Chapter 359: Yang Mi: Delivering herself to the door

Just as those netizens were struggling fiercely, after three hours of fighting, the engineers at the blog increased the capacity, and the webpage was finally restored.

The netizens here were still clamoring to quit the group, when one fan who was constantly monitoring the blog page weakly posted a message on the Tieba forum.

“The blog page can be logged into normally now, everyone go quickly.”

Following this news, the tens of millions of people on the Tieba forum disappeared instantly, all flooding into the blog platform, accurately finding Ye Xuan’s new work, *Journey to the West*, and beginning to read it earnestly.

At this moment, the vast number of netizens seemed like children nourished by literature, all earnestly holding their mobile phones or computers and watching carefully.

After Ye Xuan went offline, he truly went to the pig farm. He walked leisurely around the pig farm on patrol, not caring how he was being touted on the internet, still keeping his original intention of being a good pig farm owner.

On the other side, upon learning that Ye Xuan’s new work was out, major film and television companies and the Writers’ Association began to stir, preparing to cooperate with Ye Xuan.

06

And while they were still in the stage of having ideas, one person took direct action.

Yang Mi was originally filming in Yanjing, but upon learning from Weibo that Ye Xuan had written a new novel, her heart stirred, and she contacted her company to change her schedule, flying directly to Xijiang Province, where Ye Xuan was located.

When Ye Xuan returned home leisurely from the pig farm, he heard his mother’s happy laughter as soon as he entered the door.

Out of familiarity and understanding of his mother, Ye Xuan stopped his foot as he stepped into the house, his intuition telling him there was definitely danger inside.

Before he was married, his mother couldn’t possibly show such hearty laughter, and this fragrance—braised pig trotters?

This dish was only cooked by his mother herself when she was entertaining distinguished guests.

At this moment, Ye Xuan’s father came out of the kitchen, saw him standing stunned at the door, gave him a gloating look, and shouted aloud.

“Hey, little Xuan is back. Hurry into the house, get ready to wash your hands and eat.”

This form of address—his father was actually using this childhood nickname. Ye Xuan’s internal alarm bells rang loudly, and he was just about to turn and run when he was grabbed by his mother, who rushed out of the room.

Unable to run away, Ye Xuan felt mournful in his heart.

He turned back dejectedly, met his mother’s kind and amiable smiling face, felt his heart skip a beat, and said urgently and mournfully.

“Mom, let me tell you, I really have a girlfriend. You don’t need to go to such trouble to help me with blind dates in the neighborhood, really.”

Fearing she wouldn’t believe him, Ye Xuan nodded earnestly again and again.

Who knew that Ye Xuan’s mother wouldn’t be angry at all, but instead smiled even more amiably. To Ye Xuan, this smile was life-threatening.

He let out a quiet sigh of relief, hugged his mother’s shoulders with a mournful face, and comforted her very seriously.

“Mom, Mom, don’t keep staring at me and smiling. You’re making me feel very uneasy. I’m scared. How about I call my girlfriend right now and have her come home for you to see, so you don’t have to worry anymore.”

Even after he had stated his position to this extent, his mother was still smiling foolishly at him. This really made Ye Xuan feel too creepy, so he looked at his father for help and said gloomily.

“Dad, come and manage Mom. She hasn’t been possessed by some evil spirit, has she? Come quickly.”

Ye Xuan’s father stepped forward, not in a hurry to answer Ye Xuan, but kept giving him winks, signaling him to go toward the kitchen.

But Ye Xuan was so frightened by his mother’s stare that he had no mind to notice his father’s winks.

Yang Mi, hiding behind the window, saw this and felt it was about time, so she walked out gracefully, holding a plate of braised pig trotters in both hands, looking at Ye Xuan with a smiling face.

Ye Xuan’s mother saw this, hurried over to help serve the dish, her smile stretching to her ears.

“Oh my, Mimi, you are truly diligent. If our Ye Xuan can marry you in the future, it would mean he saved the galaxy in his past life. Auntie likes you more the more I look at you. Stay at home tonight, and I’ll tell you more about Ye Xuan’s embarrassing childhood stories.”

Yang Mi didn’t really let Ye Xuan’s mother take the dish, but held it herself, maintaining a smiling attitude throughout.

“Auntie, okay, then I won’t be polite. It just so happens that I came in a hurry today and didn’t book a hotel.”

Ye Xuan watched his mother keep pulling Yang Mi to talk endlessly, but the fleeting embarrassment on Yang Mi’s face was still captured by Ye Xuan. Without a word, he stepped forward, took the plate from Yang Mi’s hands, and said bluntly.

“Such a hot plate, when you bring it out, use a rag to cushion it so you won’t burn your hands.”

He turned, placed the dish on the dining table, turned back, took out burn ointment from the cabinet, domineeringly pulled Yang Mi’s hand over, and carefully applied the medicine for her.

He even carefully blew on it while applying the medicine.

Finally feeling a sense of coolness, Yang Mi felt her hands obediently in Ye Xuan’s large hands, the heat passing from her fingertips straight to her heart, and she felt her heart beating like a little deer, thumping non-stop.

Seeing her son taking such good care of his girlfriend, Ye Xuan’s mother showed a satisfied auntie smile and chuckled.

“You two are doing just fine. Ye Xuan’s dad and I are finally going to see him settle down. Mimi, it was Mom’s fault just now—oh no, it was Auntie’s fault. I shouldn’t have let you serve the dish. Look at your fingers, they’re all red, and your face is all flushed. Did you burn yourself?”

Ye Xuan looked deeply at Yang Mi, then looked helplessly at his mother, and said irritably.

“Mom, don’t scare her. Stand further away; I can’t even apply the medicine for her.”

Yang Mi had been a little daughter-in-law from beginning to end, her delicate appearance making Ye Xuan’s mother even more satisfied.

Having some understanding of Yang Mi, while his mother went to get bowls and chopsticks, Ye Xuan asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.

“Delivering yourself to the door, do you know how powerful my mother is now? Eat quickly, and I’ll take you to a hotel later.”

Yang Mi raised her eyes in dissatisfaction, just meeting Ye Xuan’s clear eyes. Her heart contracted, and then she said in a gloomy tone.

“Auntie said that after dinner, she wants to tell me about your embarrassing childhood stories. I can’t deceive the old lady, can I?”

Ye Xuan leaned over slightly and reminded her in her ear with breath as fragrant as orchids.