Brush Then Brush Game City's Encounter Preview, Two Big Smarties with Wise Eyes

The sun gradually dipped below the horizon as night began to fall.

A fleet of luxurious black business vans parked neatly outside the Shen family estate.

Click.

The rear door opened. A bodyguard stood by, hurriedly handing over a custom-made small cane. Shen Qinghan took the cane and stepped out of the car.

"Where is she?" Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes. She didn't see a certain naturally wicked old hag waiting at the entrance to welcome her. This unusual absence immediately put the Young Miss on high alert.

In the past, whenever she had been tricked into coming back, that certain naturally wicked woman would always be waiting at the door, ready to pounce the moment she arrived and slobber all over her face...

Every time, the Young Miss would end up on the losing side. If it came down to a physical fight, the Young Miss was obviously no match for Madam Du.

As the centerpiece of the old Du family's grandeur, Madam Du possessed not only the innate "Demon Child" buff but also a unique skeletal structure perfect for martial arts. The Du family had spent considerable manpower and resources to hire an "Old Immortal" to teach Du Wanyi.

The final result was obvious and highly successful. Although Du Wanyi was unreliable and couldn't handle hardship in other areas, she was exceptionally persistent in this regard.

Although the Du family had many bodyguards and retainers, most were there just for show. They weren't really needed to protect Du Wanyi. It was no exaggeration to say that even if all of them attacked at once, they wouldn't be able to defeat Du Wanyi.

Just like the protagonists in those cliché "Dragon King" web novels, Du Wanyi possessed "Qi." However, it wasn't as exaggerated as killing someone from a hundred paces away or anything like that...

But she did have some buffs. Simply put, feats like being light as a swallow, lifting heavy cauldrons, or hitting a target from a hundred paces were no problem for her.

In this era, "pew-pew" guns were the trend rather than martial arts. Given Du Wanyi's status, she didn't need kung fu to do anything; she practiced purely for good health.

After all, Du Wanyi was the spiritual pillar of the entire Du family. Although she seemed unreliable, the older generation knew how formidable their family head was. She was the backbone. If anything happened to Du Wanyi, the Du family would fall into chaos—massive chaos.

To prevent such chaos, Du Wanyi naturally had to keep her body in top condition and stay alive and well, even if she spent every day lazing around like a salted fish.

And that was Du Wanyi's current lifestyle.

She would lie at home every day like a salted fish. When she had nothing to do, she'd eat some fruit, watch brain-dead short dramas, and so on. Oh, and of course, she might take some brain supplements to prevent herself from going stupid.

Du Wanyi's role was simply to be the Du family's mascot. The massive machinery of the Du family would operate on its own; there was no need for Du Wanyi to personally step onto the stage.

Even if there were troublesome matters, Shen Ming could resolve them directly. Shen Ming was the Shen family's prodigy of this generation, a man who had hopes of pushing the family into the top tier. Unfortunately... he had fallen into Madam Du's hands.

However, in a sense, he had succeeded in his push... after all, living off one's wife is still a way of life...

"Young Miss, the Family Head is inside. This way..." A short-haired woman hurriedly led the way.

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes and looked at the grand mansion... What was that naturally wicked old hag up to now?

Although she had a premonition that this was another trap, still...

"Mn." Shen Qinghan nodded, leaning on her small cane as she followed behind the short-haired woman.

This was Madam Du's brilliance. She made it clear: as long as her little Han-Han still cared, she would definitely come. Heh heh heh... Little Han-Han, you don't want to be the loser in this story, do you?

Tap, tap, tap. The sound of footsteps gradually approached. The sounds of the Young Miss and the short-haired woman walking echoed in the corridor, but... they weren't very distinct, because they were being drowned out by a certain unreliable Madam.

"A bunch of rice buckets!"

"Why do I feed you people? Haven't you heard of 'raising soldiers for a thousand days to use them for one hour'? How did I end up raising a bunch of useless rice buckets like you!"

"I don't care! I don't understand what you're saying. Figure it out yourselves! If the server is wrecked, it's wrecked! How much does that cost anyway?"

"What restrictions? What architecture? I don't understand! Figure it out! Anyway, within two hours, we must crush the opposition! Figure it out, or pack your bags and get out tomorrow..."

Du Wanyi's "furious" voice echoed through the corridor.

The short-haired woman: "..."

Shen Qinghan: "..."

Tap, tap, tap. The Young Miss turned around on her cane and started walking back.

"Young Master, you..." The short-haired woman spoke halfway before realizing something and silently shut her mouth. The Young Miss walked further away, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps returned. The Young Miss was back, only this time she had brought a little "local specialty" for a certain naturally wicked old hag.

