My mental state isn't clear... hmm, that's a good question.
Ye Cheng briefly considered his wording and tentatively began, "So... Dr. Tang, is it possible that the person who just said that..."
"Smack!"
"What Dr. Tang? Call me Yuyao!" Tang Yuyao's face was flushed, swaying unsteadily several times. In her current state, forget aiming properly, she could barely stand steady herself. Yet when hitting Ye Cheng, it was like she had auto-aim on—she didn't even need to look to land the hit!
Will it land, will it land, will it land?
Yes, yes, YES!!!
Fortunately, this wasn't the first time Ye Cheng had encountered this situation. When Tang Yuyao had gotten drunk in the apartment before, she was the same way, insisting on forcing a change in how he addressed her. Ye Cheng wasn't one to stubbornly resist. After taking one hit, aside from his gaze becoming a bit clearer, there were no other issues.
It was true that Tang Yuyao liked to "whack" people when drunk, but luckily the force wasn't very strong—it didn't even hurt. Of course... it might also be because Ye Cheng's face was getting thicker and thicker. Anyway, it didn't feel like much; he almost wanted to say "good hit"...
Ahem, he didn't have any strange fetishes. Important things must be said three times: he didn't, he didn't, he didn't...
"Ahem, okay. So, Yuyao, is there a possibility that the person who just said that..."
"Smack!"
"Call me Yaoyao!"
Ye Cheng: "..."
"Fine, Yaoyao, is there..."
"Smack!"
This time it was the same old routine. But as the ultimate anti-routine handsome guy, how could Ye Cheng stumble so many times in the same spot?
If it weren't for Tang Yuyao being utterly drunk right now and having seen her drunken state before, Ye Cheng would suspect she was deliberately messing with him.
Damn it, no form of address was satisfactory. With so many intermediate titles, he still got hit. Might as well go straight to the final one!
Ye Cheng blocked Tang Yuyao's attack this time, gripping her wrist. "Dr. Tang, we're both compatriots, no need to treat me like a Japanese islander you're torturing. Just tell me, what exactly do you want me to call you? Do you want to be called 'Dad' or 'Mom'?"
You thought Ye Cheng would say something tough?
nOnOnO... Ye Cheng would say the softest words in the toughest tone!
Joking, do you expect someone with zero moral bottom line like Ye Cheng to do anything principled?
Sorry, even my parents are cyber ones. As everyone knows, Ye Cheng is an orphan who grew up in a welfare home. But Ye Cheng never felt inferior about his orphan status; instead, he "made the best use of everything," especially enjoying "speaking his mind" in a major server district called "Zaun."
Entering "Zaun" felt like coming home, so familiar. The entire chat channel was filled with warm greetings and comforting words for other people's parents. Ye Cheng's ultimate move, the Dust Release "Biological Mother Stripping Technique," was honed right here.
Using "mom" as the center and the family tree as the radius for indiscriminate attacks. When the opponent realized they were under indiscriminate fire, they would frantically retaliate, spewing the same trash talk back.
At that point, Ye Cheng would just give a sinister smile and continue the fierce onslaught, with an unyielding determination to strip away every last one of the opponent's "moms," his Dao heart completely unaffected.
Have you ever heard of the "Demon Blade Thousand Edge"? It only attacks, never defends, peerless in the world!
LOL, they simply have no moms!!!
Ye Cheng was born standing atop the mountain peak, blessed with innate advantages from birth. Although this joke might be a bit hellish, Ye Cheng himself didn't mind at all, always keeping one phrase in mind: Only attack, never defend, peerless in the world!
Ye Cheng now appeared like an honest man, which in a sense could be considered "retiring from the jianghu." But if he were to go all out... heh... sorry, kid, how many moms do you have to dare speak to me like that?
The last time he came out of retirement... oh no, the last time he took action was during a verbal duel with Xia Tongxin, which nearly made Ye Cheng feel emo, thinking he was attacking a child. Ai, he really wasn't a good person...
Luckily, Xia Tongxin was a legal loli, and... a cocky little brat. The gifts were accepted, but you can keep the sentiment!
Ye Cheng had pretty much figured it out. Xia Tongxin was indeed a "demon pill," but her family seemed to be genuinely rich?
Otherwise, she wouldn't casually throw out tens of thousands at a time, gifting skins by the page. So extravagant, damn it. Who knows when he'll ever become rich himself!
"Call me... call me baby... no, call, call me wifey, hahaha..."
Tang Yuyao's hand was caught by Ye Cheng. She instinctively struggled a couple of times, but finding she couldn't break free, she stopped struggling. Instead, she leaned her body against Ye Cheng for support, looked up with bleary eyes, and with breath smelling of alcohol, told Ye Cheng to call her wifey.
Ye Cheng: "..."
First, Ye Cheng didn't have any strange fetishes. Second, he was loyal to the young lady. Finally... Ye Cheng called her that.
Tang Yuyao finally heard the form of address she was satisfied with. Her head tilted and buried itself in Ye Cheng's chest, where she mumbled and grumbled, no longer speaking clearly, though you could faintly hear her muttering something...
"Haha... calling me that so recklessly... such an impudent thing... hehe..."
Ye Cheng: "..."
Forget it, he'd pretend he didn't hear it.
According to Ye Cheng's always cautious style, from the moment he entered the hotel, he would have kept his phone on, recording the screen to prove his innocence when Tang Yuyao woke up tomorrow.
Ye Cheng could forget anything, but he would never forget the important thing that is the "liability waiver." Haven't you seen how many seniors got refined into grad-school admission pills? That's the consequence of not having a liability waiver!
