I Don't Want To Be A Villain

Ye Heng has always been like a wooden stake, as long as the concert is on, he will stand in the box on the second floor for as long as possible.

With Ye Heng as the center point in the private room, the area within two meters in diameter is frozen for thousands of miles.

Even an old man like He Wenfang who has been following Ye Heng couldn't help but sweat a drop from his heart.

He tremblingly looked at the enthusiastic Fu Ying on the stage, and silently prayed in his heart for this little idol whose career had just improved.

When the concert was over, Fu Ying jumped more and more happily, and directly tore off his coat on the stage, and threw it into the auditorium.

I also know that Fu Ying only has beautiful muscles that have been trained in a flashy manner, and the clothes are not far away. It just happened to fall at Tang Mingxi's feet.

It was definitely not He Wenfang's illusion.

The temperature in the box dropped several degrees in an instant, and everyone lowered their heads tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Don't dare to look at Mr. Ye's expression at all, okay?

Go to HR and resign after finishing today's work, this job is too inhuman!

He Wenfang stared at his wife's every move in fear.

Fortunately, with Madam's character, she would never pick up other people's clothes, not to mention throwing them away, even if it rained diamonds, this Second Young Master Tang would hold up an umbrella coquettishly, disliked that the diamonds were not big enough.

After all, in the eyes of the second son, diamonds below three carats are not called diamonds, they are called luminous glass slag:)

Sure enough, Tang Mingxi kicked his clothes in disgust.

It attracted Xiaoqin's yelling.

"Xiao Xi, how can you kick Fu Ying's clothes with your feet!!!"

"Ah? I think he threw it away to mean that he didn't want it."

Isn't unwanted clothes just garbage, don't you need to kick them?

Second Young Master Tang thought so.

Xiaoqin was shocked: "This is Fu Ying's clothes!"

Tang Mingxi: "So?"

Xiaoqin:! ! !

She quickly picked up Fu Ying's coat and patted the dust that didn't exist.

Generally, fans will cherish the clothes thrown down by idols like this.

This is the first time for Xiaoqin to meet someone like Tang Mingxi who dislikes idol clothes.

And I don't know why, but Xiaoqin felt that this fit Ye Xi's character very well, as if he was born to be spoiled and pampered by others, and he would never accommodate anyone.

Tang Mingxi went in without knowing it. He took a closer look at Fu Ying's coat and there was nothing broken. Why throw it away?

Oh, but it’s also understandable, after all, I’ve never worn a piece of clothing twice before :)

When the concert was over, Tang Mingxi shuddered, inexplicably feeling that the air conditioner in the gymnasium was turned on too low.

Why do you feel cold all over your body from the concert to the normal time?It's like being blown at by some ice machine. Is this reasonable?

And I don't know if it was his illusion, when Fu Ying's clothes were thrown down, the cold air seemed to be stronger.

He really admires Fu Ying's professionalism, and he can get away less and less under such a cold air conditioner :)

At ten o'clock in the evening, the concert finally ended.

The fans stood up from their seats and left the venue with unfulfilled desires. Li Xiaowei played Xiaoqin and took Fu Ying's coat, and was led by the staff to the backstage to ask for autographs.

Xiaoqin passed out excitedly when she knew that she could still see idols after the concert.

Tang Mingxi's performance was quite mediocre. After all, Li Xiaowei's identity is there. As long as he has money, why can't idols see him?

Before leaving, Li Xiaowei took a bouquet of flowers from the staff, and Xiaoqin and Xiaoqin suppressed their excitement and went backstage.

While waiting, Li Xiaowei asked Tang Mingxi to help her hold a bouquet, then took out a small mirror to check her makeup, and touched up her foundation and lipstick.

As soon as Fu Ying finished changing and went backstage, his manager notified him that there were a few fans who wanted to meet him.

He was tired for the whole game, but he actually didn't want to see him. His manager talked about Li Xiaowei's family affairs again. The rich man was the uncle. Fu Ying had no background in the entertainment industry, so he had to ask his manager to arrange a meeting.

It's nothing more than a signed hug, or a group photo or something.

Fu Ying arrived at the lounge, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Tang Mingxi leaning on the sofa as if he had no bones.

When he came to the concert today, he deliberately didn't wear those bulky black-rimmed glasses. He had a dignified temperament and stunning eyebrows.

