Chapter 056: Wen Lang and Ning Yang’s Dinner Date
Born into the Ye family, Wen Lang had rarely hit a wall growing up. Whatever he wanted, he could obtain easily. Yet, he just had to run into Ning Yang, who refused both soft and hard tactics.
Rewind time to half a month ago.
Wen Lang persisted in sending Ning Yang gifts and friend requests every day. Finally, one day, unable to stand the strange looks from his colleagues any longer, Ning Yang angrily accepted Wen Lang’s friend request in a fit of rage.
To be fair, it was also because Wen Lang, that guy, was crafty. Every gift he sent had exaggerated packaging—either extremely large or uniquely eye-catching. The courier named him specifically and delivered different things to Ning Yang’s company every day. It was impossible for other colleagues not to notice someone was pursuing Ning Yang.
At that time, Wen Lang was in a meeting with the company’s design department. While a designer was presenting the design plan for the next quarter, the notification that Ning Yang accepted the friend request lit up Wen Lang’s screen.
As the boss, he naturally unlocked his phone openly. Then, in front of everyone, he raised his eyebrows excitedly and let out a “Wow~”.
“President Wen?”
Thinking his design plan had gained the boss’s approval, the designer cast a gaze full of anticipation toward Wen Lang, who sat in the main seat.
This was already the last designer’s report. The previous dozen plans had been practically wiped out under Wen Lang’s vicious gaze. Everyone hoped the boss would nod at the end so they could lose a little less hair.
Who knew Wen Lang would directly start packing up his things, standing up to leave. He didn’t spare a glance for the people behind him. His eyes were bright as he stared at the phone screen, but his words were merciless.
“The main design is too messy, no concept at all. Can you clear your heads a bit? None of what was shown today is viewable. I pay you such high salaries every month, and you repay me with this?”
He finished speaking and left the conference room, leaving the designers, whose plans were all axed, looking at each other in dismay and weeping silently.
Holding the phone with Ning Yang’s accepted request like a treasure, Wen Lang flew back to his office. The moment Ning Yang accepted, he had immediately sent a big smiley face, but the other party didn’t reply at all.
Wen Lang wasn’t afraid of Ning Yang not replying. Shamelessly, he rushed to send more messages to Ning Yang.
[Yangyang, you accepted the friend request. Do me the honor, let’s have a meal together?]
[Don’t be shy, it’s just a meal, I won’t do anything to you.]
[Could it be you’re afraid I’m too handsome and you won’t be able to control yourself when you see me?]
[Yangyang, give me a chance to apologize to you in person~ Otherwise, it’s not good to make Sao-zi caught in the middle of us, right~]
…
Ning Yang looked at the string of non-stop messages on the screen with a headache. Seeing Wen Lang actually dare to use Su Tang to threaten him, he replied viciously.
[Su Tang won’t be troubled for sh*t!! Also, you are forbidden from sending things to my company anymore, it’s annoying as hell!!]
He didn’t care; if something really happened, Su Tang had to stand on his, Ning Yang’s, side. Even if Wen Lang was his husband’s biological brother, it wouldn’t fly!
Seeing that bringing out his sister-in-law didn’t work, Wen Lang immediately switched tactics, stating that if Ning Yang went out for a meal with him, he would never send things to his company again.
This move was effective because every time Ning Yang wanted to refuse the delivery, the courier would state that these were personal items the client requested not be refused. Ning Yang could only helplessly accept them and then struggle to carry the things home after work every day; his room was almost piled full.
Ning Yang agreed readily, planning for a quick battle and quick decision.
[I have time tomorrow noon. Set the place and tell me.]
Wen Lang sent a “Roger that~” and immediately went happily to harass his good friends about which restaurant was delicious.
After getting a pile of restaurant recommendations, Wen Lang started asking Ning Yang in the evening what he liked, what he didn’t like, and if he had any dietary restrictions. Ning Yang didn’t reply at all. So Wen Lang could only pitifully pick a restaurant and tell Ning Yang to meet there the next day.
The next day, Wen Lang got up early. Someone who usually wouldn’t wake up before twelve on days off actually set an alarm for eight in the morning. He got up, went to the gym to consolidate his muscles, came back, showered, and started picking clothes in front of the mirror.
This was his first date with Ning Yang; his attire had to be prudent!
Thus, fashion master Wen Lang, after turning over almost every piece of clothing in his wardrobe, finally selected a set of not-too-formal casual suit pants with a camel-colored trench coat.
In front of the mirror, he styled his hair into what he thought was an incredibly handsome look, then spent ages picking perfume and glasses. It wasn’t until half an hour before the agreed twelve o’clock that he finally groomed himself to satisfaction.
When setting off, he specifically drove his blue sports car. No boy dislikes cars; he had it all planned out. He would execute a handsome drift in front of Ning Yang, which would definitely attract the other’s attention.
The Lin He Fu he booked was a very famous private kitchen in S City. They only accepted two table reservations every noon. The menu wasn’t fixed; dishes were made from seasonal ingredients. To book this place last night, Wen Lang had used his money power and quite a bit of effort to secure it.
On the way to Lin He Fu, Wen Lang had it all figured out how to act cool in front of Ning Yang. But when he arrived at the entrance, struck a pose, leaned pretentiously against the car door, and called Ning Yang to ask where he was, Ning Yang coldly dropped a sentence: I’m already sitting inside.
