President, You've Caught Me... If You Have Anything to Say, Talk to My Car

Outside the Arcade Center.

Dongfang Zhixia stared at the real-time location transmitted by Little Secretary's phone and fell into a thoughtful silence.

"Why is it this place?" Dongfang Zhixia furrowed her brows, somewhat puzzled.

Since Little Secretary had a history of getting lost or inexplicably vanishing, her phones were always equipped with tracking devices to ensure she could be found.

Of course, Madam President was very considerate; the child was still granted some privacy. Therefore, the positioning wasn't pinpoint accurate, only displaying an approximate range, just like it was showing now.

Madam President could only see a general area on her phone. The word "Retrieving" flashed on the screen. In the center of the radar was Little Secretary's messaging app avatar—a cute, chubby bunny with round ears that somehow perfectly matched Little Secretary's vibe.

Madam President had selected this avatar herself. Previously, Little Secretary's profile picture had been a scallion pancake... it was simply too hideous, so Madam President had forcibly changed it.

The navigation couldn't get any more precise than this; she would have to rely on herself to find the girl from here on out.

In the past, when Little Secretary went out to buy food, she would always head to the entrance of the nearby elementary school. That was where the street vendors set up, selling the small snacks she loved so much.

Of course, there was an even more important reason: it was cheap. Plus, the flavors found at the school gates were the most authentic!

Little Secretary was undoubtedly a connoisseur of food. Although she wasn't particularly bright—taking a good while just to do basic arithmetic—her brain became incredibly sharp whenever food was involved.

She had no choice; she had to figure out how to get the maximum amount of snacks into her mouth using her meager allowance. Every extra bite was a victory.

Food was Little Secretary's life. Previously, when Ye Cheng visited Madam President's villa, he had casually "swept clean" the stash of snacks Little Secretary had hidden away. Little Secretary had instantly gone nuclear with rage.

For days, she had been obsessing over getting her revenge!!!

However... she had now been bought off by Ye Cheng. She was so dazzled by the delicious food that the matter of avenging Little Lin had long been tossed to the back of her mind. It was yet another day of being controlled by her stomach.

Places like the school entrance—cheap, substantial, and tasty—were where Little Secretary belonged. Why would she come to a place like the Arcade Center?

She didn't recall that certain dummy having any interest in video games. Didn't she usually just watch romance dramas and idol soaps at home?

The more Dongfang Zhixia thought about it, the more wrong it felt. For some reason, she had an inexplicable sense of foreboding. Her intuition told her that Little Secretary's presence here was very likely related to a certain guy...

Although she didn't have any evidence... that was just how she felt.

It had better not be him, or else...

"Hmph!" Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes and let out a cold snort. She put away her phone and marched into the Arcade Center.

...

Inside the Arcade Center.

The Merry-Go-Round Area.

"Oh yeah!!!"

"Woohoo, this is so exciting, yee-haw!!!"

Ye Cheng had somehow acquired a cowboy hat and was wearing it while hollering enthusiastically atop the merry-go-round. It was a pity he didn't have a whip; otherwise, judging by the absurd state he was in, he probably would have given the horse a couple of cracks. Sitting on the same horse, right behind Ye Cheng, Little Secretary felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

Around them... so many people were watching...

Little Secretary timidly glanced around and realized that the people queuing up all seemed to be looking at them. Once again feeling the power of "social death," she hurriedly retracted her gaze and buried her head against Ye Cheng.

Her hands quietly wrapped around his waist... Although he had eaten quite a bit and gained some weight, Little Secretary could still feel Ye Cheng's original "superb muscle definition" underneath.

Little Secretary's eyes suddenly became much clearer. In an instant, it was as if she had been pulled back to that very first night they "watched the stars." Her small face flushed red instantly, the blush spreading all the way down to her neck...

Little Secretary was quite timid. She didn't dare ride these things—even a merry-go-round was too much for her to ride alone.

Seeing her like this, Ye Cheng had originally planned to leave her outside while he went in to have a good time. However, Little Secretary had clung to him, refusing to let go, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

Although she didn't say anything, it felt like she had said everything...

It was true that Little Secretary was afraid to ride, but she also didn't want to be left outside alone.

"You baddie, you promised we'd go together..." Little Secretary puffed up her cheeks, but her eyes looked pitiful. She only dared to mutter softly; she couldn't win an argument against him, so she could only whisper her grievances.

There was no helping it; the promise had been made.

So, it ended up like this: two people on one horse. Fortunately, the Arcade Center's equipment was high quality and hadn't cut any corners. Let alone two people, it could probably handle two more with ease!

It was just... a bit crowded.

Right now, both Ye Cheng and Little Secretary were stuffed round as balls. It was a constant exchange of bumps and nudges—belly pressed tight against back—creating an inexplicably comical scene.

But one thing was certain... she was truly happy. At least, this was something Little Secretary had never experienced before. Once again, a light appeared in Little Secretary's eyes—a strange light unrelated to food.

Three minutes later, the merry-go-round came to a stop.

