I Don't Want To Be A Villain

"Grandma. Happy New Year." Tang Mingxi bit the bullet and followed Ye Heng to make this loving couple go on.

The old lady was obviously very satisfied with the relationship between the young couple. She knew nothing about Ye Heng's suffering in the Tang family, so she dragged Tang Mingxi into the door and asked them to come to the table for dinner.

Tang Nuo had already arrived early, he stood up and nodded with Tang Mingxi, and sat down again after getting a response.

Beside him was a gentle and handsome man, sitting in a wheelchair with a smile on his face. It was Tang Mingxi's second uncle, Tang Xuejin.

Tang Xuejin has been ill since she was a child, has been blind for many years, has disabled legs, and has no intention of fighting for family property. She has always lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in public.

"Second Uncle, Happy New Year." Tang Mingxi said honestly.

Tang Xuejin called the servants to wrap red envelopes for Tang Mingxi and Ye Heng, and said with a smile, "My mouth is so sweet, Second Uncle would be embarrassed not to give red envelopes."

After receiving the red envelope, Tang Mingxi couldn't help but feel the thickness, feeling very happy and happy: "It's so thick!"It is worthy of being one of the top ten wealthy families in Ningcheng.

Tang Xuejin heard the voice and saw that he was the same as when he was a child. He was like a stealing cat when he got money. With a smile, he couldn't help shaking his head.

After Tang Mingxi put the red envelopes away, he was soon attracted by the fragrant food on the table. So far, he has been worried and worried, and he has not been able to eat a good meal.

Looking at a table of home-cooked food now, Tang Mingxi quickly twitched his index finger.

Ye Heng sat quietly, and the old lady occasionally asked him a few questions, but he answered them impeccably, as if he really had something to do with Tang Mingxi.

Until the old lady asked when the two of them were going to have a baby, Tang Mingxi, who was buried in his meal, coughed earth-shatteringly.

Ye Heng acted realistically, patted him on the back lightly, and said in an indescribably gentle tone, "Eat slowly."

Tang Mingxi felt his hair stand on end, as if being wrapped around his neck by a cold poisonous snake.

"Grandma, what are you talking about, how did we two big men have a baby?" Tang Mingxi pretended to be calm, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

There was a trace of doubt in the old lady's eyes. Since the old lady left, the old lady has been in poor spirits, overly sad, and confused: "Xiao Xi can give birth."

Tang Mingxi thinks I will give birth to a Nezha!

Or mitosis, separation of the plasmodium and a daughter?

Just as he was about to reply, Ye Heng had already replied to the old lady indifferently: "It's not yet time. Xiaoxi is not in good health, and she plans to have a baby a year later."

Tang Mingxi had to admire Ye Heng's actor-level professionalism at this moment. As a starting point, the male protagonist can calmly talk about such an explosive topic about boys and girls.

Does your kid have an account in Jinjiang?

The old lady nodded: "That's right, that's right. You can't rely on Xiao Xi alone to have a baby. You both have to work hard."

Tang Mingxi smirked professionally: "Hehehe... I will."

Ye Heng looked at his stomach meaningfully, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

After dinner, Tang Xuejin sent Tang Nuo to the second floor to go back to sleep because of her physical discomfort.

It was getting late, and the housekeeper, Uncle Wang, had arranged the room, which made Tang Mingxi face an epic problem, he had to sleep in the same room as Ye Heng.

The two stood at the door of the room, a little embarrassed.

It stands to reason that Tang Mingxi had already kicked him at this moment, and then lost his temper, saying "You want to share a room with me", and then slammed the door, shutting Ye Heng out.

As a result, when she turned her head, Mrs. Tang was looking at herself expectantly, and by the way, she also looked at her stomach lovingly.

Even if you watch it a hundred times, I still won't be able to give birth. Tang Mingxi bit the bullet and pushed open the door expressionlessly.

Ye Heng stood behind him without moving, but Tang Mingxi didn't close the door either.

A few seconds later, Ye Heng stepped into the door under the earnest eyes of the old lady.

The bedroom on the third floor has its own garden room, with floor-to-ceiling windows on the right, and a small quiet lake outside the window.

Ye Heng consciously opened the cabinet door, took out a quilt from inside, picked a place away from Tang Mingxi's bed, and spread it on the floor.

His movements of making the bed were very natural, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was the young master of Yunjing Ye's family. A boy who was about his age was probably still worrying about the college entrance examination at this time, but Ye Heng had already experienced many tortures that ordinary people could not bear.

The white shirt, which was washed a little bit old, was held by his arm, and the clothes were pressed into several symmetrical folds.

He has a pale face, tall and thin, and is still young, with the immaturity of a teenager, but there is already a calm temperament in his brows and eyes that will be at the helm in the future.

As his eyes fell, Ye Heng's finger bones turned red.

Tang Mingxi somehow touched the chilblain ointment in his pocket again.

"You slept on the floor?" Tang Mingxi broke the silence.

Ye Heng's body obviously paused, "The old lady is at the door, I will be found sleeping in the corridor."

...It's not that I want you to sleep in the hallway.

Tang Mingxi found that because the original owner had left him too many bad things, what he said could be misinterpreted by Ye Heng into another meaning.

