Chapter 427: The Little Girl's Cultivation Is Too Shallow!

Tang Ye returned to his residence, and not long after, the doorbell rang. He walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and seeing it was his next-door neighbor, he opened the door.

Huang Ling took the initiative to greet Tang Ye: "You came back very early today! I've been wanting to invite you to a meal recently to thank you for helping me last time."

Tang Ye smiled: "You're welcome, I'll just boil myself a bowl of noodles to get by."

Seeing Tang Ye refuse, Huang Ling became anxious: "Can you give me a chance to thank you? I've actually been waiting for you for many days."

"It's a small matter, there's really no need to be so polite."

"If you don't agree, then I'll just keep waiting at your door." Huang Ling bit her lip, a look of grievance appearing in her eyes.

Tang Ye knew Huang Ling was a lure sent by Huang Bingwen and had no desire to deal with her at all.

But seeing her almost driven mad by his coldness, he sighed inwardly.

Should he just give her a chance and, while he was at it, challenge the Achilles' heel of most men once more?

"Don't cry. Since you're so sincere, I can't be a killjoy. I'll wash my face and come over later," Tang Ye said to Huang Ling with a smile.

After Huang Ling went into her room, Tang Ye dialed Wan Ming's number.

"I'm going to eat next door in a moment, you hurry over. I'll send you a message every five minutes; if there's no movement, you charge in immediately."

Wan Ming was stunned: "Isn't it just eating a meal?"

Tang Ye smiled: "This is what they call 'better safe than sorry'."

Wan Ming sighed: "Playing mind games with you is purely asking for death. I'm coming over now, go ahead and don't worry."

Tang Ye washed his face, sprayed some perfume, grabbed two bottles of red wine from his wine cabinet, and walked toward the door across the hall.

The door opened, and Huang Ling smiled, saying gently: "Welcome!"

After Tang Ye entered the room, he looked around and asked in surprise: "Where is your roommate?"

Huang Ling smiled at Tang Ye with some shame.

"Actually, I live in this house alone; the roommate was something I made up. Sorry, I lied to you last time."

Tang Ye laughed in spite of himself: "Zhang Wuji's mother's dying words were 'the words of beautiful women cannot be trusted'; that is a golden rule."

Huang Ling was taken aback for a moment, feeling a bit guilty, and covered her mouth with a laugh: "I'll take that as you complimenting me on being beautiful. If you live alone, you definitely have to be a bit cautious."

Tang Ye nodded with a smile: "Understandable. However, isn't it a bit risky for you to be honest with me now?"

Huang Ling shook her head: "Although I haven't known you for long, I feel like you're a trustworthy person."

Tang Ye thought to himself: Huang Bingwen is still quite good at picking people; if it were someone else, they would easily fall into this den of gentleness.

The room was decorated very warmly and romantically. The dining table was filled with various delicacies—French steak, Italy pasta, roasted vegetables, and besides that, fresh flowers.

Tang Ye said with a smile: "Do you have a corkscrew? Shall we drink the red wine I brought?"

Huang Ling was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "I prepared red wine and even let it breathe in a decanter."

Tang Ye insisted: "Let's drink mine; I only drink this brand of red wine, I'm not used to drinking others."

Huang Ling didn't say anything more and nodded slightly: "Fine, then we'll drink the red wine you brought."

Tang Ye walked into the kitchen to open the red wine and said to Huang Ling: "This red wine of mine doesn't need to breathe."

Huang Ling smiled: "Your wine must be very expensive."

Tang Ye thought to himself: It's not that the wine is expensive, it's that the wine he brings is safe to drink.

After Tang Ye sat down, while Huang Ling was in the kitchen, he quickly adjusted the position of the plates on the table.

"Did you prepare all of this? Western food, candles, flowers, it's quite romantic," Tang Ye said with a smile.

"I mainly wanted to express my gratitude. My cooking isn't very good, so I wanted to make the sense of ritual a bit more complete." Huang Ling raised her glass and smiled at Tang Ye.

Tang Ye clinked glasses with her: "Thank you for your hospitality."

After saying that, he ate a piece of steak; the taste was good, it shouldn't be poisoned.

Huang Ling also ate a piece of steak and asked: "May I ask, do you live here alone?"

Tang Ye said with a smile: "For now I am alone, but I am married."

Huang Ling smiled: "Then your wife must be very beautiful?"

Tang Ye gave a faint smile, didn't answer, and asked in return: "What about you? Are you married?"

Huang Ling shook her head: "However, I just broke up with my boyfriend. No matter how beautiful a relationship is, it will be shattered by cruel reality."

Tang Ye pretended to be surprised: "What kind of difficulties did you encounter?"

Huang Ling gave a faint smile: "It's so happy today, let's not talk about these sad things. Uh, it seems a bit hot, I'm going to turn the air conditioning down!"

Huang Ling got up to find the remote control, and when she returned, her cheeks were flushed. She subconsciously fanned herself with her hand, her eyes were hazy, and her breathing became rapid.

"I think I'm a little drunk, I feel like my body is floating." She looked at Tang Ye, only feeling that the man in front of her had handsome features, and her heart was pounding.

Seeing Huang Ling swaying, Tang Ye hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "I didn't expect your alcohol tolerance to be so poor. Why don't you rest early?"

Suddenly, Huang Ling grabbed Tang Ye's arm and fell toward him: "Will you keep me company?"

"What are you doing?"

Huang Ling looked at Tang Ye bewitchingly, suddenly reached out, and slowly pulled down the strap on her shoulder; her silk pajamas instantly slid down to her waist.

Following that, she kissed Tang Ye fiercely: "I like you."

She even took the initiative to guide Tang Ye's hand to touch the soft parts of her body.

Tang Ye was a human, not a god, and certainly not a man of perfect virtue. Even though he knew Huang Ling had other motives for approaching him, at this moment, his mind was still a blank.

Just when Tang Ye was caught off guard, a woman's voice suddenly flashed through his mind!

"Tang Ye, remember, never make a mistake when it comes to women."

He instantly sobered up, only feeling a fine layer of sweat break out on his body.

Looking at Huang Ling's hazy eyes and limp body, Tang Ye calmed down—she must have drugged the food.

At this time, Huang Ling was subconsciously tearing at her own clothes, with a large area of skin on her chest exposed.

Tang Ye hurriedly pressed her hands down and warned in a low voice: "Don't move around!"

Huang Ling felt a wave of dizziness in her brain; like a kitten in heat, she didn't care who the other person was, wanting only to vent the desire in her body.

A sense of frustration surged within her: she hadn't expected Tang Ye to be so rational, nor had she expected him to reject her.

However, desire kept washing over her, and she gradually lost consciousness.

Tang Ye looked at Huang Ling, who was twisting her body like an octopus, sighed inwardly, took out his phone, and dialed Wan Ming: "Get to the room next door immediately!"

Wan Ming was surprised: "What, did you get hit?"

Tang Ye looked at Huang Ling, who was curled up on the sofa.

She was unconsciously sucking on her fingers, her legs pressed together, her calves intertwined and twisting like a twist of dough.

He frowned and sighed: "She tampered with the food, but I kept my guard up and swapped our plates. Judging by her current reaction, it must be an aphrodisiac."

Wan Ming was speechless for a moment and remarked: "This young girl is still too inexperienced; running into an old hand like you, she practically walked right into the trap."