The Truth About Being Broke A Wish on the 1865th Day in This World

"Shut up and keep quiet, or I'll stab you to death!"

Tang Yuyao looked fierce. With one hand covering Ye Cheng's mouth, she held a fork in the other, pressing it against Ye Cheng's kidney from behind.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Bro, seriously... I thought I was being pretty cooperative. I didn't make a single sound. I'm cooperating so well, why do you still want to stab me? Is there any justice left? Is there any law? Is there...

"Move, hurry up!" Tang Yuyao poked Ye Cheng's kidney again with the fork in her hand.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Alrighty, bro.

Nowadays, people are getting weirder and weirder. Does he look like the kind of guy who wouldn't cooperate?

"Knowing what's good for him" was practically written all over his face.

Speechless, Ye Cheng followed Tang Yuyao under her "coercion" to a quiet place. It was a corner of the restaurant, a rather inconspicuous one.

Because of the banquet gathering around the dessert area, everyone in the restaurant had been sucked away, like a sponge absorbing water.

Not a single waiter was in sight; they had all been temporarily reassigned to the dessert area to help out. It was the first time the manager had seen such a scene.

Various emergencies had been rehearsed beforehand, but this specific situation... hadn't.

Let alone rehearsed, they wouldn't even dare to imagine it.

These days felt like everyone had eaten hallucinogenic mushrooms. Generally speaking, banquets, especially those for the top tier of society, required terrifying organizational skills and recognition to pull off, and were usually hosted by the "Big Three."

Although the Tangren restaurant was indeed a property of the Big Three, Tang Shouye, the restaurant owner, had never expected this...

Seeing the restaurant getting "livelier and livelier," the manager didn't dare delay and hurriedly reported the situation, asking their boss what to do. They had never seen such a grand spectacle before.

Just as Tang Yuyao, holding Ye Cheng hostage, was about to successfully reach the private room, she suddenly heard a flurry of hurried footsteps behind her. And... they didn't sound human.

They sounded more like claws, moving extremely fast, to the point where the faint howling of the wind could be heard.

Subconsciously, Tang Yuyao turned her head, only to see a massive, poop-yellow mutt charging at her with bared fangs, looking like it wanted to tear her apart.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

Having never seen such a thing, Tang Yuyao shuddered in fear, hastily threw the fork aside, wrapped her arms around Ye Cheng's neck, jumped up, and hung her entire body onto him.

The two ended up in a princess-carry posture, and Tang Yuyao kept showing off her "talents." As for how she showed them off, don't ask, but Ye Cheng was very clear about it.

Ye Cheng: "..."

This isn't very appropriate, is it? I shouldn't accept rewards without merit. Dr. Tang, bribing me like this...

"Ahhhh—"

By the time Tang Yuyao jumped up and hugged him, the four-wheel-drive Da Huang had already arrived at the battlefield. Baring his fangs, he circled Ye Cheng's feet, gathering strength to jump up and bite Tang Yuyao.

Ye Cheng: "..."

The moment Da Huang jumped up, opening his mouth wide to take a vicious bite out of Tang Yuyao, he was sent flying. Ye Cheng gave Da Huang a kick, and Da Huang smoothly rolled to the side. After rolling a few times, he stopped, completely unharmed.

When he got back up, the ferocious expression on his face vanished, replaced by a fawning, ingratiating smile. His eyes became clear, and he sat obediently next to Ye Cheng, seemingly winking at Tang Yuyao.

Not sure? Look again.

Tang Yuyao still clung tightly to Ye Cheng, terrified he would drop her. Mustering her courage, she looked back. The current Da Huang looked completely different from before. Where was the slightest hint of wanting to kill her?

He looked exactly like a sycophant.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

Is this a proper dog?

Also, why could she see human-like expressions on a dog's face? What's with this flattering look? Weren't animals forbidden from becoming spirits after the founding of the PRC?

With her head full of question marks, Ye Cheng patiently explained from the side, "Dr. Tang, don't be afraid. This is my brother, nickname Da Huang, real name Meng De."

Hearing Ye Cheng call his name, Da Huang, who was squatting aside winking, stood up and wagged his tail.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

What the heck?

Brother?

Are you serious?

Seeing Ye Cheng's serious expression, Tang Yuyao fell silent. Even so... if it happened to Ye Cheng, it somehow seemed a lot more reasonable and acceptable?

Unknowingly, Tang Yuyao had been influenced and assimilated by Ye Cheng, getting used to outrageous things.