Now that Ye Heng has said so, Tang Mingxi feels that he is not someone who likes a hot face and a cold butt.

Moreover, suggesting to sleep in a bed would easily collapse his character as the cannon fodder and scumbag second son.

So a dreamless night.

Tang Mingxi got up early the next morning, wondering if it was because Ye Heng suffered too much these two days and didn't sleep well.

Tang Mingxi saw that his eyes were slightly blue, and he did not sleep very peacefully in his dream.

He knelt down and lifted Ye Heng's quilt up. Anyway, the male lead was sleeping, so he couldn't find him collapsed.

By the way, before leaving, he put chilblain ointment on the coffee table.

As soon as Tang Mingxi went out, Ye Heng opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear, not like he just woke up.

He took a look at the chilblain ointment on the table, then threw it into the trash can without any expression.

On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Mingxi and Ye Heng were sent to the car under the eyes of Mrs. Tang who were more earnest than last night.

After getting in the car, Ye Heng's smile completely subsided, and his face changed so quickly, even in Sichuan Opera.

Tang Mingxi put all his energy into dealing with the old lady that day. Although he was not physically tired, he was very tired mentally. After getting in the car, he didn't bother to talk and waste his energy.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ye Heng's hands on his knees casually, and the phalanges were covered with a thin layer of ointment.

Of course, Tang Mingxi had no idea that his chilblain ointment had been thrown into the trash can, then picked up and put on the table to stare at the patient for more than 10 minutes, and finally the patient used it noblely and glamorously. Very eccentric and delicate expression squeezed a bit of uncanny fate in the hand.

I found out that it is really a simple chilblain ointment.

Not a poison mixed with arsenic.

Chilblain ointment can talk one day, and it will definitely jump up and yell at Ye Heng who throws it into the trash can and pulls it out with complicated emotions: You are crazy! !

However, the reason for Tang Mingxi's bad mood is not only the uncertain future, but also how to solve the foreign debt problem of more than 2000 million owed by the original owner.

There is no need to count on the investment company that loses 1000 million per quarter. Even though Tang Mingxi is quite confident in investment, he doesn't understand the market set in the novel at all, and the possibility of him coming back against the wind in the short term is zero.

But he felt very strange, the original owner's broken company was losing money every year, and he owed debts every year. Why did he still owe an average of 2000 million a year, and then start from scratch in the next year?

In the next second, Tang Mingxi knew the reason.

Tang Yun's blessing WeChat came as promised: [Are you having fun at grandma's house?Brother is busy with work and didn't have time to come back to accompany you, Xiaoxi, don't be angry. 】

... Thank you, brother, I am twenty, not two years old, do I need this tone of coaxing children?

With a ding dong, the next WeChat message came again.

Tang Yun: [The New Year's red envelope has been credited to your card, Xiao Xi has fun^-^]

Tang Mingxi was speechless, WeChat is so convenient, why not forward it on WeChat?

I despise the elderly, my younger brother is already an adult and still speaks so greasy, even more disgusted.

Then the mobile phone sent a reminder: Your account ending in xxxx has completed the transaction... one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand——

eight zeros.

Tang Mingxi replied decisively: [Thank you brother QVQ]

Tang Mingxi: [My brother is the best QVQ]

Isn't it just acting like a baby? Who wouldn't?

That's what a macho should do.

Tang Yun: [My brother also thinks that Xiao Xi is the best.Remember you mentioned that you wanted to see the aurora years ago?Foreign cities are not safe. I asked Chen Zhu to buy you a small island in Northern Europe. Remember to take the time to sign it. 】

Tang Mingxi knelt down for him, this is his brother, isn't it appropriate not to kowtow three times during Chinese New Year! ?

Think of the 2000 million you owe.

Doesn't seem like much anymore :)

Ye Heng saw that Tang Mingxi's mood improved visibly with the naked eye.

If it wasn't for his presence, Tang Mingxi would seem to be humming in the car.

Did you pick up money? This trash.

But it's just picking up money.

Tang Mingxi was in a good mood, even Ye Heng was pleasing to the eye.

I remembered that I hadn't given Ye Heng a red envelope yet, and I belatedly remembered that the original owner only gave Ye Heng 100 yuan pocket money every day.

This is too stingy, Tang Mingxi immediately decided to give Ye Heng extra pocket money.

Ye Heng was taken aback by him, so Tang Mingxi took out 1000 yuan from his wallet, like a millionaire who got rich overnight, and prepared to raise a pretty boy: "I'm in a good mood, I'll give you some pocket money, starting from today Give a thousand."

Ye Heng: ...

For some reason, Ye Heng didn't feel the humiliation that Tang Mingxi gave him pocket money before.

Is it an illusion?Tang Mingxi's facial features are bright and colorful, and at this moment he looks like a little fox who stole a chicken, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Why don't you say something?"

Probably because he had money, Tang Mingxi was not afraid of his murderer.

Money makes a man bold after all :)

Ye Heng's voice was cold: "How do you want to express it?"

Do you want him to kneel on the ground in gratitude and apologize like before?

Tang Mingxi was surprised: "You have already raised your salary, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

Ye Heng: ...

In the end, the two ate [-] yuan in a western restaurant.

Ye Heng also posted five hundred upside down.

It made the already not-so-wealthy boy even worse.