himself into amnesia and quickly forgot the version of himself who had been picking clothes to watch a movie with Ye Heng :)

Even though no one had seen him, Tang Mingxi felt as though he had suffered another terminal case of embarrassment.

Ten minutes later, Tang Mingxi pulled himself together and returned to the closet.

What the hell did dressing up have to do with Ye Heng?

A handsome guy had to look exquisite from his hair to his toes every day :)

Tang Mingxi quickly picked out a light green silk suit jacket with a flowing drape, pairing it with a collared shirt underneath. The neckline was cut a little low, revealing a swath of snowy-white skin.

He looked exceptionally fresh and clean.

His skin was already very fair, and the clothes made it seem almost hazy with whiteness.

The entire outfit suited summer perfectly. More importantly, it gave off the calculated impression that he had dressed up carefully while somehow still looking completely casual :)

Overall, it would not make his styling look too forced.

Tang Mingxi lingered before the mirror for a while, then slipped two height-increasing insoles into his shoes.

A man could lose at anything, but never at height. Rounding up, he was one meter eighty!

When choosing accessories, Tang Mingxi chose a crossbody bag over earrings.

What man wore earrings? So girly!

Second Young Master Tang said this while facing an entire wall of earrings.

By the time Ye Heng received Tang Mingxi's reply, an hour had already passed.

Second Young Master Tang condescended to sit on the sofa and declared that since Ye Heng had been the one to beg first, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Ye Heng noticed that Tang Mingxi had changed his perfume today.

He used to favor sickly sweet scents, always carrying a sweet fragrance around him.

Today, however, it was fruity—tart and sweet.

It suited the summer season very well.

After saying that, Tang Mingxi asked in an utterly unconcerned tone, "What movie are we watching? Have you picked one?"

Half an hour earlier, Assistant Zhou had compiled all the currently popular movies into a chart and sent it to Ye Heng.

He had also obtained copies of the films from the cinema and uploaded them to the home theater system at Mingxi No. 1 Mansion.

"Godzilla vs. Kong."

"..."

Tang Mingxi was deeply worried about the male lead's taste.

Shouldn't they watch an artsy movie like Love Letter on the Qixi Festival?

Whatever. The damned man was buying the tickets :)