Haven't you heard that heaven never seals off all the exits Eh... Why is the president's wax figure here

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Again and again, the pink-haired Xia Tongxin drove her pink cat bumper car, smashing into the bunny bumper car of the pitiful Little Secretary, who had been pinned in the corner and didn't know how to fight back.

The Little Secretary had originally bumped into Xia Tongxin due to poor driving skills, which led to this situation—being called an "evil cow" and getting frantically rammed.

Since she didn't know how to drive well in the first place, and with Xia Tongxin applying pressure, the Little Secretary's CPU completely fried. She couldn't fight back at all, only getting pinned against the wall repeatedly by Xia Tongxin's bumper car while pitifully begging her to stop.

"Little kid, can you please stop hitting me? I'll take you to eat scallion pancakes, okay? Woo..."

"Clang!"

"Shut up, you evil cow, you demon!!!"

Giving the Little Secretary no chance to speak, Xia Tongxin continued her assault with her pink cat war chariot. Actually... if the Little Secretary had just honestly kept her mouth shut and let the "fired up" Xia Tongxin bump her a couple of times, this whole thing would have blown over.

Xia Tongxin wasn't the type to hold a grudge like the Head Maid; she forgot things quickly. "A noble person has a short memory"... well, that was the polite way of putting it.

In reality, Xia Tongxin just wasn't very bright. She couldn't remember much and forgot things fast—otherwise, she wouldn't black out after just a little alcohol.

Xia Tongxin had completely forgotten about the previous night. The only thing she remembered was fiercely "chugging" two large cans of draft beer at the barbecue stall, and then... then she remembered nothing.

She had totally blacked out.

Whether it was acting like a "cockroach sprayed with insecticide" at the food stall or what happened later at the hotel, Xia Tongxin recalled none of it.

When she woke up, she found herself in bed, smelling faintly of a certain evil cow demon... the scent of her stupid mom.

The noble lady had left right after waking up in the morning. Although she wanted to cuddle her darling Tongtong and sleep a bit longer, she figured that if her darling Tongtong woke up and saw her, she would probably start scolding her... So, after thinking about it, she decided against it.

That led to the current events.

Xia Tongxin coming to the arcade to see the noble lady was actually the first time they had "met" in two days—while sober, that is.

Having forgotten everything about the blackout, Xia Tongxin crawled out of bed and reverted to her usual arrogant, small-fry young miss persona. A totally arrogant little brat. She had the Head Maid equip her with a "full loadout" and set off to find Grandpa Niu.

At least... that was Xia Tongxin's plan.

But due to her "single-core processor," Xia Tongxin was easily influenced and interrupted by external things. Her original plan was to go report to school immediately, but after being called over by the noble lady and getting sidetracked, Xia Tongxin forgot all about it.

She was happily playing bumper cars here, and of course... taking the opportunity to teach these evil cow demons in the arena a lesson!

Barring any accidents, she would go report to school after teaching the cow demons a lesson, and then move into the luxury villa under her name before the school gates closed for the night...

As for right now...

"Die, you demon!!!" Xia Tongxin slammed on the gas, launching yet another attack on the pitiful Little Secretary in front of her!

"Arctic Sandstorm!!!"

Just as the Little Secretary was about to get rammed, a powerful voice rang out from the side—incredibly chuunibyou yet strangely familiar. The Little Secretary opened her tightly shut eyes just a crack, only to see Ye Cheng driving the "100-Ton King" charging straight at Xia Tongxin.

Clang!!!

Xia Tongxin's spellcasting was interrupted, and she was fiercely slammed against the side wall by Ye Cheng. Not far away, the Head Maid, who had just come to her senses, witnessed this scene and let out a sharp, piercing screech.

Of course, none of that was Ye Cheng's concern. The only thing Ye Cheng needed to worry about now was: is the Little Secretary okay?

"Hamster, are you alright!" Ye Cheng looked at the Little Secretary with a face full of "concern," his eyes filled with sincerity!

There was no other reason; he was purely afraid of being beaten to death by the President.

He had secretly brought the Little Secretary out to goof around, and now she was being bullied by outsiders. Ye Cheng didn't dare imagine how angry the President would be if she found out. Being used as a stool probably wouldn't satisfy the President anymore.

He'd have to be a punching bag, the kind hung up and struck a few times whenever she felt like it.

NO!!!

The more Ye Cheng thought about it, the more cold sweat gathered on his forehead. He was already considering how to trick the Little Secretary into keeping what just happened a secret. If the President found out about this, he was absolutely dead!!!

Ye Cheng hadn't expected a certain small-fry brat to have such good luck. With so many people in the arena, she just had to pick the Little Secretary, the easiest one to bully who wouldn't dare fight back. Wasn't that ridiculous?

If it had been anyone else, the scene would be completely different right now.

Not everyone elbowed by Xia Tongxin would be petty enough to "elbow" back, but there would definitely be people less generous. After all, everyone's out here living their lives—why should I yield to you?

In that case, Xia Tongxin would have been slammed back immediately. The subsequent plot should have been Xia Tongxin eating humble pie and running to the Head Maid to cry pitifully...

