Coincidental Fate, A Match Made in Heaven, Super Assembly Disintegration

Near a hospital close to a parking lot.

Tap, tap, tap—a few "troublemakers" came out. They were chattering about something, and despite being troublemakers, their aura was clearly a cut above the people around them.

They looked like rich young masters at first glance, but these young masters weren't in great shape right now. Each one was leaning on crutches, bandaged up, bruised and swollen—it was unclear who had beaten them up.

"Brother Yong, aren't we going to get revenge?" a younger brother with a bandage wrapped around his head spoke up.

"Yeah, Brother Yong, we can't swallow this insult!"

"That's right, Brother Yong, lead us to charge one more time! Brother Yong, we'll follow you to the death!"

The few young masters following behind seemed full of fervor, displaying a determination to fight to the bitter end. As for Li Yong... he remained silent the whole time. If this were before, Li Yong would definitely have boasted loudly, vowing to get even and teach the other side a lesson.

But now... Li Yong still wanted to show the other side some colors, though it was just in the literal sense—red, green, white, and the like.

Screw that! Revenge? Revenge my ass!

We almost got beaten into meatballs!

In the previous incident, the biggest victim was Li Yong. Not only did he fail to gain any benefit from the whole ordeal, but he also got beaten up and had his entire family verbally abused—the insults were extremely mother-focused, language Li Yong could never master in a lifetime.

Ye Cheng was definitely not someone he could seek revenge on.

During his time lying in the hospital, Li Yong had thoroughly investigated Ye Cheng's background... and found he had no background to speak of—just an ordinary person. But that was outside of school. Within the school, Ye Cheng had quite a few "red hidden titles."

After browsing the school's forums and confession walls, Li Yong found that Ye Cheng's popularity was quite high, never falling out of the top ten on the hot topics list, and his name appeared in several trending tags.

Related search tags... "President's Dog," "Young Master Shen's Lackey."

What the hell? Are these titles a normal person could have? It's like unlocking a hidden character! To be a lackey to this extent, even Li Yong had to give Ye Cheng a thumbs-up and admit he was awesome.

He almost felt like kneeling down and begging Ye Cheng to teach him a few tricks. Too awesome! If you call me a simp, I won't pick a fight, but what should you call me when I'm simping for several people at once, and each one is a top-tier young lady?

Although titles like "President" and "Young Lady" no longer appeared as "hidden characters" in the school, there were still plenty of other girls whose status was not inferior to Li Yong's, or even slightly higher.

These were all Li Yong's potential targets. Unfortunately, girls of similar status wouldn't even glance at Li Yong, and the reason was simple: Li Yong didn't seem very smart.

Li Yong wasn't ugly—he looked presentable enough—but his actions were utterly absurd, often starting conversations with "My father, Li Erhe."

If Ye Cheng's related search tags consistently stayed high in the top ten, Li Yong's were similar, though slightly less absurd compared to Ye Cheng's.

Just typing "my father" or "dumbass" would bring up posts related to Li Yong. The former was understandable, as it was a line Li Yong often spouted, similar to how Wolfie would shout "I'll be back!" every time he was sent flying. But the latter tag, "dumbass," really made Li Yong lose his composure.

He started furiously lashing out at those who called him a "dumbass" on the forums, but as a result... he got mass-reported, and his account was banned. Li Yong could only create a burner account to continue arguing.

Of course, forum accounts in the school required student ID and ID card registration—real-name verification. Each person could only have one; no extras were allowed. Due to Li Yong's ridiculous actions, the forum accounts of several younger brothers around him were all banned.

It's worth mentioning that Li Yong noticed the top trending topic on the forum was a poll: a vote between Dongfang Zhixia and Shen Qinghan, supporting one or the other.

Li Yong clicked to take a look. It seemed like the two young ladies were fighting over the "ownership" of Ye Cheng, the "simp." The comments section was heated, making Li Yong's fingers itch to join in, so he cast two votes for the President.

As for why not the Young Lady... the reason was simple: he had been beaten up by the Shen family's lackeys.

That was the most frustrating part!

Their whole group ending up in the hospital was because of some kung fu granny. Revenge against Ye Cheng was definitely out of the question—if both young ladies were fighting over this "simp," going after him would be suicide.

Forget Ye Cheng, but surely there was no problem seeking revenge against the old lady who beat them up before, right?

Just as Li Yong was planning how to get back at that kung fu granny who had beaten them, his father came to the hospital to see him. Li Yong was moved to tears, and then... the father, seeing his son, prepared to discipline him, pulling out the "Seven Wolves" belt.

He "rewarded" Li Yong with a complete childhood, thoroughly.

Li Yong's father, also Little Secretary's father, Li Erhe, president of the Li Group, was in some ways a legendary figure.