"You, tell it to stay away from me. I'm afraid it'll bite me," Tang Yuyao said, still looking at the tail-wagging Da Huang on the ground with lingering fear.

That look of wanting to kill her just now definitely didn't seem faked. One bite would cost her a chunk of flesh for sure.

Just as Tang Yuyao finished speaking, before Ye Cheng could say anything, Da Huang took two steps to the side, then sat down and looked at Tang Yuyao, as if asking if this distance was okay.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

Tang Yuyao looked shocked. "What kind of dog is this!"

Seriously? Why could it understand her? No matter how you looked at him, Da Huang didn't look like a Border Collie. He just looked like a common poop-yellow mutt you'd see in the countryside.

Why was he so smart?

"He should be a mutt. I'm not sure if he's mixed breed or not. Anyway, he can eat a lot, but he's never eaten poop." Ye Cheng looked up slightly, rolling his eyes as if trying to recall something.

Tang Yuyao froze for a moment. "How do you know he hasn't eaten it?"

Ye Cheng blinked. "I tested him, and Da Huang tried to kill me."

Tang Yuyao: "..."

What a... simple explanation.

Practice is the best way to test the truth. The phenomenon of "smelling bad but tasting good" didn't apply to Da Huang. Of course, what was meant by "smelling bad but tasting good" here wasn't stinky tofu.

Tang Yuyao's mouth twitched. Now that the danger was gone and she had regained her normal thinking, she suddenly realized that Ye Cheng seemed very close to her.

She looked down at her current posture, and...

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Visibly, Tang Yuyao's face flushed red. She let go of Ye Cheng, stood back on the ground, and coughed twice. "Ahem, I don't want a third person to know about what just happened, otherwise..."

Tang Yuyao paused there, glaring at Ye Cheng threateningly.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng nodded very honestly, indicating he understood. He had experienced this kind of silencing plot and scene way too many times. Over with the Young Lady and the President, it was just a daily occurrence. He understood the rules perfectly.

Although Tang Yuyao had gotten down, she still stood next to Ye Cheng, gripping his clothes with one hand, looking at Da Huang in the distance with a somewhat cowardly gaze.

"You're sure it won't bite me, right?"

Ye Cheng nodded. "Right."

Da Huang nodded. "Woof."

Tang Yuyao: "???"

"Why can it understand what I'm saying? Don't you think this is incredibly weird?"

Ye Cheng paused for a moment. "Is it?"

Da Huang shook his head to indicate it wasn't.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

Look at this, just look at how bizarre this has gotten, and you still say it's not weird! If a reporter found out about this, it would absolutely make the front page headlines. This is too ridiculous.

"Da Huang, come over here and take a few steps," Tang Yuyao said tentatively.

And then... Da Huang stood up, took two steps, and lay back down.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Tang Yuyao's eyes widened, looking at Ye Cheng beside her as if she had just seen a ghost. "Do you think this is normal?"

Ye Cheng blinked, confusion appearing in his eyes. "What's wrong with it?"

"Come on, Da Huang, show Dr. Tang a trick or two!"

Da Huang stood up and did two backflips right on the spot, ignore, ignore, ignore...

Tang Yuyao: "???"

Oh... she understood now. She definitely hadn't woken up yet. She must still be at home right now, hiding under the covers looking at her phone waiting for a message, not out eating, not at some restaurant, and definitely not seeing some Da Huang... my foot!

A few minutes later.

In the private room.

Tang Yuyao sat to the side, watching Ye Cheng and Da Huang gnawing on steaks.

Yes, exactly like that, tearing and biting fiercely like a pair of hyenas!!!

Tang Yuyao: "..."

After a few minutes of mental buffering, Tang Yuyao seemed to accept the premise that Da Huang could understand human speech and even had some special little skills.

After all... Ye Cheng was already weird enough, so it didn't seem too hard to understand that Da Huang was a bit strange too.

Like master, like dog.

"Why are you here, kid?" Tang Yuyao took a deep breath and got to the point.

While chewing, chewing, chewing, Ye Cheng replied to Tang Yuyao, "Brother Doudou was feeling generous today and treated me to a meal, along with the Eldest Miss and Brother Dao."

Tang Yuyao: "???"

"Who is Brother Doudou?"

"The Eldest Miss's dad... chew, chew, chew, Brother Dao is the Eldest Miss's driver, chew, chew, chew... This steak is really good, chef, bring another portion." Ye Cheng shouted toward the window in front of him.

"Alright, please wait a moment." The head chef nodded, responding with a smile.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Where did all these weird titles come from?