But as it turned out, Xia Tongxin, this soft persimmon, managed to squeeze an even softer persimmon—the Little Secretary. Isn't that nonsense?

Ye Cheng checked the Little Secretary's current condition. Hmm... clothes slightly dirty, no obvious bumps or bruises. Pupils slightly dilated and contracting—she was likely frightened and currently processing the scene before her...

After a simple analysis, Ye Cheng made a judgment... She was fine, just scared. It was simple. At a time like this, he just needed to offer his solid chest for the bullied Hamster to lean on for a while, and she'd be fine.

"Ahem, Hamster, you..."

"Boohoohoo, you bad guy, where did you run off to just now? Boohoo..."

Before Ye Cheng could initiate his "Comfort Combo" to soothe the Little Secretary's emotions, she was already whimpering pitifully. She ran down from her own car and hopped into Ye Cheng's passenger seat, clutching his arm tightly with both hands. She looked terrified.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Useless Hamster. To think she could be bullied like this by that small-fry brat!

Ye Cheng had intended to say a few words, but seeing the Little Secretary's pitiful, aggrieved look, he couldn't bring himself to scold her. The lesson from a few hours ago was still fresh in his mind.

The Little Secretary was just a cowardly Hamster with zero stress tolerance. She was already feeling aggrieved; he estimated that if he said a couple of "mean and stinging" words now, she would instantly burst into tears with a "wah," and then it would be hard to handle.

Having no other choice, Ye Cheng abandoned the idea of kicking her while she was down by elbowing the Little Secretary. Instead, he began to show his "gentle and handsome" side... This was absolutely sincere! It definitely wasn't because he was afraid of being beaten into a beef meatball! Absolutely not!

"It's okay, it's okay, Hamster. I'm here, and I'll protect you!" Even Ye Cheng's facial expression changed as he spoke. He took on an overly dramatic and charming aura, and the lines and contours of his face became much sharper and clearer.

It was as if he had been possessed by the spirit of a "peerless handsome guy."

It was as if his kind-hearted alter ego had forcefully logged into his body and taken over.

If the President were here, she would definitely slap Ye Cheng across the face, tell him he was being utterly disgusting, and threaten to beat him to death if he ever said something like that again.

If the Eldest Miss were here, she would smack him and declare that this idiot Ye Cheng was completely hopeless.

Unfortunately, the person here was the Little Secretary. The Little Secretary naturally couldn't pick up on the convoluted nuances in Ye Cheng's words. Hearing what he said, she only felt her heart beating wildly in her chest.

"Mhm, mhm!" The Little Secretary didn't refute Ye Cheng's words. She just kept nodding vigorously, hugging him even tighter.

At this moment, the Little Secretary's longing for her Eldest Miss weakened considerably.

Whenever she was bullied, the Little Secretary would always hide behind the President. Years of this had caused her to form a subconscious reflex: whenever she encountered trouble or felt wronged, she would immediately think of her Eldest Miss.

This would dispel the anxiety and fear in her heart.

The more vivid the President's image was in the Little Secretary's mind, the less fear and worry she felt. The two were negatively correlated, as one increased, the other decreased. This had never changed over the years.

Just now, when the Little Secretary was bullied to the point of tears by Xia Tongxin, her longing for the President had reached its peak. But after Ye Cheng appeared, this peak rapidly plummeted back to a normal level, or perhaps even lower...

Her fear and anxiety were gradually dissipating. The difference was that this time, she wasn't relying on the President... A new variable had appeared!

As for Ye Cheng...

Why is this Hamster hugging me so tightly?

Ye Cheng wanted to push the Little Secretary away several times, but he gave up in the end. Thinking about it, this useless Hamster used to "parasitize" the President in the exact same way, so he felt relieved.

Forget it, driving with one hand works just the same!

I need to slip away quickly. With that pesky little brat appearing here, for some reason, Ye Cheng had a nagging feeling that something bad was definitely going to happen soon.

Don't ask why. If you must ask, it's just intuition!

Ye Cheng never fought against his "poor man's intuition." He always obeyed it. In matters like this, it was better to be safe than sorry. Besides, they had already eaten and drank enough, so it was high time to make a run for it!

Ye Cheng drove the bumper car, preparing to head toward the exit and leave.

"You bastard! How dare you bump into me!!!" Xia Tongxin's ultimate loli voice echoed around them, filled with extreme fury.

Silently, Ye Cheng sped up his escape. He slammed the gas pedal to the floor, ready to carry the Little Secretary over his shoulder and run away as soon as they reached the exit.

"Stop them for me!" Xia Tongxin pointed and ordered her Head Maid, who was hurrying over with a face full of concern.

The Head Maid hesitated for a moment, but then her gaze turned resolute. She accelerated and chased after Ye Cheng and the Little Secretary. Because Ye Cheng's car was weighed down by two people, the Head Maid quickly caught up to the overloaded vehicle and finally used her car's body to intercept and stop them.

Clang!

The Head Maid's car shook violently. Her facial expression remained calm, but her eyes carried a faint hint of success. She slowly looked up, and then... she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

"Ridiculous! You think the likes of you can test my caliber!"