Wearing a light green sun protection clothing, which is a white short-sleeved.

A pair of light blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers, refreshing like the mint wind blowing in summer.

Fu Ying's eyeballs were immediately caught by him.

In the entertainment industry for so many years, I have never seen such a high-value appearance. Is it an amateur or a colleague?

The agent introduced Fu Ying: "Li Xiaowei, the daughter of the vice president of Gu Shun Ventures."

Fu Ying knew that this was her little benefactor, so she showed a handsome smile: "Hello, Wei Wei."

Li Xiaowei's face turned red instantly.

The manager casually introduced Tang Mingxi and Xiaoqin, collectively referred to as "Weiwei's friends".

Tang Mingxi didn't care, he was just a passer-by to Yingying, and it was just like that when he saw a real person.

Not as handsome as his ex-husband :)

Of course, the whole story of the novel was born for Ye Xiaoheng. Who is handsome if the hero is not handsome?

After thinking wildly for a while, Fu Ying had already taken the bouquet from Tang Mingxi without authorization, "Thank you. Do you need me to give you an autograph?"

"Do not……"

"needs!"

Li Xiaowei blinked at him abruptly.

Tang Mingxi thought to himself, well, if you need it, you need it, anyway, it's useless to bring this kind of thing.

Fu Ying gave each of them an autograph.

It took a long time to write the signed photo to Tang Mingxi.

Finally, they took another photo together, and Li Xiaowei and Xiaoqin left contentedly.

Tang Mingxi glanced at the signed photo that Fu Ying handed over to him. In addition to the same signature as Li Xiaowei and the others, Fu Ying also wrote his own WeChat ID on the back.

……

Toxic bar :)

Of course, Tang Mingxi didn't take this autographed photo seriously, and lost it on the way home.

After all, only famous watches and precious stones can stay on your hands for a long time:)

The only one in the world who has let this young master condescend to honor me is the male protagonist who took the initiative to add WeChat. Thank you :)

Later, I heard that this signed photo was picked up by a fan, and Fu Ying's WeChat account was added to the cancellation account that night.

So he had to register a new WeChat account.

This is all for later.

Fu Ying wrote down his WeChat ID after the autographed photo, and waited expectantly for Tang Mingxi to add him as a friend.

Since he is his fan, it should be that after seeing it, he couldn't wait to come to him, right?

In the end, after waiting for half an hour, instead of Tang Mingxi's WeChat message, he got an embarrassing manager.

Fu Ying didn't realize what was going on, so she was taken to a box by her manager.

My grass?It won't be some kind of human kidnapping, right?

Fu Ying is rich in inner activities.

The manager whispered, "Boss Ye wants to see you."

"Who? Which Mr. Ye? Jingyu..." He shut up instantly.

Mr. Ye from Jingyu?

Isn't that the chairman of their Jiahua chairman?Want to see yourself?It's not some unspoken rule, right? Help? !

In the box, there was only He Wenfang with a serious expression.

Seeing Fu Ying who came empty-handed, he frowned slightly: "Where are the flowers?"

It was the first time for Fu Ying to see He Wenfang, and he stuttered a little from the shock of his elite temperament: "What, what flower?"

The agent reacted the fastest: "Is it the bouquet from the fans just now? It's in the lounge. I'll have someone bring it over now."

Both Fu Ying and the manager were at a loss, but they still took the flowers without stopping.

Three minutes later, He Wenfang took the bouquet, glanced at his watch, and said coldly: "Mr. Fu, the chairman hopes that you will tighten up the scale during the show and reduce the indecent and obscene dance moves, so as not to bring down Jiahua artist quality."

After being scolded, Fu Ying turned pale with fear.

But other male artists are quite tense when they dance...

"Also, please don't litter during the show." He Wenfang said indifferently: "Mr. Fu, please cherish your stage, there will be no next time."

After saying these words, Fu Ying's legs went limp.

The manager also changed his expression suddenly, and stared at Fu Ying fiercely, as if he didn't understand when this little idol offended Mr. Ye.

When He Wenfang got the bouquet of flowers, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his precarious job was saved.

There are some things that Ye Heng doesn't talk about, but he has to do them. Madam hasn't personally sent flowers to Mr. Ye so far, so this bouquet of flowers can't appear in the hands of other men!

Exit 11 of the stadium, a black Maybach parked under a white olive tree.

