Too Noble to Mention, The Lady's Fate, Old Niu Right Remember This

Great Sea City, a private airport owned by Xia Tongxin.

An airplane slowly descended.

Not long after, a woman of noble bearing, wrapped in a high-end, playful fur coat, appeared. She wore sunglasses, presenting a different image from the usual cheerful and amiable demeanor of a noble lady.

Now, the noble lady had an inexplicably intimidating aura. The maids and bodyguards around her dared not even breathe heavily, all feeling an inexplicable pressure upon them.

Was their mistress angry?

Such anger was truly rare, especially since Xia Tongxin's birth. The noble lady had never shown such a stern, overbearing appearance in front of Xia Tongxin.

At least in Xia Tongxin's eyes, her own mother was just an evil, silly dairy cow, a demon... and nothing more.

"Madam, this way."

After the noble lady descended from the plane, a female bodyguard nearby respectfully bowed and gestured for her to proceed towards the waiting limousine.

The noble lady removed her sunglasses, squinted her eyes to glance into the distance as if thinking of something, and nodded.

"Mm, let's go. Be quick. Tongtong needs her mother's comfort now." The noble lady's voice was very calm, but upon closer listening, one could detect an innate, inexplicable allure within it—a natural seductive charm.

"Yes, Madam!"

Led by the female bodyguard, the noble lady quickly got into the car. Soon, an extremely luxurious and ostentatious motorcade appeared on the streets of Great Sea City, moving slowly under the night sky towards the hotel.

More than ten minutes later.

The motorcade slowly stopped at the entrance of the five-star hotel.

Click-clack, the crisp sound of high heels was heard as the rear door of the black sedan opened, and the noble lady stepped out from the back seat.

The noble lady was wearing a qipao, unique to the Dragon Nation. The one she wore now was specially tailored, made of high-grade silk, with mysterious floral patterns blooming upon her figure.

Click-clack, clack, the sound gradually approached the hotel interior. High heels, qipao, the high-grade mink draped over her shoulders—even from a distant glance, the first immediate impression was always the same.

Exquisitely noble!

This attire was too classic, the upper echelons of society. Whether in the present or the past, even going back several hundred years, the noble lady's current ensemble would always place her among those at the very pinnacle of the pyramid.

The noble lady swayed her waist, arms crossed in front of her chest, her posture ramrod straight, walking with full authority at the front, followed by a large entourage of bodyguards.

The noble lady and one accompanying bodyguard entered the elevator first. The remaining bodyguards waited for the next elevator, as the noble lady disliked overly cramped spaces.

Ding!

The elevator doors slowly opened. The noble lady's wine-red high heels stepped onto the high-grade wool carpet laid on the floor, emitting a soft, muffled thud.

Step by step, she walked towards a certain room in the hotel, soon coming to a stop. The female bodyguard following her pressed the doorbell.

Ding-dong!

"It's me." The noble lady's voice, carrying a hint of that innate allure, pleasant to the ear, came through the intercom into the room.

Not long after, hurried footsteps were heard from inside the room.

Click.

The door opened. The head maid stood respectfully at the doorway, bowing. "Madam!"

The noble lady nodded, noticing a faint bite mark on the head maid's hand. She raised an eyebrow. "Did Tongtong bite you?"

The head maid was taken aback. Noticing her mistress's gaze, she remembered this minor incident—the bite mark from earlier hadn't completely faded. Reacting quickly, she hurriedly covered it.

"No, this... I accidentally hurt myself just now," the head maid hastily explained.

The noble lady nodded with clear understanding. "Mm, I see. One hundred thousand. Alright, now take me to my Tongtong."

With a single sentence, the noble lady offered one hundred thousand. The head maid's pupils contracted. She instinctively wanted to refuse, but thinking of her mistress's temperament, she held back and could only nod.

"Very well, Madam. The young lady has already fallen asleep, this way." The head maid spoke softly, as if afraid of disturbing Xia Tongxin sleeping inside the room.

One hundred thousand naturally referred to medical compensation—one hundred thousand!

One bite, one hundred thousand!

If Ye Cheng found out about this, he might vomit blood. He had no idea how many times he'd been bitten, yet hadn't received a single cent. If Ye Cheng really learned that the head maid earned one hundred thousand from one bite, he would surely curse her for profiting from others' misery and demand she split it with him fifty-fifty...

The noble lady lacked many things, but money was not one of them. Money was just a number. Superfluous "words of sentiment" were unnecessary; no amount of talking was as substantial as a large bank transfer.

So... the head maid's dowry fund increased by 100,000!

