Chapter 57 Bickering "I know Tang Yi loves me the most."...

With Tang Yi's hands-on instruction, Zhang Minglang was finally able to take a few decent photos.

However, I was extremely proud of it and felt no shame whatsoever for my poor photography skills: "I told you this was a masterpiece; this one isn't even as good as the ones I just took for you. Besides..."

Tang Yiliang cast a cool glance his way, and Zhang Minglang, under pressure, quickly changed his mind: "Besides, you're beautiful, you look good no matter how you're photographed."

Tang Yi's lips were caught between a dilemma: whether to raise them or lower them.

Zhang Minglang exclaimed "Oh dear!" and stepped forward to put his arm around her, saying that he had just seen someone selling oil-paper umbrellas and they were so pretty, and he wanted to take her to buy one to take pictures.

Tang Yiyi nestled in Zhang Minglang's arms as they walked forward. Zhang Minglang was still brooding over the fact that his photography skills weren't being recognized, muttering to himself incessantly.

A thought flashed through his mind: "How about this, you mix the photos I took with the photos I took later at your request and post them on your WeChat Moments? I bet everyone will prefer the ones I took."

Tang Yi didn't bother to shatter his unfounded confidence.

She snorted a few times: "The bet is a small matter, but wanting to post it on WeChat Moments is the real issue, isn't it?"

His clever girlfriend saw through his little scheme again, but Zhang Minglang didn't seem embarrassed at all.

Tang Yi couldn't resist his persistent pestering, so she had no choice but to edit a post and post it on her WeChat Moments.

Zhang Minglang watched her press the send button, then reached out and pressed her phone down, saying, "From now on, neither of us will look at our phones for ten minutes at a time, to avoid secretly soliciting votes and causing unfair behavior."

Tang Yi slapped his hand away: "Do you think everyone is as naive as you?"

Zhang Minglang scoffed, "I don't care, we must uphold fairness and justice."

So the two of them stood quietly in front of the lively light show for ten minutes. As soon as the ten minutes were up, Zhang Minglang urged her to open it and take a look, and he also unlocked his phone and went to his WeChat Moments.

Tang Yi looked down as she scrolled through the comments.

Cheng He: Beautiful! It's just that the photographer should be fired.

[Xu Xiaoxiao: Where did you go for fun? Your new cheongsam is so beautiful, even the blurry image can't hide its beauty!]

After scrolling down several more, aside from a few relatives and friends offering token praise, the other friends all gave similar comments.

Tang Yi smiled and turned her phone toward Zhang Minglang beside her: "You lost."

However, Zhang Minglang frowned, staring intently at his phone, his fingers constantly scrolling down his WeChat Moments.

Tang Yi asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Minglang looked up and handed her his phone: "Didn't you post it on WeChat Moments? How come I can't see it?"

"How could that be? Can you hold this for me?" Tang Yi handed him her phone and then took Zhang Minglang's phone to check it.

She tried refreshing the page a few times, but found that it wouldn't load. Frowning, she navigated to the chat page to find her chat window.

Seeing the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar profile picture, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

Tang Yi clicked on her profile picture, and the latest post in her WeChat Moments was still a company post she had shared a few days ago.

Company... tweet?

On the water's surface, a performer vigorously wields two sticks, sending molten iron flying through the air with a "plop" sound. Thousands of tiny sparks pierce the night, then fall sparsely into the water, rising in wisps of white steam.

The moment the iron sparks appeared, it was as if a fuse had been ignited in her mind. In a flash, all her memories returned to their original places.

She looked up abruptly and met Zhang Minglang's slightly narrowed eyes.

"You blocked me?"

Zhang Minglang's voice was cool, like the calm before a storm.

Tang Yi appeared completely calm on the surface, but inwardly she was shaking her head frantically.

It's not blocked.

She used a special work account to add him as a friend from beginning to end!

Her work account and personal account are always completely separate. She only forwards company-related tweets and only adds colleagues from the workplace and annoying blind date partners.

The man in front of me perfectly matched my two categories of work-related friends.

For the next few tens of minutes, Tang Yi followed behind him, painstakingly explaining to him the various reasons why she had added him as a friend using her work account from the beginning and had not added him using her personal account until now.

After listening to her well-organized self-statement, Zhang Minglang concluded decisively: "In short, you still see me as your boss at the company, not your boyfriend, is that what you mean?"

Tang Yi frowned: "How could that be? You are both my boss and my boyfriend. These two things don't conflict."

“Oh, boyfriend,” Zhang Minglang said in a flat voice, without any hint of anger, “your boyfriend can only have your work account and can’t even see your Moments.”

Seeing that he was unmoved by her words, Tang Yi stopped and stood still, clearly a little angry.

"Zhang Minglang."

Hearing her call his full name suddenly made Zhang Minglang shudder reflexively, but he still remembered that he was in the middle of a tantrum, so he tried his best to suppress the shudder, turned his head, and looked at her in what he thought was a cool manner.

Tang Yi, standing behind him, remained expressionless, causing Zhang Minglang to hallucinate the image of Secretary Tang who had reported to him at the company a few months prior.

His heart sank.

Oh no, things have gone a bit too far.

Zhang Minglang immediately backed down. Looking at her somewhat thin cheongsam and the shawl casually draped over her shoulders, he felt a pang of sadness. He quickly took a few big steps forward, wrapped his arms around her tightly, stroked the back of her head, and pulled her into his embrace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't be angry."

However, Tang Yi pushed him away from his chest, breaking free from his embrace, without showing any sign of anger on her face. Those who didn't know her might not see anything amiss, but Zhang Minglang knew her all too well.

If he doesn't back down, Tang Xiaoyi will have to reason with him.

