"Uh, Dr. Tang, why are you holding a knife?"
"Oh, thanks, but I'm not hungry. I don’t want an apple right now..."
"No need to be so polite, you can have it—HELP MEEEEEE!!!"
After going through the above steps, Ye Cheng finally behaved himself, once again reduced to a "prisoner" under Tang Yuyao’s foot, with the occasional threat of a knife pressed to his neck.
For Ye Cheng, this kind of drama was just part of his daily life—first the young mistress, then the student council president, and now, adding to the list, a seemingly short-tempered, lazy doctor.
"I’m giving you one chance to speak properly. If you mess it up, you’ll be turned into a Walmart shopping bag!" Tang Yuyao snorted coldly and kicked Ye Cheng, who was tied up like a dumpling.
Ye Cheng nodded frantically, signaling that he heard her and would obediently comply.
"The dormitory’s locked. I can’t go back."
"What does that have to do with me? It’s not my fault you can’t get in," Tang Yuyao replied mercilessly.
"I helped you before," Ye Cheng continued.
"Oh, really? Did that happen? I don’t remember," Tang Yuyao said, picking at her ear with her pinky, feigning ignorance.
Ye Cheng: "..."
"I have proof of me helping you on my phone." Ye Cheng wriggled a bit, forcing himself to sit up from the floor and lean against the sofa, staring at Tang Yuyao, who was lounging on the couch with her legs crossed, looking utterly indifferent.
Proof?
Proof of him helping her?
Tang Yuyao briefly recalled the "incident"—basically, she got drunk, tied Ye Cheng up, and then… bit him.
Tang Yuyao: "..."
At this memory, her face flushed instantly, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Clearly, she remembered what Ye Cheng was referring to—and not just vaguely. She remembered everything in excruciating detail.
Thanks to Ye Cheng’s "reminder," Tang Yuyao realized she might have some compromising material in the hands of this little brat.
Thwack!
Ye Cheng’s resistance +1…
"You dare threaten me?" Tang Yuyao narrowed her eyes, her voice icy.
"Dr. Tang, look at us right now. Who’s threatening who?" Ye Cheng wriggled again on the floor, sounding exasperated.
Tang Yuyao fell silent for a moment. Well… he had a point. Ye Cheng was the one tied up on the floor, while she was the one holding a knife. Accusing him of threatening her did seem a bit… unreasonable?
Unreasonable her foot!!!
Tang Yuyao had now mastered the art of dealing with this naturally evil, inhuman brat—she just had to refuse to play by his rules, avoid being led by the nose, and keep the initiative firmly in her own hands. That way, he wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble!
"It’s you threatening me, it’s you threatening me, it’s you threatening me…"
With each repetition, Tang Yuyao kicked harder, and… Ye Cheng’s resistance +1.
Whether she had vented enough or just gotten tired, Tang Yuyao eventually stopped and began "negotiating" with Ye Cheng.
"Where’s this so-called proof?"
"Hah, Dr. Tang, you must think I’m a complete idiot if you expect me to just tell you," Ye Cheng sneered.
"Oh, so it’s in your phone, huh?" Tang Yuyao glanced at the phone tucked into Ye Cheng’s waistband, her tone calm.
Ye Cheng kept sneering. "You think I’d be that stupid? Let me tell you—WAIT WAIT WAIT, STOP!!!"
Before he could finish his line, Tang Yuyao had already lunged at him. After so many rounds with Ye Cheng, she’d learned one crucial lesson—never give him a chance to maneuver. Otherwise… she’d be the one suffering in the end.
She snatched the phone from Ye Cheng.
It was password-locked.
"What’s the password?"
"Hah, you think I’d—"
"Password, password, what’s the password?! WHAT’S THE PASSWORD?!" Tang Yuyao opted for the most primitive method of "physical" persuasion.
Ye Cheng’s resistance +1+1+1…
Finally, after Tang Yuyao’s "friendly" and "gentle" persuasion, Ye Cheng cracked—or rather, "willingly" revealed his 48-digit alphanumeric password.
A minor interlude:
Ye Cheng rattled off the 48-digit password in one breath. Tang Yuyao thought he was messing with her and proceeded to beat him up again. But after a while, she realized something was off—why was his mouth so stubborn this time?
Comparing the first dozen digits he’d said earlier, they matched perfectly. Meaning… Ye Cheng wasn’t making it up. His phone really had a 48-digit password.
Click!
After entering the final digit, the crisp sound of the phone unlocking echoed through the room.
Tang Yuyao: "???"