The noble lady was very considerate. Hearing the head maid say her precious daughter was asleep, she silently took off her wine-red high heels and walked barefoot on the high-grade wool carpet.

Although the sound of walking on the wool carpet was almost negligible to begin with, the noble lady still adhered to a rigorous attitude, removing her shoes to further minimize any possible noise.

All to avoid disturbing her baby's sleep.

Upon seeing Xia Tongxin lying on the large bed, dressed in pink bunny pajamas, the noble lady's pupils dilated. The inexplicable sharpness in her eyes vanished, replaced by something called maternal love.

She had already turned into a fool who couldn't think without her daughter's head...

A perfect opportunity!

The noble lady moved swiftly, swaying her waist, pouncing onto the bed, hugging her Tongtong and taking two deep sniffs. Mm... yes, this was it!

The noble lady's eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if she had discovered some treasure. It was hard to imagine this was the same person as the overbearing figure from outside moments ago.

The head maid, standing to the side, was already accustomed to this scene.

Seeing that the noble lady hadn't noticed anything amiss, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing she had been clever earlier and used the little duckies to bring their young mistress back to her senses.

The head maid was brilliantly clever!

The head maid hadn't brought anything else—no cigarettes, special beer, or temporary tattoos—only the two little duckies specifically used during bath time.

Since she was very little, Xia Tongxin had to soak in the bathtub during baths. Perhaps it was influenced by the noble lady, who, from a very young age, would hold her with one arm while they bathed together.

That way, she could continuously nuzzle her cheek against her Tongtong during bath time, hehe...

The little duckies were Xia Tongxin's "security object." If there were no little duckies during bath time, Xia Tongxin wouldn't mind destroying the whole world!

The head maid successfully used the little duckies to make Xia Tongxin exit her "I can't take it anymore" state, and then... she entered a drunken state again, her face turning bright red during the bath before she passed out.

And then she became the way the noble lady saw her now.

Xia Tongxin had been in a dazed, semi-conscious state from the alcohol earlier and hadn't fully sobered up. The brief moment of clarity was entirely due to being hard-controlled by Ye Cheng's incubus-like effect.

It totally gave off the vibe of "Hey folks, this country kid finally got a taste of the city goods!" Xia Tongxin wasn't exactly unfamiliar with good-looking people, but she had never seen anyone as excessively handsome as Ye Cheng.

The kid wasn't all that bright to begin with, and her resistance was low. Upon seeing Ye Cheng, her brain just forcibly rebooted, launching right into self-introductions.

It felt like back in school, when your buddy sees a girl he likes and then trips you, or when someone's just walking along, sees a pretty girl, and for no reason suddenly does a turnaround jump shot or dribbles in mid-air...

A belated puberty is always so... laughable.

"Wah, Grandpa Niu, I'm sorry, wah wah wah..." Xia Tongxin mumbled in her sleep. Sensing the familiar scent of the noblewoman, her rebellious phase was forcibly terminated. Her two small hands grabbed onto the noblewoman in front of her.

Just like when she was little and would seek out the noblewoman to sleep with whenever something upset her...

How nice. The noblewoman wished it could always be like this. What a pity, though, that heaven seldom fulfills men's wishes. Their Tongtong had hit her rebellious phase and didn't call her 'mama' anymore, only calling her the 'evil cow'... Ah...

The noblewoman hummed a soft lullaby, the one she often sang for Xia Tongxin as a child, coaxing her to sleep. As for the 'Grandpa Niu' mentioned by Xia Tongxin... she took note of that.

Grandpa Niu... Very well. So you're the one who tricked our Tongtong into coming here, is that it?

The noblewoman narrowed her eyes, an inexplicable glint flashing within them.

...

Meanwhile.

In the hotel's luxurious double Presidential Suite, room 777.

The ever-changing cigarette in Ye Cheng's mouth burned to its end, his forehead now beaded with cold sweat.

It was difficult, but he had managed it!

"Huff... Good. Time to sleep!"

Ye Cheng finally couldn't hold on any longer. After completing the "Beast Warp" for Tang Yuyao, his eyes closed, his legs went limp, and he collapsed onto the other bed, falling into a deep sleep.

The steady sound of breathing echoed in the room. Tang Yuyao slowly opened her eyes, a strange sense of "It's nice to be alive, but dying would be okay too" calmness in her gaze, as she silently turned over.

"Wah wah wah, I want to die, wah wah wah..." Tang Yuyao covered her mouth, a mask of agony on her face, tears streaming down incessantly, a picture of utter heartbreak.

Wah wah wah, she was finished, wah wah wah. How was she supposed to face anyone after this, wah wah wah...

...

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