But special circumstances require special handling. In the current situation, if he were to fuss about a liability waiver now, and later if a certain irritable, salty (lazy) doctor found out, she might just kill him.
After some thought, he decided to forget it.
Five-star hotels are different. Even checking in requires confirming if the person is conscious. Since that's the case... Ye Cheng fumbled around inside his jacket, then pulled out his crumpled little frog wallet.
Click!
The frog's mouth opened. After some more fumbling, he took out his ID card and placed it on the front desk.
"Please give me the cheapest one," Ye Cheng said while putting his crumpled little frog wallet back inside his jacket. Tang Yuyao seemed to catch a key word, perking up groggily.
She pressed on her phone, unlocked it, click!
Smack! She slapped her phone's payment interface onto the front desk, loudly shouting at the same time.
"The cheapest? Who do you think you're looking down on? Get me the most expensive one!!!" Tang Yuyao was usually lazy and salty, but when drunk, her rich young lady temperament came out in full force—the kind that nine oxen couldn't pull back. Hearing the word "cheap" immediately triggered a keyword, making her rebellious.
"Certainly. We have processed a Deluxe Presidential Double Love Suite for you!"
The front desk lady had been acting timid just a moment ago, but the moment she heard "the most expensive," she instantly came to life. She immediately booked a luxurious presidential suite for two—a couple's suite—for Ye Cheng and Tang Yuyao!
Beep!
Payment complete!
Ye Cheng: "..."
I may not be human, but you are truly something else. You were just acting scared out of your wits, but the moment you hear about booking a room, you perk right up!
Ye Cheng didn't even have time to stop her; Tang Yuyao had already completed the payment. Ye Cheng glanced at the bill—123456... Damn, six figures!!!
Fck!!!
You could have just robbed me directly, but instead, you gave me a room to stay in for one night. How truly kind of you (said through gritted teeth)!!!
What confused Ye Cheng the most was that Tang Yuyao's payment actually went through. What kind of normal person keeps that much money in their WeChat wallet? Wouldn't it be better to put it in Lingqiantong? You'd earn several bucks in interest a day...
Ye Cheng was destined never to understand the lives of the rich.
"Let's go, hubby, hurry up, I want to sleep... hehe..."
Tang Yuyao was slumped against Ye Cheng's chest. After paying, she stuffed her phone into the "pocket dimension" between her breasts, clung to Ye Cheng, and started being all lovey-dovey, calling him "hubby" over and over without any sense of awkwardness, as if it were the real deal.
Ye Cheng: "..."
"Ahem, miss, how long do you keep the front desk surveillance footage for?" Ye Cheng asked the front desk lady after a moment of silence.
Given the current situation, he felt it was very necessary to have some self-protection. That way, if some lazy doctor tried to frame him later, he could "counter-attack."
"Um... over six months, I think?" The front desk lady rolled her eyes, speaking somewhat uncertainly as she handed the room key to Ye Cheng. But the moment she looked at him... she was instantly hit.
Succubus effect, activate!!!
Tang Yuyao had been blocking the view before, so the front desk lady couldn't see him clearly at all. She could only hear Ye Cheng's voice—a very nice voice, one she could use to imagine a handsome guy.
But now that she saw him... he really was handsome!!!
"Oh, alright then," Ye Cheng replied casually, completely unaware that the front desk lady's gaze was practically glued to him. He supported Tang Yuyao and headed towards the elevator.
Since it's already booked and can't be refunded, might as well stay. Sigh... Not going back today means tomorrow, besides delivering roses, I'll probably have to act like a dog for the guild leader too. The thought is kinda excit... kinda sad!
Ye Cheng, supporting Tang Yuyao, disappeared into the elevator. Only then did the front desk lady reluctantly withdraw her gaze.
"Is he a celebrity... so handsome..." the front desk lady murmured to herself, regretting not getting a better look earlier. Ah...
Staying at a hotel requires identity registration. The more upscale the hotel, the stricter it is. After all, many important people... ahem, anyway, they must ensure identity security. Then the information is uploaded to the unified national registration network...
Through certain channels, it can facilitate inquiries by investigative personnel. Of course, through some improper means, one can also access these records. As for the purpose... naturally, to pinpoint someone's location.
As luck would have it, Lin Baizhi had people posted as lookouts, specifically monitoring the hotel scene, with the aim of preventing Ye Cheng from checking into a room.
To prevent her dear brother from falling into the hands of some ill-intentioned woman...
...
Great Sea City.
In the villa where Lin Baizhi lived.
Lin Baizhi had returned home early today. Strangely, she wasn't handling company affairs as usual but was in a hurry to "rest." Nanny Wang, who was in charge of Lin Baizhi's daily life, found it odd.
"Why is the young mistress resting so early today?"
Nanny Wang shook her head. Lin Baizhi's thoughts were beyond what an ordinary person like her could understand. Their young lady was very capable, extremely capable. Going to bed this early today must mean she's tired and has her own plans.
After a simple tidy-up, Nanny Wang left the villa.
Inside the house, it was very quiet. But if one listened carefully... one might hear the soft murmurs of a young girl?
"Brother~"
After who knows how long, the girl's voice finally quieted down.
The girl's eyes held weariness and drowsiness. She hugged the school uniform in her arms, gave it a sniff, and prepared to sleep.
Buzz! Buzz!
Her phone vibrated—a message!
Lin Baizhi, eyes heavy with fatigue, decided to check the message before sleeping...
"President Lin, the identity information of the person you mentioned has been refreshed!"
Then, the other party sent a complete message about the identity information refresh.
At a certain five-star hotel in Great Sea City... a luxurious double presidential suite for couples!
Lin Baizhi: "???"
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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