One second he was thinking this, and the next second, Tang Yi indeed started saying, "I added you with my work account not because I was targeting you, but because I added Tang Jiaxin and Li Da with my work accounts too. You were originally my boss, so of course I added you with my work account. Besides, do the math yourself, we've only been officially dating for a few days. Even if we were to add each other on WeChat again, it would take time, right?"

Zhang Minglang nodded repeatedly, reached out and pulled up her shawl, which had slipped down, to wrap it around her more tightly. He also moved forward a bit to block some of the wind blowing in her face.

Tang Yi was serious. She didn't notice his arm wrapping around her waist again and the closer distance between them, and continued to argue with him earnestly: "No matter what number I used to add you, we are boyfriend and girlfriend now. You just said something nonsense like I don't treat you as my boyfriend? Tell me yourself, aren't you being unreasonable?"

She seemed to remember something else, and her tone grew even colder: "If you really want to bring up old grievances, didn't you act all high and mighty when we added each other on WeChat? You'd rather I text you than accept your friend request. You're so petty."

Zhang Minglang didn't dare to argue with her anymore, and just nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."

However, Tang Yi raised her eyes and glared at him: "Don't try to fool me. We need to make things clear at once. Nobody should hold back their anger, or we won't have fun for the next few days."

Zhang Minglang took a step back, stared directly into her eyes, and said earnestly, "I was being petty. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you over such a small thing. Saying you didn't treat me like your boyfriend was just something I said in anger, not something I meant seriously. Please don't take it to heart, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, his voice filled with obvious laughter: "I know Tang Yi loves me the most, how could she not treat me as her boyfriend, hmm?"

Tang Yi turned her head to one side, half of her face pressed against his coat, and said in a muffled voice, "Who loves you the most? I don't love you at all."

Zhang Minglang hugged her tightly: "I don't believe it."

The two awkwardly embraced on the roadside for a while. Tang Yi looked up and suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure in the shadows not far away.

Tang Yi squinted and carefully examined it.

A man stood beside the woman, the two of them quite close, their clothes brushing against each other's shoulders before moving away.

Sparks flew up from the riverbank once again, startling the onlookers. The sudden noise also startled the woman. She cried out and jumped aside, and the man reached out to steady her; the two appeared unusually close.

Tang Yi was initially unsure, but then she heard a voice that sounded all too familiar.

Xu Xiaoxiao?

How did she end up here, especially with a man?

Tang Yi stepped out of Zhang Minglang's arms, and Zhang Minglang released her, following her gaze to look in that direction.

Tang Yi said, "Why do I feel like I saw Xu Xiaoxiao? Or am I seeing things?"

Zhang Minglang did not respond. Tang Yi looked up at him. The man had one hand in his pocket and the other on Tang Yi's back, squinting at the couple.

Tang Yi sighed, tugged at his sleeve, and tried to leave: "Never mind, it must be too dark. I made a mistake."

Zhang Minglang obediently followed her until they crossed another small bridge to the other side, at which point he said out of the blue, "You didn't mistake me for someone else."

"What?"

Zhang Minglang sighed softly: "I said, that's your best friend, and my good buddy, Cheng He."

Tang Yi's eyes widened, and she turned to go back, but Zhang Minglang grabbed her and pulled her back.

Tang Yi looked up at him, her tone full of disbelief: "Xu Xiaoxiao, Cheng He? They're completely unrelated, how come they're suddenly together?"

No wonder, she felt a sense of déjà vu when she got out of the car and saw the surroundings; she had seen it in Xu Xiaoxiao's WeChat Moments.

Coupled with Xu Xiaoxiao's hesitant behavior a few days ago and that "there's always someone more suitable than you" post on her WeChat Moments, Tang Yi finally understood what she was hiding.

Zhang Minglang laughed: "Forget it, let's not bother them, and let's not let them bother us."

Tang Yi reluctantly listened to him, but as she walked, she couldn't help but look back every now and then, even though it was all in vain. Seeing her turn her head away for the nth time, Zhang Minglang helplessly turned her head back: "Don't look anymore, they've gone past."

He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, saying, "Let's have fun on our own, and then call them when we get back, okay?"

Tang Yi had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​turning back and walked forward with him in her arms.

On the other side, Xu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she snuggled into Cheng He's arms, then quickly blushed and backed away, pretending to be disgusted as she patted non-existent dust off her coat sleeves.

When she looked up again, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar profile, but it only appeared for a moment before disappearing into the bustling crowd around her.

Xu Xiaoxiao tried to peek closer to get a better look, but was almost bumped into by a passerby. Cheng He quickly reached out and pulled her back: "What are you doing? Don't fall into the river, really."

Xu Xiaoxiao shook off his hand: "Mind your own business. I think I just saw Tang Yi."

Cheng He scoffed, "Nonsense! There are so many places in China, how could you two possibly travel separately and then end up going together? I could have said I saw Zhang Minglang..."

Before he could finish speaking, he abruptly stopped and stared straight ahead: "Why do I feel like I'm actually hallucinating Zhang Minglang?"

Xu Xiaoxiao followed his gaze, but saw nothing but a sea of ​​heads. Seizing the opportunity, she raised her voice and scoffed in the same tone, "Nonsense, there are so many places in China..."

Cheng He interrupted her: "I'm really fed up, can we stop arguing?"

Xu Xiaoxiao immediately became furious: "Why are you angry? Aren't you the one pursuing me right now?"

Cheng He pointed at herself with her index finger, as if she had heard a joke: "Me? Me chasing you? That's outrageous! Wasn't it you chasing me?"

The two argued back and forth endlessly, but neither came to a conclusion.