How Did the Trashy Young Lady Become So Soft Can't Help but Turn into an Excited Little Monkey

Smack!

Xia Tongxin, who had just been dropped by Ye Cheng, bit the Head Maid, broke free from her restraints, and immediately scrambled towards Ye Cheng's direction, stepping on the Head Maid in the process. Tiny and quick, she moved fast.

A small shoe print now adorned the Head Maid's face.

Head Maid: "..."

Fortunately, the Head Maid had strong mental fortitude. Even after being kicked, she just silently pushed herself up and wiped her mistress's shoe print from her face.

Then, as the Head Maid looked up... her world collapsed.

After all that effort, finally managing to get her young mistress down, only to be back to square one in an instant. Her young mistress had climbed back up and was clinging to someone's leg again, humming and whining, utterly unwilling to let go.

"I'm not awake, not awake, I'm not awake!" Xia Tongxin, tiny and with flushed cheeks, hugged Ye Cheng's leg, eyes tightly shut, yelling her little head off. Her super-cute loli voice echoed through the hallway.

Ye Cheng, halfway down the hall, felt that familiar sensation on his leg again, though this time it was the other leg. He looked down... that little pink-headed creature was back.

Not only back, but also yelling some nonsense.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng shook the leg Xia Tongxin was clinging to. Hmm, good, didn't shake her off.

Silently, Ye Cheng once again lifted Xia Tongxin up by the familiar method—grabbing the scruff of her neck, that decisive spot.

This time, Xia Tongxin wasn't holding on tightly and was easily lifted by Ye Cheng, her two little paws and her feet clad in white socks and little leather shoes dangling limply in the air.

Still so tiny. The Head Maid nearly fainted at the sight. Ye Cheng, incorrigible, was always so rough, really treating their young mistress like a newborn puppy.

The Head Maid hurriedly scrambled up from the floor, not bothering with the dust on her clothes, and marched towards Ye Cheng with a fierce demeanor.

"Give the young mistress back to me!"

Ye Cheng looked exasperated, then handed the little pink-headed creature back to the Head Maid. The Head Maid was taken aback by how smoothly it went and hurriedly reached out to take her young mistress.

The moment she made contact, Xia Tongxin turned into a sloth again. With strength from who-knows-where, she clung to Ye Cheng's hand, using the exact same method as before.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Head Maid: "..."

The Head Maid's face stiffened slightly, but she quickly adjusted, forcing a somewhat rigid smile.

"Um, young mistress, it's time to go home and rest. It's so late already, you see..." the Head Maid said weakly.

And then...

Nothing. Xia Tongxin didn't even give the Head Maid a glance, just clung to Ye Cheng's hand without letting go.

Head Maid: "..."

Fine, the Head Maid had to get tough. She took a deep breath: "Young mistress, it's time for bed! Staying up late is bad for your health!"

After saying this, the Head Maid stepped forward again, wrapped her arms around her young mistress who was latched onto Ye Cheng's hand, and started pulling!

"Young mistress, time to go home!"

"Wah... No... I don't wanna sleep, I don't..."

"Young mistress, be good..."

"Wah, I don't wanna sleep, I..."

And so, the mistress and servant put on a tug-of-war right in front of Ye Cheng. The Head Maid was really pulling hard, and Xia Tongxin, for some reason, had surprising strength, not losing ground at all.

Every cell in her body was straining, using all her might, her face puffed up with effort, holding her breath. The scene was oddly comical.

Ye Cheng watched the spectacle the whole time. He loved watching drama. Who would have thought he'd get to see the thrilling show of a maid battling a bratty girl late at night? Great show, loved it.

But soon, Ye Cheng couldn't laugh anymore.

"I'm not going, wahhh... Ouch!" Enraged, Xia Tongxin bit down on Ye Cheng's hand, mustering her last bit of strength—truly using "all the strength she had from nursing."

Ye Cheng: "..."

"You little brat, let go!" Ye Cheng yelped in pain. No choice, he started helping Xia Tongxin's side. If the Head Maid won this tug-of-war today, he was definitely losing a piece of skin.

Once Ye Cheng joined in, the situation immediately reversed. The Head Maid was still pulling hard when she suddenly felt a powerful force from her young mistress's side. She was going to lose!

The Head Maid was also stubborn, refusing to let go even if it killed her. And so, Xia Tongxin, along with the Head Maid, were both yanked over by Ye Cheng.

Thump!

The Head Maid tumbled towards Ye Cheng's chest. This was a classic anime scene; logically, it should now be the moment where the Head Maid accidentally kisses Ye Cheng in some cliché plot.