He Wenfang stepped forward in a few hurried steps, and the Maybach window slowly lowered, revealing Ye Heng's pale and handsome side face.

"Boss Ye. Madam's flower."

Ye Heng's eyes fell on the bouquet, and He Wenfang respectfully opened the window.

Although Mr. Ye's complexion was very bad, but his eyes obviously never left the bouquet for a moment, He Wenfang knew that he had made the right bet.

Ye Heng held the flower in one hand, with an expression of infatuation that he couldn't even detect.

He Wenfang said: "Madam should be going home with her friends now, take the elevated South Avenue and Binxi Road, and it should be heading towards the financial center."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Heng's voice came to mind: "Follow."

Tang Mingxi looked at the time on his phone after getting in the car, and said, "Stop at the financial center."

Li Xiaowei's excitement was over, and now she was driving a bit out of spirit, drowsy, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong with Tang Mingxi?Also ask me what's wrong?

Don’t you know that one of our homes is on the east side and the other is on the west side?

With your driving style that you can fall asleep immediately, are you going to drive us to Huangquan Road :)

Tang Mingxi patted Li Xiaowei on the shoulder: "Stop."

For some reason, Li Xiaowei obeyed Tang Mingxi's instructions reflexively.

Tang Mingxi got out of the car noblely and coldly, and ordered Li Xiaowei: "Call your driver now and ask him to pick you up. If you are really sleepy, you can sleep in the back for a while and don't continue driving."

In the second half of the sentence, Tang Mingxi's voice was obviously much softer.

Li Xiaowei was inexplicably touched, after all, Tang Mingxi himself does not seem to be the kind of person who would take the initiative to care about friends: D

She muttered, "Okay. Then what do you do? The driver may have arrived at twelve o'clock."

"Let Xiaoqin stay at your house tonight. It's too late, it's not safe for her to go back alone as a girl."

"Oh, why don't you come to live in our house too! Our house is big, we can sleep together!"

……

……

Thanks, but I'm a man :)

Please be a little gender conscious :)

Tang Mingxi shook his phone: "The technology is very advanced now, I can take a taxi."

Seeing that Tang Mingxi insisted on going by himself, Li Xiaowei did not force her.

It's just that she was still a little worried, and she lay on the back of the car window and said worriedly: "Then you get in the car and send me your itinerary."

"?"

"I'm afraid that the driver will take advantage of the sex and have bad intentions towards you."

"..."

"Really." Li Xiaowei looked at Tang Mingxi sincerely from bottom to top.

"Bao, face up to your own appearance and be more confident in yourself. There is no good man in the world."

When Ye Heng followed Li Xiaowei, what he saw was this scene.

Tang Mingxi stood in the night, talked with Li Xiaowei for some unknown reason, and then walked forward alone.

As the landmark of Yunjing, the financial center is brightly lit until midnight.

The figures of urban white-collar workers are hurrying in the night, which is no different from the scene of going to work during the day.

Tang Mingxi walked along the side of the road for a while, and the mobile phone taxi software vendor showed that there were still 120 people queuing up.

Woo, when will this line up, if I had known, I would not have chosen to get off at the financial center TT.

Is it reasonable to work overtime so late TT.

While waiting for the bus, Tang Mingxi sat on the bench by the side of the road for a while, and his stomach growled embarrassingly.

In order to go to the concert this evening, Tang Mingxi didn't eat much. Now that it's twelve o'clock, his stomach is already empty.

The only ones that are still open at this point are Family Mart.

Tang Mingxi resigned himself to finding a convenience store. After entering, the waiter had already removed the bread of the day and replaced it with fresher ones.

Although he was hungry, he had no appetite.

Tang Mingxi carefully looked at the prices on the shelves for a long time. The butter bread was 12 yuan, and the chocolate croissant was [-] yuan.

Well, but now he doesn't want to eat bread or yogurt, so he just ordered a few skewers of oden, added a little sweet bean sauce, and walked out of the convenience store.

In the past, it was absolutely impossible for Tang Mingxi to buy food in this kind of convenience store.

Even if you are starving to death, you will not eat meatballs made of this flour.

In just three years in New York, he has long been used to eating these nutritious fast foods that are not delicious.

After all, after leaving the Tang family, he is no longer the pampered second son. Food, clothing, housing and transportation all cost money, so Tang Mingxi still has to save a little!

