After Listening to What Inside My Mind the Female Leads Want to Flung Into My Harem-Chapter 236 – Ko no Tang Yu da

After hearing Tang Yu's inner thoughts, Yang Zhilan, who was filled with disgust for Ye Qiu, suddenly brightened up. She unexpectedly wrapped her arms around Tang Yu's neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips.

When their warm lips touched, Tang Yu could clearly feel Yang Zhilan's body tense up. She closed her eyes tightly, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment. This was her first time initiating a kiss with a man. Lacking experience, she awkwardly kissed him and didn't know what to do next.

Seeing the two of them kissing, and Yang Zhilan being the one to initiate it, Ye Qiu was completely stunned. His pupils contracted, and his face was filled with disbelief. Now, he was absolutely certain that Yang Zhilan's androphobia was truly cured. Moreover, knowing her as well as he did, she must genuinely like this bastard named Tang, to have taken the initiative to kiss him.

What drove him to the brink of collapse was the fact that, back then, in order to brainwash Yang Zhilan, he had convinced himself that he loved her soul, not her appearance, and had never made any intimate moves on her—not even a kiss! Cold sweat slowly seeped from his forehead, and his heart was a mix of humiliation, pain, sadness, and a trace of inexplicable excitement. These emotions intertwined within him, turning into countless tiny needles piercing his heart.

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Tang Yu was also bewildered by Yang Zhilan's initiative. When he came to his senses and wanted to teach Yang Zhilan what to do during a kiss, she had already released him, blushing and panting, too shy to meet his eyes.

"You scoundrel, you wretch, do you think you deserve my years of waiting and devotion?" Ye Qiu finally couldn't hold back and roared hoarsely. Some lies, repeated often enough, become believable even to the liar.

"So what? What does that have to do with me? Why is a married man telling me all this?" Yang Zhilan retorted disdainfully, clutching Tang Yu's arm tightly, making him feel as if his arm was sinking into two soft pillows.

Seeing Ye Qiu's venomous gaze fixed on him, Tang Yu didn't back down. Firstly, this guy was clearly out for revenge. Secondly, pretending to be weak would be out of character for him. As a second-generation wealthy from Suzhou and Hangzhou, why should he fear a King of Soft Rice? If he acted out of character, with this guy's intelligence, he might suspect that Tang Yu was behind the scenes.

So, he put on the face of an arrogant second-generation rich kid, looked at Ye Qiu, and taunted, "Isn't this the King of Soft Rice who talks crap? I heard you used to chase after my Zhilan darling? She's my woman now, so you'd better not bother her. You saw it just now, didn't you? Zhilan's kissing partner isn't you, it's me, Tang Yu!"

After mocking him, Tang Yu kissed Yang Zhilan again, using this method to provoke Ye Qiu. Then, with an air of arrogance, he pointed at Ye Qiu and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with a loser like you. Remember what I said, if you come to the streets of Suzhou and Hangzhou, I'll have your head shaved."

After provoking him, Tang Yu wrapped his arm around Yang Zhilan and walked away with an arrogant stride, as if he didn't recognize anyone. Ye Qiu stood motionless, his fingernails digging into his flesh as he desperately suppressed the murderous intent in his heart. This was the first time in his life he had wanted to kill someone so badly. But he couldn't, because if he acted, his identity would be exposed, affecting the entire plan! Now was not the time to reveal his identity!

Watching Tang Yu and Yang Zhilan leave, Ye Qiu was completely numb. He watched helplessly as the woman he loved got together with another man. This pain was beyond words. Riding his scooter aimlessly, he didn't know how long he drove before stopping in front of a fruit stand by the roadside.

The fruit vendor was a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh. Next to him sat a man with a somewhat wooden expression. The two were chatting while sitting on stools. Ye Qiu approached the fruit stand and asked numbly, "Buddy, how much for a pound of melon?"

"Two bucks a pound," the vendor replied casually.

"Pick one for me."

The vendor picked a melon, patted it a few times, and asked, "How about this one?"

"Is this melon ripe?" Ye Qiu's face grew darker, and sensing a hint of murderous intent, the vendor, who had been around the block a few times, swallowed the words "you're looking for trouble" and replied with a friendly smile, "It's ripe. I can cut it for you, and if it doesn't taste good, it's on the house."

"Alright, cut it for me. Put the rind in one bag, the flesh in another, and the seeds in a third," Ye Qiu said coldly.

The vendor broke out in a cold sweat. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Ye Qiu, putting an arm around his shoulder and asking, "Got a lot on your mind?"

Ye Qiu took the cigarette and remained silent.

"You need to live a little more carefree," the vendor advised with a carefree smile. "Loving someone doesn't mean you have to be with them forever. If I like a flower, I don't have to pick it. If I like the wind, should I stop it just to smell it? If I like the clouds, should I call them down to cover me? Sometimes, caring too much about others' feelings makes you lose yourself."

After the vendor's advice, Ye Qiu lit the cigarette, took a drag, and walked away silently. Once he left, the vendor finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and played a song to calm his nerves.

The man next to the vendor whispered, "Bro, why were you so nice today?"

"Are you kidding? That idiot looked like he just got cuckolded. Why provoke him?"

"Got it."

After the vendor's pep talk, Ye Qiu felt a little better, but the sense of defeat still left him in deep pain. Riding back to the Wuji Group, he went to Butler Ye's office. In Yanjing, it seemed Butler Ye was the only one he could confide in.

After recounting his tragic experience to Butler Ye, the butler was moved to tears. His young master was supposed to be a true dragon soaring in the sky, yet he had endured so much humiliation over the past five years, and now even the woman he loved had betrayed him.

Seeing the young master's pained expression, Butler Ye felt immense sorrow in his heart. Over the years, he had secretly protected Young Master Ye and had unknowingly developed feelings for him. Of course, these feelings weren't romantic; he saw Young Master Ye as his own son. When the son suffers, the father naturally feels the pain too.

"Young Master Ye, don't be too upset. I'll contact the old Dragon King and help you get back at them," Butler Ye said, knowing full well that this was against the rules, yet he still picked up the phone and called the old Dragon King. He knew more than Ye Qiu, such as how the old Dragon King had been secretly plotting in Pearl to completely destroy the Yang family, who had dared to scheme against him back then, and to establish his power in Pearl step by step! freeweɓnovēl.coɱ