Outside the five-star hotel.
Ye Cheng and Tang Yuyao successfully checked out and left.
Looking at the bill, Tang Yuyao's face was a picture of heartache... Wuwuwu, money, my money, my hard-earned money, my dowry, wuwu...
Tang Yuyao had been incredibly headstrong. After leaving home, she stopped using the family cards entirely, either snapping them in half or throwing them in the river, leaving herself no room for second thoughts.
And then... Tang Yuyao regretted it.
What on earth was she trying to prove? Who said you can't spend family money when you run away from home? So what if she spent it?
Unfortunately, there's no medicine for regret sold anywhere in the world. Even if Tang Yuyao regretted it, it was useless. The cards were already dust. There was absolutely no way she would swallow her pride and go back asking for money!
Luckily, Tang Yuyao had some savings of her own. Not a lot, but enough to get by. If things got really bad, she could just... well, figure something out. She never imagined a young lady like her could end up in such a sorry state. Ah, what a failure.
She had experienced the highs and lows of life, but one thing remained unchanged: Tang Yuyao's stubborn nature. She wouldn't go back to endure hardship, just wouldn't. No one could force her to do something she didn't want to do.
Conversely, if it was something she wanted to do, no one could stop her. A born mule. You could tell she was stubborn just from her choice to study medicine. Clearly, there were easier career paths and choices, but Tang Yuyao insisted on medicine.
There's a saying, isn't there? If someone has a deep-seated grudge against you, don't be hasty. Wait until they get married and have children, then persuade them to go study medicine.
After abandoning medicine, they'll succeed in anything they do, because, my child, you've already eaten your fill of... well, let's just say hardship. After that, even if the food is terrible, you can still swallow it. At least it's still food, right?
Of course, there was another reason her family didn't want Tang Yuyao to study medicine: it's not good for finding a husband. A young woman, spending all day dealing with corpses, blood, and such things—her reputation would be somewhat tarnished.
But Tang Yuyao was hard-headed and wouldn't listen, a proper stubborn mule.
A hotel room costing six figures for one night. Tang Yuyao used to stay in them without a second thought—after all, they were just numbers. What was there to feel?
It was only after truly venturing out to work that she learned what "money is hard to earn" really means. A few tens of thousands a month including bonuses, sigh...
One night cost her several months' salary. A few more times like that and she'd be declaring bankruptcy on the spot, wuwuwu.
Staying was staying, she could grit her teeth and bear the cost. But what happened yesterday... even if she ground her teeth to dust, she couldn't just get over it, wuwuwu...
Putting away her wallet, Tang Yuyao walked towards the hotel exit in her silver high-heeled sandals. After a few steps, she felt something was off, like she was missing something.
"What are you doing, kid? Weren't you in a hurry just now?" Tang Yuyao asked, somewhat puzzled, looking at Ye Cheng who was leaning over the front desk, his backside sticking out.
Ye Cheng didn't answer. He was in a staring contest with the front desk lady. The staff had changed; it wasn't the same lady from last night whom Ye Cheng had blessed with "108 sons, all boys."
It was a different lady with short hair, quite cute, now looking rather flustered, her face bright red, stammering, her head almost buried in her chest.
Ye Cheng, leaning on the front desk with one hand, was gazing at the lady with a mischievous, charming look.
"When I was three, my mom passed away. At four, my dad passed away. I lived with my little sister, who was only five at the time. We got separated in an accident and haven't seen each other for many years. Beautiful, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."
A hint of melancholy flickered in Ye Cheng's eyes. His attractive, peach-blossom eyes seemed to speak as he looked sincerely at the front desk lady.
The short-haired front desk lady was utterly captivated. Ye Cheng wasn't clowning around now; his charm was maxed out. In other words, he was in full incubus mode. Fishing for attention couldn't be easier.
Especially when he took the initiative like this. When Brother Cheng made a move, he never missed!
The lady before him couldn't withstand it; she was already smitten. Hearing Ye Cheng's story, she nodded emphatically, deeply sympathizing with his plight.