Very few among those who built such large family businesses were fools; they were all extraordinary individuals. Unfortunately, perhaps due to the family gravesite, the entire Li family had a rather absurd style.

First, there was a talented woman like Little Secretary, and then a "genius" like Li Yong. Li Erhe was one of the few normal people in the family, though there were other siblings who hadn't shown any absurd tendencies yet.

But the eldest, Little Secretary, and the second, the Dad-Tormenting King Li Yong, were both top-tier "fierce generals" of the Li family. As for the other younger sisters, one could only say their future looked concerning.

Li Yong now hobbled on crutches not because of the beating from the dorm supervisor, but from his own father. As for the reason...

"You useless dog! Causing trouble for your sister again, are you? I'll beat you to death!"

Whack, whack, whack—

"Y-you ga da wu~~~"

The farmer's little tune, combined with Little Secretary's father's insane hand speed, made the belt in his hand smoke. Before, Li Yong could have run away, but now, lying in a hospital bed, he couldn't even escape—caught red-handed and took the full brunt of the damage!

Thus, after receiving secondary damage, Li Yong ended up on crutches of the same style as the Young Lady's. The difference was, the Young Lady used one, while Li Yong needed two, relying on his young master buddies to even walk.

Now, they had just left the hospital, planning to grab a meal, brag a bit, and discuss revenge.

Revenge... revenge my ass!

Leaning on his crutches, Li Yong elbowed the nearest young master: "Do you fuckers even know who that old lady is? Damn it, that old lady is from the Shen family!"

The previously "fervent" young masters around him all gasped in shock upon hearing the kung fu granny was from the Shen family, their faces turning several shades paler.

If it were just the Shen family alone, there wouldn't be much to fear. After all, with their numbers, they could still demand an explanation. But the Shen and Du families had been closely tied together for many years.

The Du family wouldn't bother having a polite conversation with you. Justice?

What fairness? I don't understand what you're talking about. Come test your luck at our Du family's turf.

The Du family is famously united and protective of their own; they don't even have any "traitors" among them. Internally, they're a solid steel plate. If you go there demanding an explanation, the result is getting ambushed the moment you step through the door, followed by a few burly men charging over, eyeing the washing machine...

In the end, the person who drove there went back wearing nothing but his underwear. And that's the better outcome. The worse one is walking in on your own two feet and being carried out on a stretcher.

The young master who was originally clamoring for revenge and to reclaim his dignity suddenly had a look of clarity in his eyes. The topic instantly shifted from how to get revenge to what to eat later.

Well... A wise man knows when to yield!

If you don't know when to yield, you'll either be chopped into mincemeat or pounded into bouncy beef balls. Your choice.

"Where's the wheelchair you guys got me? Why is it placed so far away?" Li Yong frowned, somewhat displeased.

A young master hurriedly spoke up, "Almost there, Brother Yong! It'll be here soon. I bought the best limited edition. You're gonna love it, Brother Yong!"

Seeing this, Li Yong finally relaxed his furrowed brow. "Hmm, not bad. You put some thought into it."

Soon, the group arrived at the parking lot. Among the rows of parking spaces, they found the disabled-only spot and saw the "limited edition" wheelchair... Yep, that's right. The "battle-damaged edition" wheelchair that Ye Cheng had cobbled together using his super assembly skills.

Sometimes, fate is just this coincidental.

Combined with Ye Cheng's technique and incredibly professional super assembly skills, this "battle-damaged edition" wheelchair even had a strange aesthetic appeal that attracted guys. Li Yong was even more satisfied at first glance.

"This is the one, right? Not bad. It really is a limited edition, unique enough. This suits me!"

Li Yong nodded with satisfaction. Tap, tap, tap. Leaning on his two crutches, he hobbled over towards his limited edition wheelchair.

"It seems... it didn't look like this before?" The young master responsible for buying the wheelchair frowned and muttered to himself. He remembered it looking different, but it was definitely much cooler than the original. He must have remembered wrong.

Li Yong plopped down onto it. Super assembly... DISASSEMBLE!!!

"AHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Brother Yong!!!"

"Ahhhh, my butt!!!"

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Meanwhile.

On the other side, a white Mercedes sped down the road, its rear bumper scratched.

"Kid, are you sure that was really okay?" Tang Yuyao asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Guaranteed!" Ye Cheng nodded with great confidence.

Tang Yuyao also nodded, fully agreeing. "I thought it was pretty good too."

Two five-star citizens teaming up... In a certain sense, they were a match made in heaven.

"Vroom!"

Another stomp on the gas pedal, and the car shot past 100 mph. A powerful G-force pushed them back into their seats. Ye Cheng gripped the door handle, his face full of terror.

"Old hag, slow down!"

"What are you barking about, kid?"

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