The short-haired woman swallowed hard as she looked at the giant plush carrot the Young Miss was dragging in her hand. She seemed to want to warn her family head, but a single glance from the Young Miss stopped her.

"Your work here is done. I'll handle this," the Young Miss said, then dragged the carrot along as she opened the door and walked in.

Moments later, the miserable screams of a certain Madam Du came from inside the room.

"Eh? Little Han-Han, why are you back?"

"So soon? Hahaha, well, um, Mommy just ate, so I'm not hungry. You keep this carrot and eat it yourself."

*Bonk!*

Madam Du... OUT!!!

The short-haired woman: "..."

...

Meanwhile.

Another similarly luxurious motorcade slowly pulled up to the entrance of the arcade city.

Click.

The car door opened. Today, it was a cyberpunk-style cheeky brat.

Xia Tongxin wore black platform leather shoes, white socks, and surprisingly tight black clothes. Around her neck was a "choker" studded with a metal cone, and her hands were adorned with rings of various sizes...

The most eye-catching feature was the "Phoenix of Nirvana tattoo" that sprawled across most of Xia Tongxin's body. Well... to be precise, it was a temporary tattoo sticker.

It was a waterproof model, personally applied by the Head Maid.

These were Xia Tongxin's standard "bad girl" accessories. Of course, one couldn't forget the custom "cigarettes" in Xia Tongxin's pocket. They were exorbitantly expensive—literally "burning money" in the truest sense.

Xia Tongxin jumped out of the car with a cigarette dangling from her mouth... It is worth noting that the cigarette in Xia Tongxin's mouth was unlit. Since smoking in public places is bad and causes trouble for others, Xia Tongxin merely held it in her mouth without lighting it. This made her look cool and adult...

"Stupid Mama. Doesn't she know what time it is? She actually made me come over here. Hmph, I'm going to show her a thing or two later!" Xia Tongxin waved her fist in the air.

Hearing her Young Miss talking tough, the Head Maid standing to the side remained silent... If she hadn't witnessed the entire dressing-up process, she might have almost believed it.

It was obvious that their young miss was delighted to hear the Madam was coming. She had hopped around happily for quite a while before stopping. Then, conscious of the onlookers, she resumed her "cool and aloof" facade right after her celebration.

Show them who's boss?

The head maid looked at their young miss, who was practically glowing pink from head to toe... Was she planning to show the Madam some "pink" attitude?

"Miss, slow down a bit. Don't fall..."

"You're so wordy. Hmph, I know!"

Seeing Xia Tongxin walking too fast, the head maid hurriedly reminded her. Xia Tongxin gave a "cold snort," tossed her head, shoved her hands into her pockets, and walked toward the arcade with an air of extreme "coolness." The head maid quickly followed.

The group departed, and the convoy of cars quickly dispersed.

A few minutes later.

"Hey, you baddie, is it really true that there are free scallion pancakes and cupcakes here?"

The Little Secretary blinked her big, sparkling eyes as she looked at the massive, luxurious arcade in front of them.

Ye Cheng was brimming with confidence: "Of course. I guarantee you'll eat to your heart's content!"

"But... this doesn't look like the kind of place two broke people like us can afford to visit..." the Little Secretary said with brutal honesty, blinking her eyes.

Ye Cheng: "..."

You damn hamster, I'm noticing you're talking a bit too much lately!

What's wrong with being broke? Broke people can be customers too!

"Just tell me if you're eating or not. If not, go back. I'll eat alone!" After saying this, Ye Cheng walked into the arcade without looking back. The Little Secretary paused for a moment, then hurriedly followed behind.

"Wait for me! I'll eat, I'll eat! Slow down, you baddie, wait for me..." The Little Secretary's anxious voice drifted over, afraid she would be left behind and miss out on the food.

To prevent Ye Cheng from running off too fast and leaving her behind, the "incredibly brilliant" Little Secretary hugged Ye Cheng's arm with both hands, clamping down deathly tight... oh wait, securing Ye Cheng "not so" firmly.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Hamster, didn't the President tell you to lose weight? Why does it feel like you haven't gotten any thinner?" Ye Cheng rubbed his smooth chin, looking the "fatter" Little Secretary up and down. Hmm... she had indeed gotten "fatter."

"No way... I, I did lose weight. I lost... a little bit..."

The Little Secretary stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence. Her guilt was practically written all over her face. She felt like Ye Cheng could read minds—he actually knew she had gained weight. So amazing...

Kid, just saying, is there a possibility... that he didn't figure it out by looking?

The two of them walked into the arcade holding onto each other intimately, looking just like a couple. Neither of them harbored any wicked thoughts; they only had distracting thoughts.

One was thinking about how to eat enough to break even and avenge his game tokens, while the other was wondering what to eat later and if she could pack some to go... Two big geniuses with "wise" looks in their eyes.

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