Only... something seemed off. Mom gone at three, dad gone at four, living with a five-year-old sister?
So the question is, how old was Ye Cheng?
The front desk lady couldn't quite wrap her head around it immediately. Ye Cheng wouldn't give her time to think it through and find the loophole. He stepped forward and took her hand.
"We must have met somewhere. Do you believe me?" Ye Cheng's eyes were utterly sincere. The lady's face was red enough to fry an egg. She glanced down at Ye Cheng holding her hand and nodded rapidly.
"Mhm, I believe you!" the lady nodded.
Ye Cheng nodded too, then spoke in a pitiful, pleading tone: "Then, can I add your WeChat? I'm afraid of missing you again."
"Mhm, mhm, okay. Here's my WeChat, you..." The short-haired lady, very excited and touched, kept nodding, placing her phone in front of Ye Cheng for him to add her. But then... upon seeing a head pop up behind Ye Cheng, the lady's face immediately froze.
Tang Yuyao appeared behind Ye Cheng with a "gentle" smile on her face. She had heard everything clearly. Naturally, she didn't believe this person was any sister of Ye Cheng's; they looked nothing alike.
The front desk lady was at best an ordinary, somewhat pretty girl, worlds apart from a charm-demon like Ye Cheng. They couldn't possibly be siblings!
As for Ye Cheng's orphan story, Tang Yuyao thought it was pure nonsense. To pick up girls, this kid really dared to say anything!
That's right, in Tang Yuyao's view, Ye Cheng was hitting on her to pick her up. But in reality... was that really the case?
nOnOnO!
Ye Cheng just wanted to see if, through her, he could "accidentally on purpose" get the front desk surveillance footage deleted. Of course, if it would cause her major trouble, he'd forget it. But he had to try.
When Ye Cheng woke up this morning, his right eyelid was twitching badly. He had a strong feeling something bad was going to happen. It was better to deal with the surveillance footage sooner rather than later, to avoid complications.
Here was Ye Cheng, diligently working to delete the footage, completely unaware that Tang Yuyao, her anger meter maxed out, had appeared behind him, "gently smiling" at him, just watching without a word.
The front desk lady was frightened by Tang Yuyao's current expression and hurriedly pulled her phone back...
"Hey, beautiful, I haven't scanned it yet."
"No problem, scanning mine works just the same."
A hand appeared from behind Ye Cheng, offering a phone. Ye Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then scanned it without thinking.
"Thanks. You're quite the nice person..."
"You are already friends with this contact, no need to add them again!"
Ye Cheng: "..."
Gulp. Ye Cheng swallowed hard. He didn't dare look back, afraid of seeing some "unclean thing." He silently put his phone away and spoke to the receptionist lady in front of him.
"Uh, you know what, I remembered wrong. My sister seems to have... hung up. I won't disturb you any further, I'll be going now..."
Ye Cheng turned around and saw Tang Yuyao. He then put on a look of "confusion" and said, "Huh? Dr. Tang, when did you get here?"
"Oh, right, we should hurry up and go. We're already so late, we need to make up for lost time..."
As he spoke, Ye Cheng prepared to activate his "parkour" mode and make a run for it. Slap! A hand appeared on his back, grabbing him.
"I've been here since you called her 'beauty' and tried to hit on her, you little brat. Any last words?"
Gulp.
Ye Cheng swallowed another gulp, his eyes turning "innocent." He batted his big, Kardashian-esque eyelashes: "Mommy, can you let me off this time? The kid didn't know any better, just fooling around..."
Ah, the power of language, and the proof that Ye Cheng is indeed human. He always manages to find the exact "minefield" within a vast safe zone and then stomp on it without hesitation. That one sentence was not only provocative and infuriating, but it also detonated Tang Yuyao.
He had just finished looking at her, and then immediately went to hit on someone else... It would be weird if she didn't explode. He could have at least waited a little while. All we can say is, farewell, Brother Cheng.
Boom!
It was a splatter-fest.
"Smack!"
"AAAHHH!!!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
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."
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)