Only then did Ye Cheng, still unsatisfied and wanting more, place the cowboy hat in his hand onto his head.

"That was a truly exhilarating spin. I really want to go again." Ye Cheng thought about it, but seeing Little Secretary behind him shivering with fear, he ultimately abandoned the idea.

Ye Cheng hopped straight off the merry-go-round. He had almost reached the exit before he realized something felt off. Oh, right, the hamster. Ye Cheng turned his head, raised an eyebrow at Little Secretary who was still sitting on the horse, and called out, "Hey, you hamster, what are you doing? Let's go."

Little Secretary pursed her red lips and said in a slightly aggrieved tone, "My legs are a bit jelly..."

Ye Cheng: "..."

What a useless hamster.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to run back. He spread his arms open in front of Little Secretary: "Come on, jump down."

"I... I don't dare..." Little Secretary looked at the drop, which was barely half a meter, and her eyes filled with cowardice.

Just moments ago, Little Secretary had been lifted up by Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng had stepped up with a single bound. Although they both had bottomless stomachs... there was clearly a gap between one stomach and the other!

"Then you can stay up there. I'm leaving," Ye Cheng said decisively. Little Secretary was dumbfounded; she hadn't expected Ye Cheng to be so heartless. Closing her eyes and holding her breath, she leaped towards Ye Cheng.

*Thud!!!*

Little Secretary opened her eyes and saw that she was on the ground. She looked excited: "Yay! Baddie, I made it down!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

The surrounding onlookers: "..."

A few minutes later, as the two headed toward the next attraction, Ye Cheng could still be heard nagging the Little Secretary.

"Hamster, remember this: your Miss absolutely cannot find out about what happened today. Do you hear me? Otherwise, lives will be lost!" Ye Cheng wore a solemn expression.

The Little Secretary nodded, looking like she somewhat understood but also didn't quite get it. "Mhm, I won't tell the Miss. Don't worry, you big baddie!"

Seeing the Little Secretary's vow of silence, Ye Cheng felt like jumping off a cliff. Damn it. He just had a feeling that this not-so-bright hamster standing in front of him would be easily tricked into spilling the beans by the President. And then... he would be beaten into a pulp—like a beef ball.

Who would have thought that things would get so ridiculous just now? Actually... sigh, let's not talk about it. Best forgotten.

In any case, the Little Secretary definitely needed to lose some weight. On this point, Ye Cheng and the President were in full agreement: the Little Secretary was... "too fat" and needed to slim down.

After all, the first thing to go when dieting is... fat.

Chatting as they walked, the pair arrived at the next attraction: the bumper cars.

It was the familiar queuing process, though compared to earlier, the line moved much faster. In less than three minutes, it was their turn.

As soon as Ye Cheng got into a car, the Little Secretary tried to sit down with him, wanting to stay by his side just like before. However, Ye Cheng stopped her.

"We paid for two people; sitting in one car is a waste of money. Hamster, you go sit in that one over there."

Ye Cheng pointed to a red bumper car nearby as he spoke.

The Little Secretary blinked her big, sparkling eyes. Feeling that Ye Cheng made a fair point, she didn't think twice before nodding. "Mhm, okay."

The Little Secretary happily ran over, quickly hopped into the red bumper car, and excitedly began examining the controls.

Clang!

The switch was thrown, power surged, and all the bumper cars roared to life.

Ye Cheng slammed the gas pedal to the floor and began cruising around the spacious electrified arena.

After driving a couple of simple laps to show off his skills and dodging a few cars trying to ram him, Ye Cheng entered "Berserk Mode." He floored the pedal and started hunting people down.

Crash!

"Ah... Honey, are you okay?"

That was the voice of a young couple Ye Cheng had ambushed.

Crash!

"Do you have no public decency? Ambushing a twenty-year-old senior citizen like me!"

That was the voice of a loser college student who looked like he was single.

Crash!

"Hiss... Who the hell— Oh, handsome, you accidentally crashed into me. Do you want to excha..."

That was a clucking hen...

Ye Cheng was like a bullfrog gone mad, crashing wildly around the vast arena. He didn't discriminate; Ye Cheng attacked everyone equally!

Crash!

"Why is it you again?!"

Just as Ye Cheng was looking for his next "lucky victim" and preparing to speed away, he paused... Why did that voice sound so familiar?

Following the sound, Ye Cheng looked toward the car he had just rammed... Well, well, well. An old acquaintance. It was the Head Maid!

The Head Maid's chest heaved, but her gaze remained as calm as ever, looking at him as if he were trash... Hmm, you know what? That was exactly the right flavor. That was the look.

Just as the Head Maid was about to ask Ye Cheng something, he slowly reversed, and then... Vroom!!!

Pedal to the metal!

He slammed into the Head Maid with full force!

CRASH!!!

"The strong must ruthlessly humiliate the weak! If you have something to say, tell it to my car!" Ye Cheng channeled his inner "Smirking Dragon King." He shifted gears, reversed... and then rammed the Head Maid in front of him hard once again.

CRASH!!!

Head Maid: "???"