The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

The meal lasted too long, and we chatted so happily that it was already past midnight when we left.

When Ye Shu went out to relieve himself, he found that the lobby was empty except for their private room, which still had its lights on.

The boss sat behind the cashier, nodding as he watched the TV series on his tablet. When Ye Shu heard them shouting as they came out, he clearly saw that the boss did indeed breathe a sigh of relief.

Standing at the restaurant entrance, the winter night wind was so cold it made my face sting, and I sobered up a bit.

The group parted ways, clamoring to get together again next time.

Han Yang hailed a taxi, waved, and left first.

Wang Yu and Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer stayed in Nancheng, so they booked a hotel in advance. The two brothers supported each other as they left, and before leaving, they didn't forget to glare at Ye Shu with a few meaningful looks.

Ye Shu drank quite a lot tonight, but his sexual desire remained strong, and he also managed to control himself.

After running to the toilet repeatedly, a significant amount of alcohol was expelled.

Although my steps are a bit unsteady now, my mind is still relatively clear, and at least knowing the way and hailing a taxi is not a problem.

The streets were quiet late at night, with only the occasional passing car making a gust of wind, and people who could only be heard but not seen, speeding around a few streets away.

They didn't rush to take a taxi home; they planned to walk to the main road first and then hail a taxi.

Ye Shu took out his phone and glanced at the time. As the screen lit up, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The group name that was previously "[If you're a brother, come and chop me up (4)]" has been changed to "[Domestic Violence Male Correctional Institution (4)]".

The message in the group chat was sent by Wang Yu and Zhang Xiaoqiang a few minutes ago in a taxi.

Although the two had just launched into a passionate and fervent critique of Ye Shu at the table, Ye Shu knew what they were really thinking. Sure enough, the two of them turned into earnest, nagging mothers in the group.

[Brother Ye, I'm not trying to be mean, but you really need to change. What a wonderful wife you have.]

Exactly, cherish it; it's hard to find someone like that even with a lantern. Don't be foolish.

Go back and apologize properly.

Did you hear that? Let me make a statement, @low-budget human version.

Ye Shu looked at these messages, then at the group name, and was speechless.

He silently locked his phone, stuffed it back into his pocket, stared straight ahead with a blank expression, and didn't say a word.

Xia Qing held his arm the whole time, humming a little tune at first, but soon she noticed that the person next to her seemed to be a little quiet.

I tilted my head and looked at Ye Shu's tense profile. Those eyes, which always carried a gentle smile, were somewhat silent under the streetlight.

"Okay, okay, are you really angry? Hmm?"

Xia Qing shook his arm and asked.

Ye Shu didn't react and continued walking forward.

Xia Qing pouted, then moved closer, wrapping her arms around Ye Shu's entire arm and looking up at him.

"Look at you, why are you so petty? It was just a joke, was it really that serious?"

Ye Shu remained silent, staring straight ahead.

Xia Qing stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out and poked his face.

"Smile, please? Give me a smile."

Xia Qing herself didn't realize that her voice had become much softer, and even had a somewhat ingratiating quality.

Seeing that Ye Shu still ignored her, she couldn't help herself and reached out to pinch Ye Shu's chin, turning his face towards her and forcing him to look at her.

The pale light from the streetlights shone down from above, adding a touch of chill to Ye Shu's expressionless face.

His slightly furrowed brows, cold expression, and the hint of frustration in his eyes were all quite telling.

Of course, these were all things Xia Qing made up in her own mind.

Ye Shu wasn't really angry. He was just a little drunk and confused. All he wanted to do was go home and sleep. He didn't hear Xia Qing talking to him.

When he came to his senses, he found that Xia Qing had already started to coax him. Why not play along? How interesting would that be?

So Ye Shu forced himself not to laugh, which was also a way of getting revenge on Xia Qing for ruining his reputation earlier.

So you can act? I can act too.

Hold it in, don't laugh, you have to make her think you're really angry.

Seeing his stubbornness, Xia Qing felt a pang of guilt after her earlier triumph over the prank.

It seems... this joke went a bit too far? Portraying him as a domestic abuser in front of so many people caused him to be criticized by his friends for ages...

Apologize directly?

Xia Qing opened her mouth, the words rolled around in her throat, and then she swallowed them back.

Bowing his head to Ye Shu and saying "I'm sorry, I was wrong" felt... a little awkward, and he couldn't quite bring himself to say it.

She thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, and hugged Ye Shu's arm even tighter, coaxing him:

"Okay, okay, so you promised me three things, right?"

Ye Shu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything, though her eyes gestured for her to continue.

Xia Qing compromised with an attitude of "I have made a huge sacrifice":

"Now I'll do one thing, and the first thing I'll do is order you not to be angry! Right now, give me a smile! Okay?"

That's quite a sacrifice, giving up an opportunity to do whatever you want just to appease him. That shows enough sincerity, doesn't it?

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Shu, who had just been frowning and acting like a clueless and unhappy character, immediately smiled at Xia Qing with a smug look on his face, as if his scheme had succeeded.

"Alright, you keep your word. There are two left."

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened, humming a little tune.

Xia Qing stood beside him blankly for two seconds before she came to her senses.

"Good lad!!!"

Xia Qing shook off his arm, rushed in front of him, and angrily pointed her finger at Ye Shu's nose:

"You lied to me?! You were faking it just now?! You weren't angry at all?!"

Ye Shu shrugged, looking completely innocent:

"I didn't say anything. You just thought I was angry, and then you decided to use one of your chances to stop me from being angry. I didn't force you, right?"

Ye Shu had a smug smile on his face; he looked incredibly arrogant.

"you……!"

Looking at him like this, Xia Qing felt guilty for wasting a chance to be herself and coax him. This jerk, he actually played these tricks on me, turning the tables on me!

"Ye Shu, you're finished!"

Ye Shu wasn't afraid at all. The angrier she got, the happier Ye Shu became. She even deliberately shook her head at her, looking smug like she was saying, "Let's see what you can do to me."

Then, before Xia Qing could decide what to do with him, he turned and ran.

"Stop right there!"

Xia Qing chased after him. She ran very fast and caught up with Ye Shu in a few steps. She then kicked him in the buttocks.

Although he didn't use much force, Ye Shu was still kicked and staggered forward a small step.

He immediately put on a show of bravado, one hand covering his backside, the other trembling as he pointed at Xia Qing, then quickly pulled out his phone and pointed it at her:

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Domestic violence! Blatant domestic violence! This woman is really despicable! Family members, you all saw it clearly! This woman is abusing me! Look! Look at this woman's face! Just now, in broad daylight, in the middle of the street, she kicked me! Without warning, it was inhumane! Is there no justice?! Is there no law?!"

As Xia Qing watched Ye Shu's tearful accusations, she lunged at him, her laughter ringing with murderous intent.

"Take pictures! I'll let you take pictures! So what if I abuse you? You're going to kill me!"

"Help! Domestic violence! Is no one going to do anything about this?!"

The shadows of the two playfully fighting on the street were stretched long by the streetlights, and their smiles became even brighter under the streetlights.

I just don't know when Xia Qing will remember those two things I owe her, or what kind of request she will make.