Chapter 38

He said, "Whatever. When are we leaving?"

Ye Heng looked puzzled. "Leaving?"

Tang Mingxi looked equally confused. "Aren't we going to see a movie?"

The room fell silent for a moment.

Tang Mingxi suddenly understood.

Wait, did this asshole mean watching a movie in the home theater? :)

The home theater that was downstairs, left out the door, then down the elevator to basement level one? :)

Tang Mingxi tried to find even the slightest trace of denial in Ye Heng's expression.

Great. There was none at all.

Ye Heng suddenly felt the air pressure around them drop sharply.

He looked up and saw Tang Mingxi turning around expressionlessly and heading upstairs.

Ye Heng asked, "Not watching it anymore?"

Watch it? Watch your giant watermelon head, go watch it with your Kong and Godzilla! :)

Go die, you asshole male lead. Give me back the hour I spent picking out clothes! :)

Seeing Tang Mingxi's face change as unpredictably as June weather, Ye Heng hesitated before speaking. "Do you not like Godzilla vs. Kong?"

Does Kong take jobs from China? Could he just slap the male lead to death?

You're still standing there instead of running for your life? I'll show you what a real Godzilla is next second.

"We can watch something else," Ye Heng added, though for some reason, he felt it had done very little.

Tang Mingxi's retreating figure somehow looked even angrier.

"Tang Mingxi."

Ye Heng raised his voice. His name seemed to possess some kind of magic.

The moment he called it out, a thread in Ye Heng's mind suddenly connected.

"Did you want to go out to watch it?"

"Who wants to go out?" Tang Mingxi stopped at once and said coldly, "Stop being so full of yourself!"

So he had wanted to go out. No wonder he had changed clothes.

Ye Heng suddenly understood and looked up at him.

When Tang Mingxi was angry, the corners of his eyes would redden slightly. Somehow, Ye Heng saw a hint of grievance there.

Ye Heng took a few quick steps up the stairs and grabbed his wrist. It was as if that motion had flipped Tang Mingxi's anger switch.

The next second, Tang Mingxi directly swung his crossbody bag worth hundreds of thousands at Ye Heng's shoulder.

"Let go!"

Tang Mingxi lashed out in embarrassment and fury, wildly smashing him with it. Still not satisfied, he simply threw the bag away too.

Oh God, how could such an embarrassing, self-indulgent plot happen to him?! TvT!!

Although Tang Mingxi's bag, which looked like it contained nothing at all, was not very lethal, Ye Heng's clothes and hair still ended up quite disheveled.

Only after Tang Mingxi finished hitting him did he feel a little regret. In horror, he thought, Oh no. How did I accidentally hit the male lead? He's not going to hit me back, is he?

Ye Heng rubbed his forehead. The moment Tang Mingxi saw his hand move, he warily stepped back like a small animal.

"Tang Mingxi, I—"

Tang Mingxi ran upstairs without looking back, rushed into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Judging by the force of that door slam, the young master of the house was very, very angry.

Tang Mingxi felt that if he ever ranked the most socially humiliating and awkward moments of his life, tonight's incident would definitely make the top five.

Mistaking Ye Heng for wanting to go out to see a movie with him was one thing. Changing into another outfit and coming downstairs was practically writing "I'm really looking forward to this date" all over his face.

Save me.

Could it be because today was Qixi Festival that his brain had malfunctioned too?!

And it was not like he had been looking forward to a date at all, okay?

He put this much effort into dressing up no matter who he went out with, okay?!

He would even change clothes to walk the dog, okay?!

Tang Mingxi rolled around on the bed in embarrassment, buried his face in a pillow, and let out miserable screams.

Ahhhhhh!!! Forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it!!!

Then his screams were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Tang Mingxi sat up warily.

Ye Heng's voice came from outside. "Are you in there?"

"No. I'm dead," Tang Mingxi snapped.

"Then I'll call the police. You can explain it yourself when they come." Ye Heng had his own methods of dealing with him.

Tang Mingxi gritted his teeth and cursed that asshole. He wanted to yank the door open and punch him, but in reality, he only opened a tiny crack, peeking out furtively as he said coldly, "What?"

He had the haughty attitude of, "You'd better explain yourself clearly, asshole, or don't expect me to forgive you for the rest of your life."

Ye Heng did not know what he was doing either.

More precisely, even he could not understand why he had come to Tang Mingxi's door.

Why did he want to explain himself to him?

He had not figured it out, but his body had acted on its own anyway.

"It's not that I don't want to go out. It's just too late, and all the nearby theaters are fully booked. Don't you dislike crowds? Isn't watching at home fine?"

Tang Mingxi still refused to open the door any wider, but after hearing Ye Heng's explanation, he was clearly less guarded.

Fine. He had to admit that the excuse Ye Heng gave him allowed him to recover a little dignity.

Seeing him soften, Ye Heng coaxed him in a tone he did not even notice himself using. "I made popcorn."

His voice was usually cold, but now that he lowered it, it carried a hint of a grown young man's maturity.

"I don't like popcorn." Tang Mingxi gave a dry laugh, thinking, Do you think I'm that easy to buy off?

"Do you want lemon soda?" Ye Heng lowered his lashes, his gaze falling on Tang Mingxi's face.

"With ice?"

"Yes."

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Tang Mingxi opened the door. "I want four cubes."

Ye Heng had been about to say that too much ice was bad for him, but then he remembered that he had only just managed to coax Tang Mingxi out of the room.

He forcibly swallowed the words.

Ye Heng recalled the first result that had appeared when he had inexplicably searched on his phone earlier: How to get along with a newlywed wife: Do not be stingy with appreciation and praise. Pay more attention to your wife's appearance, and offer appropriate compliments and affirmation.

He spoke, using the same trick again. "You look very nice today."

Tang Mingxi was utterly speechless.

Who did not know that Second Young Master Tang was good-looking?

Could he be any more perfunctory?

This compliment was exactly the same as the one he had given at the birthday banquet last time. :)

"If you really don't know how to compliment people, then don't."

Tang Mingxi spoke coldly.

Ye Heng did not understand why he was angry again.

He could only try complimenting him another way.

"You've grown taller."

It did seem like it?

It had originally just been a perfunctory compliment, but once the words left his mouth, Ye Heng realized that Tang Mingxi, who had once only reached his shoulder, now actually reached his chin.

Tang Mingxi, who had stuffed two height-increasing insoles into his shoes, felt the tips of his ears slowly turn red. ...

"Just shut up! Get lost!"

Tang Mingxi realized that Ye Heng had always believed he was angry because of Godzilla vs. Kong.

So after they arrived at the home theater, they changed the movie to a newly released romance film.

The movie began with the down-and-out male protagonist marrying into the female protagonist's family as a live-in son-in-law.

Then the female protagonist became pregnant with the male protagonist's child, but she was arrogant and domineering and looked down on him terribly.

Later, the male protagonist discovered that the woman who had saved him from a fire years ago was not the female protagonist at all, but her biological younger sister!

Good heavens. Tang Mingxi's mouth twitched, and the more he watched, the more familiar the plot seemed. What was going on??

Until later, when the male protagonist viciously slapped the female protagonist for the younger sister's sake, the female protagonist was struck as if by lightning, her delicate body trembling slightly, soft...