But sorry, this is reality. The reality was that Ye Cheng became the cushion for both the Head Maid and Xia Tongxin. They both fell on him, each giving him an "elbow strike."

Man!!!

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng almost coughed up blood.

The three of them tumbled onto the hallway's high-end wool carpet. Xia Tongxin was the quickest to react. Knowing she had escaped the evil Head Maid's clutches, she scrambled up like a cockroach and finally latched onto Ye Cheng's head.

Ye Cheng: "..."

For some reason, Ye Cheng thought of a classic meme scene: a dragon riding on your face.

Feeling the position was a bit awkward, the Head Maid quickly got up from Ye Cheng, ready to continue apprehending her young mistress, only to see her young mistress clinging to some weird guy's head.

"Young mistress, time to go home!" The Head Maid repeated her familiar line, then resumed the unfinished "tug-of-war."

"I don't wanna, I don't wanna sleep, wah..." Xia Tongxin clung to Ye Cheng's head for dear life, refusing to go.

"Go home!"

"Won't!"

"Go home!"

"Won't..."

In their ongoing stalemate, the Head Maid, exhausted, simply sat down on Ye Cheng's chest and continued trying to pull her disobedient young mistress.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Damn, two supremes in one house. Truly, birds of a feather flock together.

Ye Cheng began to suspect if he was being set up by some capitalist scheme. Were these two jerks treating him like a Japanese islander or something?

"Enough, you two!" Ye Cheng, "furious," prepared to demonstrate the terror of an adult male, the terror of the upright ape. I'll just go for a slide tackle...

"Swish!"

The Head Maid deftly opened her wallet, took out a wad of cash, and slapped it onto Ye Cheng's chest.

"Shut up."

"Right away, boss." Ye Cheng changed his tune at lightning speed. A wise man submits to circumstances; whoever has the money is the boss.

Damn rich people!

The deadlock continued. It was almost dawn. If they didn't go back to sleep soon, there'd be no point. For the sake of his own sleep quality, Ye Cheng had a sudden brainwave. His eyebrows raised, and his eyes took on the same look as a "little clever devil."

Ye Cheng's gaze finally settled on Xia Tongxin, more precisely, on Xia Tongxin's little leather shoes, which were hanging by a thread.

During the earlier chaos and battle, Xia Tongxin's shoes had become unable to bear the burden any longer...

"Young lady, stop fooling around. If you don't sleep soon, the sky will be bright. It's not good for your health..." The Head Maid pleaded earnestly, tugging at her young mistress with all her might.

"I'm not going, I won't sleep, I... mmm~"

Before Xia Tongxin could finish, her little face froze, and her whole body went limp. A flicker of confusion appeared in the Head Maid's eyes, but she seized this golden opportunity, swiftly scooping up her now-boneless young mistress.

Finally, she had her.

But... why is she so limp?

While it was true that their young mistress was a sweet, soft little cake, today she was even softer than usual. What on earth was going on... Huh?

The Head Maid was pondering what had gone wrong when she spotted the small leather shoes that had been on her young mistress's feet lying on the floor.

Huh?

Ye Cheng got up from the floor, picking up the shoes as he did. "Sis, farewell forever."

Ye Cheng handed the shoes he'd just picked up to the Head Maid, then swiftly retrieved his phone, which was half-sticking out of the Head Maid's "pocket dimension."

Once he had his belongings, he made a run for it. He skipped the elevator, bolting straight for the nearby fire escape. From within the stairwell, one could still hear his excited voice.

"Woo-hoo!!!"

He sounded exactly like an exhilarated monkey.

Head Maid: "..."

The Head Maid looked at the fire escape where Ye Cheng had disappeared, then looked down at her own chest... For some reason, her face flushed bright red, as if she wanted to curse. But after holding it in for a long moment, nothing came out. She finally gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Don't let me see you again!" Each word was bitten out, as if she wished she could tear Ye Cheng apart.

Ye Cheng's technique had been fast, accurate, and ruthless. He had probably planned all along how to get his phone back from her. What a despicable guy...

The Head Maid took a deep breath, calming her emotions and resuming her usual composed Head Maid demeanor. She looked down at her young mistress.

Head Maid: "???"

In her arms, the petite Xia Tongxin had a dazed look in her eyes, drool was trickling from her mouth, and she wore a strangely vacant, silly smile.

"Mmm~~~"

"Ahhh! What's wrong with you, young lady!!!"

The Head Maid let out a sharp, piercing shriek. The sound traveled far, echoing all the way into the fire escape where Ye Cheng had earlier opened the door and fled.

So, the question is, dear clever readers, do you know what Brother Ye Cheng actually did? (wink, wink, wink.)

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