"Haven't you heard that heaven always leaves a way out!"

Ye Cheng sneered. After saying that, he no longer concealed his aura. The peak of the Great Stomach Realm!!!

Ye Cheng picked up the Little Secretary, who was tightly hugging his arm. He stepped hard on the bumper car's outer rubber cushion and, using the reaction force, briefly "took flight."

Just like that... With his first leap, Ye Cheng "flew" directly over the head of Xia Tongxin, who was driving her bumper car from behind to intercept them. Xia Tongxin's eyes widened into perfect circles, looking completely dumbfounded.

Without giving the two girls any chance to react, Ye Cheng completed his first jump, followed immediately by a second, and a third... Each jump used the outer cushions of the surrounding bumper cars as a springboard. In the time it took to take a few breaths, Ye Cheng had bounded out of the arena with the Little Secretary in his arms.

And then... he threw the Little Secretary over his shoulder, activated his swift-footed skills, and bolted!

Nigerundayo!!!

It wasn't until Ye Cheng left in this bizarre and utterly anti-human manner that the people around finally realized what the hell they had just witnessed.

Then came a silence that lasted for dozens of seconds inside the bumper car arena. It was an eerie quiet, where the only sounds that could be heard were the electric currents connecting the bumper cars and the breathing of the people around.

It was terrifyingly quiet!

As if finally reaching a breaking point, crazy shouts erupted, filled with shock, disbelief, and existential doubt...

"Holy shit, are they shooting a fucking movie? Where are the cameras? How come I didn't see any?"

"Awesome! They aren't even trying to hide it anymore, huh? Is that even a human?"

"So after all this time, what they say on the internet is true! You guys are evolving without me, huh?"

"Bros, do you think it's too late for me to start practicing Qi Condensation now?"

There were quite a few people who witnessed this scene with their own eyes. The only pity was that Ye Cheng ran away too fast. His movements were so silky smooth, without the slightest pause, completely hiding any trace of stiffness, and he didn't give the crowd a chance to take out their phones to record.

Listening to the discussions around her, the Head Maid fell into silence. So... the thing she just saw was actually real?

Is that thing even human?

The Head Maid had imagined various outcomes, such as Ye Cheng being intercepted, or being pincered from the front and back by her and her Eldest Miss, and then ruthlessly forced back. She never in a million years expected... that Ye Cheng would choose the playstyle that would generate the most bullet-screen comments.

He started right off with "Haven't you heard that heaven always leaves a way out!" Running away was one thing... but he even had to drop a couple of lines to act like a big shot. The most crucial part was... Ye Cheng actually managed to pull it off!

Is this reasonable???

The Head Maid silently looked at the bumper car Ye Cheng had been driving earlier. To be more precise, she was looking at the outer "cushion" of the bumper car that Ye Cheng had just stepped on, which was filled with gas and some mixtures.

Softness was only relative. The Head Maid reached out and pressed hard on the air cushion. The result... it didn't budge at all. Only after stomping on it hard twice did she feel a slight deformation.

So... that guy just now used this as a springboard to run away?

As a highly educated intellectual who had studied abroad for many years, the Head Maid looked at the footprint on the cushion and fell into silence. And... she began to doubt her past twenty-plus years of life experience.

How on earth did he do that!

A human can't do that, or at least... they shouldn't be able to!

While the head maid was still questioning her reality, Xia Tongxin had already sprung into action. She hopped out of her own car, ran over to the one Ye Cheng had just driven, and, imitating Ye Cheng's previous moves under the head maid's bewildered gaze, attempted a little cake leap.

"I want to do it too!"

The little brat shouted at the top of her lungs, no longer bothering to hide her aura... only to prove she was completely useless!

Splat!

Xia Tongxin stepped on the exact spot she was supposed to use, but her foot slipped. She lost her balance and went smack down onto the ground, landing as flat and solid as the Little Secretary's favorite scallion pancake being flipped in a pan.

Head Maid: "???"

"Waaah..."

"Ahhh! My Lady!!!"

...

Meanwhile.

Having successfully pulled off his million-dollar getaway, Ye Cheng watched the Little Secretary sprinting excitedly through the arcade like a wild monkey!

"Woohoo!!!"

It was tough, but he had actually pulled it off!

It wasn't safe to stick around here; he should call it a day!

With this thought in mind, Ye Cheng changed his escape route and headed toward one of the arcade's exits. However... the moment he turned his head, he seemed to spot something terrifying.

Huh?

Ye Cheng rubbed his eyes, looking uncertainly at the replica wax figure of the President standing right in front of him, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Hamster, why is there a wax figure of your lady placed here? It scared the crap out of me. I thought the President had actually come." Ye Cheng said while patting his chest.

How could that be possible? Why would the President ever show up here? He was just scaring himself over nothing.

Because Dongfang Zhixia had appeared so abruptly, Ye Cheng didn't even consider the possibility that she was the real deal. After all, running into the President right now was way more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

"I've got to admit, though, this wax figure is super realistic. Look at this nose, these eyes, this..."

Ye Cheng continued to speak as he started getting handsy, running his hands all over her.

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."