Wen Lang: “……”
Ning Yang drank the hot tea the waiter poured for him, frowning. “Are you coming in or not?”
Wen Lang, who failed to act cool, walked inside while complaining pitifully, “Didn’t I ask you to wait for me at the entrance? Yangyang, why did you go straight in?”
Ning Yang huffed coldly and rolled his eyes grumpily. “Wen Lang, it’s winter. It’s so cold outside and you want me to wait for you out there? Trying to freeze me to death?!”
Wen Lang quickly apologized. “Yo, how would I dare, ancestor~”
In the time it took to exchange a few sentences, Wen Lang had been led to the private room. Seeing Ning Yang, Wen Lang hung up the phone and started smiling brilliantly.
“Haven’t seen you in a long time, Yangyang, you’re still this good-looking~”
Unlike Wen Lang who dressed up seriously, Ning Yang crawled out of bed, changed clothes, and sat in front of his home computer to edit photos. Seeing the time was about right, he casually threw on a black down jacket and drove out to the private kitchen Wen Lang mentioned.
The heating was on inside, so Ning Yang took off his jacket as soon as he entered, wearing only a goose-yellow hoodie. He was slightly nearsighted, so today he wore a pair of large black-framed glasses, which made his face look even smaller and more exquisite.
Too lazy to pay attention to Wen Lang’s shameless look, Ning Yang silently sat in the seat furthest from Wen Lang with a dark face, drinking tea.
“I came today. You aren’t allowed to send things to my company anymore, hear me?”
“Yes sir!”
Wen Lang nodded with a grin, then moved his chair to sit next to Ning Yang.
Ning Yang scowled and scooted aside. Wen Lang scooted along with him. In any case, he insisted on sitting next to him.
“Are you annoying or what? Why sit so close!” Ning Yang ‘tsked’ impatiently and glared at this annoying peppermint Alpha.
“Hehe~ I just want to sit together with you, Yangyang~”
Wen Lang didn’t care and wasn’t afraid. No matter how fierce Ning Yang was, he persevered.
After the two sat down, the dishes were served quickly. More than ten dishes, large and small, were placed on the pear wood round table. Since it was for two people, the chef made smaller portions for each dish, just right for two adult men.
Wen Lang stood up enthusiastically to serve soup for Ning Yang. Ning Yang looked at the pigeon meat in the bowl and pushed the filled bowl in front of him toward the Alpha.
“I don’t eat pigeon.”
Wen Lang thought my mistake, gave the bowl to himself, gave Ning Yang an empty bowl, and put a piece of fish in it.
“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll drink it~ Come, have a piece of fish~”
Ning Yang didn’t move his chopsticks. After a long time, he dropped a sentence.
“I don’t like picking out bones. I’m not eating it.”
Hearing this, Wen Lang immediately started picking fish bones for the little ancestor. He piled the snow-white fish meat bit by bit into Ning Yang’s bowl. Only then did Ning Yang finally move his chopsticks and eat the first bite of food this meal.
With the lessons from the previous two times, Wen Lang pointed to a dish of tea leaf shrimp and asked, “Yangyang, do you eat shrimp? If you do, I’ll peel them for you, okay?”
Ning Yang didn’t speak, so Wen Lang assumed the other party ate them. Thus, after picking fish bones, he put on gloves and started peeling shrimp.
When he had peeled all the shrimp, Ning Yang picked up a chopstick of greens himself. Chewing on rice, he suddenly said, “I’m allergic to seafood. Eat it yourself.”
Wen Lang: “……”
After a while, seeing Ning Yang only eating from that small plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables in front of him, Wen Lang pushed the Dongpo pork in front of himself toward the Omega.
“Yangyang, you’re already so thin, don’t just eat greens, eat some meat too~”
Ning Yang looked at Wen Lang with disgust. “I don’t eat fatty meat. Take it away.”
So Wen Lang, dejected, put the Dongpo pork back and passed another dish over.
“Don’t eat carrots either.”
“Alright~”
“I don’t eat spicy food.”
“Okay, okay~”
Throughout the meal, Wen Lang hit a wall of rejection with Ning Yang. He obediently took back the dishes, and after Ning Yang said “Wasting is shameful,” he began to finish off all those dishes Ning Yang didn’t eat without complaint.
Ning Yang barely touched more than two dishes the entire time. When dessert was served, his expression finally looked a bit better. He leisurely held a small plate and ate a strawberry cream cake.
Wen Lang couldn’t eat anymore. He patted the Omega’s shoulder earnestly and sighed.
“Yangyang, although you are very picky with food, it doesn’t matter, I will still like you.”
Ning Yang rolled his eyes at him: “Get lost.”
Who wants you to like me!
Stuffed, Wen Lang finally drank tea on the side. Staring at Ning Yang finishing his portion of cake, his gaze shifted to the strawberry pudding in front of himself, then looked up at him.
So the little guy likes desserts. Wen Lang smiled happily, his tone jubilant: “Yangyang, you eat it, I can’t eat anymore~”
Ning Yang gave a “Mn,” and waved his small spoon to march toward the pudding.
Just when Wen Lang thought Ning Yang’s attitude would improve after eating his dessert, Ning Yang turned hostile immediately. Driving his black SUV, he left Wen Lang’s multi-million luxury sports car in the dust, impossible to catch up with.
Little Strawberry drives too fiercely!!
The dumped Wen Lang sat in the driver’s seat wanting to cry but having no tears, returning home dejected.
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