For some reason, Tang Yuyao felt a bit annoyed right now. Everyone else had titles or something, either Eldest Miss or President, even a driver had one, but when it came to her, it was just Dr. Tang. Hmph!

"So, you came here together with your Eldest Miss?" Tang Yuyao's tone was sour.

"Yeah." Ye Cheng blinked.

"Heh." Tang Yuyao sneered, viciously using her knife and fork to cut the steak in front of her, making herself angry.

After waiting a moment and seeing that Ye Cheng wasn't coming over to comfort her, Tang Yuyao angrily stomped on Ye Cheng's foot.

Smack.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng stopped what he was doing and silently looked up at Tang Yuyao.

"Eat your food, why are you looking at me? Is there a flower on my face?" Tang Yuyao looked displeased, her face cold.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Alrighty then.

"By the way, Dr. Tang, is there some kind of banquet being held here? Why are there so many people, chew, chew, chew..." Ye Cheng remembered the crowd around them earlier and asked.

"Why are you asking me? How would I know? There were already this many people when I got here... Wait, are you sure this crowd wasn't caused by the commotion you two made?"

Just as she was about to say she didn't know either, Tang Yuyao suddenly realized something seemed wrong.

As soon as she said this, both Ye Cheng and Da Huang froze at the same time, looking up at Tang Yuyao.

The scene seemed to freeze, falling into a standstill.

A lot of people, Brother Doudou... Eldest Miss?

Holy crap!

Ye Cheng shuddered in fright. He knew he felt like he had forgotten something important. Brother Doudou had come over to find him, and the Eldest Miss was waiting anxiously, yet he was still here eating!

Well... even though it was quite delicious.

No!

F*ck!

Ye Cheng hurriedly put down his knife and fork. "Let's stop talking for now, Dr. Tang, I have to go back, otherwise I'll be beaten to death."

Before leaving, Ye Cheng stuffed two pieces of sashimi into his mouth, preparing to run back to the Eldest Miss and find an excuse to fool them...

Tang Yuyao: "..."

"Stop right there, kid!" Tang Yuyao slammed her hand on the table with a smack, finally acting brave for once. After all... the feeling of being outdone by another woman right to her face was not pleasant.

"I can't, Dr. Tang, it's an emergency." Ye Cheng's two legs were still moving in the direction of the Eldest Miss.

Tang Yuyao gritted her teeth. "Twenty thousand!"

"It's not a matter of how much money, it's really..."

"Fifty thousand!"

"I'm not that kind of person, Dr. Tang, you're insulting my character..."

"One hundred thousand!"

"Darling, where were we?" Ye Cheng reversed course and returned the way he came, the expression on his face suddenly looking much more handsome.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

"Ding!"

"WeChat Pay received, one hundred thousand yuan!"

Tang Yuyao transferred the money and put her phone away before gritting her teeth and saying, "I really don't know what you need so much money for, kid. Did you die of poverty in your past life?"

Ye Cheng cheerfully looked at the transfer on his phone. "Rich people like you wouldn't understand, Dr. Tang. What do you mean 'did I die of poverty in my past life'? I definitely died of poverty! I dream about money!"

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Ye Cheng was being a bit too honest, making Tang Yuyao laugh out of anger. "Then tell me, what are you going to use all this money for?"

"To spend it." Ye Cheng blinked.

Tang Yuyao silently picked up a knife, the gleaming blade waving in front of Ye Cheng. "If your next answer is like that again, I'll stab you to death!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Gulp. Ye Cheng swallowed hard and wiped the sweat from his forehead. What was with everyone these days? How had they all been assimilated by the Eldest Miss, threatening to stab people at the drop of a hat?

"What is this money for?" Tang Yuyao looked fierce.

In reality, she wanted to know the truth about why Ye Cheng was so short of money; she wanted to help him.

Having interacted with him for so long, Tang Yuyao had gradually realized a few things. For instance... Ye Cheng liked money, that was true, but it definitely wasn't the greedy kind of love for money that normal people had.

It was purposeful, like needing money to accomplish something, rather than for squandering. To be honest, Tang Yuyao had never seen Ye Cheng spend money extravagantly. He was dead broke every day.

Everything he ate and used was provided by the Eldest Miss...

She was even starting to regret it. If she had known it would be like this, she should have made a move back then, so she wouldn't have let some little girl get the upper hand...

This time, Ye Cheng finally got serious, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes as if he were recalling something.

"To fulfill the wish I made on my 1865th day in this world."

Tang Yuyao: "???"