A giant question mark floated above her head as she stared in disbelief at Ye Cheng, who was now munching on an apple on the floor, her eyes wide with shock.
"Are you insane? Who the hell sets a password that complicated?!"
"Meh, not that bad munch munch. Just 48 digits munch munch… not that many munch munch…" Ye Cheng replied between bites.
Worth noting—the apple was one Tang Yuyao had taken a bite out of earlier. After being kicked around for so long, Ye Cheng got a little hungry and just grabbed it off the table. Munch munch. Tasty. Loved it.
Tang Yuyao noticed him eating something. "What the hell are you eating now? And who taught you to talk with your mouth full—"
Huh?
An apple?
The apple on the table?
She glanced at the apple she’d left on the coffee table earlier. Yep. Gone. Now in some bastard’s mouth.
"You idiot, who said you could eat that?!"
"Who said you could eat it?! Spit it out, SPIT IT OUT!!!"
"Little brat, you’ll eat anything, won’t you?!"
"STOOOOP!!!"
The last scream was Ye Cheng’s. To his credit, he was a thrifty kid who never wasted food. Even under the cruel torture of this black-hearted, lazy doctor, he finished the apple.
Well, he did spit something out—the core. Luckily, Tang Yuyao was too preoccupied with the phone’s contents to bother with him, or else he’d have gotten another beating.
With the phone unlocked, it was now "free exploration" mode—at least, that’s what Tang Yuyao thought. Until she opened Ye Cheng’s photo gallery.
Clunk!
Another 48-digit password lock. No fingerprint, no face ID, no pattern—just brute-force typing!
Tang Yuyao: "???"
"What the hell do you have on this phone?!" Her voice was laced with confusion, her sanity fraying from Ye Cheng’s inhuman antics.
She had severely underestimated Ye Cheng—how could anyone possibly remember the passwords to so many locks?
As if struck by a thought, Tang Yuyao exited the photo album and randomly tapped on one of the pre-installed apps on Ye Cheng’s phone. Unsurprisingly, another high-security 48-digit hybrid password lock appeared with a clang!
Tang Yuyao: "…"
A surge of inexplicable fury ignited within her, setting Tang Yuyao ablaze. What followed was an unrestrained outburst, all of it unleashed on Ye Cheng.
After several minutes of "amicable negotiation," Ye Cheng finally caved and unlocked the password to his photo album. At last, Tang Yuyao could uncover the "secrets" hidden in his phone.
A flood of bizarre photos popped up, leaving Tang Yuyao momentarily stunned. So many… so many bottles of iced tea.
Wait, no—aside from the iced tea, there were also "win another pack" cards from instant noodles, limited-edition stickers from Big Bubble gum, and practically nothing else in the entire album.
Oh, hold on. Was that a yellow mutt?
So, after all that effort, after kicking and screaming for so long, all she got was a collection of iced tea selfies, rare Big Bubble gum stickers, instant noodle prize cards, and… a photo of a dog?
Tang Yuyao: "…"
"Ha… hahahaha… HAHAHAHA… Oh, this is rich… HAHAHAHA…" Tang Yuyao burst into manic laughter without warning, as if driven to the brink of insanity.
"Uh… Dr. Tang, I just remembered I have unfinished homework back in my dorm. I should probably head out now…"
Seeing Tang Yuyao laughing like a madwoman, Ye Cheng gulped hard, cold sweat pouring down his forehead as he frantically wriggled, desperate to escape.
No way. The usually lazy, hot-tempered doctor seemed on the verge of losing it completely. If he didn’t bolt now, he’d never make it out alive—next thing he knew, he’d be pickled in formaldehyde.
Ye Cheng feverishly worked on "unlocking" himself, quickly freeing his bound limbs. Not daring to linger, he didn’t even bother grabbing the scattered "Hulu Brothers" costume on the floor. Snatching his phone, he bolted for the door.
Forget this. At this point, sleeping on the lawn outside seemed safer than staying here.
Who knew if the enraged Tang Yuyao might stab him in his sleep…
"STOP!!!" Tang Yuyao’s eyes burned red as she roared, vaulting over the couch and tackling Ye Cheng to the ground!
Her mouth spewed incomprehensible "Cthulhu-esque" mutterings, faintly echoing something about "Old Ma’s sheep’s head…" The incantation complete, the ritual began.
Driven to madness, Tang Yuyao sank her teeth into Ye Cheng’s scalp.
"You little brat, I’ll END YOU!!!"
Ye Cheng: "…"
His scalp stung like hell.
"STOOOOP!!!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