Of course, relying on your own hard work to create wealth is also very practical!

Ye Heng's Maybach parked across the road, hid in the shadows, and watched for a long time.

Seeing Tang Mingxi enter the convenience store, walk carefully in front of the bread stand, and then sit on the side of the road with a cup of Kanto cooking, eating meatballs in small bites.

This is actually quite normal behavior.

There are tens of thousands of white-collar workers working overtime in the financial center. Everyone who comes down to eat supper will choose to buy some affordable and cheap ones in convenience stores, and sometimes they will stand on the side of the road for dinner.

It happens that the trash can is also nearby, so you can just throw it away.

But none of them were Tang Mingxi.

It wasn't the little rose that he had taken care of carefully, who would spend a whole day grooming herself meticulously, and when the sun rose one day, deliberately said that she had just woken up and her hair was still messy.

He knew he wasn't very humble, but he was certainly moving.

So the first time Ye Heng saw him, the seeds of love sprouted quietly. [1]

It's just that they were too young at that time to know how to love each other.

The longer Ye Heng stared, the harder it was for his heart to bear the pain like a needle prick, and his fingers on the steering wheel curled up slightly due to the pain.

As if sprouting from inside, the thorny vines gradually tightened his heart, piercing countless blood holes, gurgling blood.

After Tang Mingxi ate the last Arctic fin, he drank two mouthfuls of the sweet and spicy soup, and threw away the paper cup gracefully.

Since taking a taxi doesn't work, let's ride a bicycle.

Tang Mingxi hadn't ridden a bicycle for about seven or eight years, but he was unlucky tonight, and looked at several cars that were broken.

Help, didn't you watch the almanac TvT when you went out today!

Although his home is not far from the financial center, it takes 15 minutes to walk, okay? I'm tired.

When Tang Mingxi was hesitating, a Taxi quietly stopped beside him: "Get in the car, handsome guy?"

Unexpectedly, there was still an empty car at this point, Tang Mingxi was taken aback, as if he wanted to sleep and immediately put a pillow, the coincidence is too incredible!

But he was too sleepy, so he didn't think much about it, and the lights here were brightly lit, and the way home was all roads, so he wasn't afraid at all.

When getting off the car, Tang Mingxi scanned the QR code to give the fare, and the driver brother suddenly waved his hand: "No need! Someone already gave it."

Tang Mingxi:?

The big brother driver seemed to be burning his ass. After seeing Tang Mingxi off, he kicked the accelerator and disappeared without a trace.

It feels weird, but I'm finally home.

Tang Mingxi still decided not to worry about these things, and prepared to take a beautiful bath and then go to bed.

Half an hour later, it finally rained heavily in Yunjing, which had been sweltering all day.

Tang Mingxi was glad that he returned home in time, looked out the window, and happened to see a Maybach parked downstairs.

The neighborhood he lives in can only be regarded as a mid-to-high end. The price of the Maybach 62s downstairs is obviously already tens of millions.

Why haven't I seen such an expensive luxury car in the community before?

After thinking about it, Tang Mingxi lived in a neighborhood where there were many Internet celebrities and goofy starlets.

Probably their patron father or something, the live broadcast of the domineering president's little wife...

After thinking for a while, Tang Mingxi fell asleep in a daze.

The torrential rain outside the window was still falling, and it was like a hole had been broken in the sky.

The windows of the Maybach slowly moved down, and Ye Heng looked up at the lights on the eleventh floor.

Warm yellow, full of warm atmosphere.

He knew that Tang Mingxi would turn on the lights when he slept alone.

Ye Heng flashed the idea countless times, wanting to go upstairs to question Tang Mingxi now, or take him away from the community directly.

But thinking about the fact that three years ago, Tang Mingxi would rather jump into the sea than be with him.

Ye Heng's face became even paler, and his hands trembled slightly.

Such tragic consequences.

He couldn't take it again.

The light on the eleventh floor was turned on until dawn, and the Maybach downstairs was also turned off for the whole night.

Ye Heng's eyes with complicated and turbulent emotions fell on the window, and the night passed without moving away for a moment.

The author has something to say: [1]: The first time I saw Xiaoxi, it refers to Xiaoxi who has traveled through time (must be strict, because the brother-in-law didn’t have any good impressions of the previous one)

[1]: Quoted from the description of roses in "The Little Prince"