Come Back, Young Lady, Batman Says He Won't Arrest You, Late-Night Phone Call...

Outside the villa area, on the grass.

Ye Cheng's cheeks were red, and so were his ears. His cheeks were red from being pinched because he spoke out of turn, and his ears were red from being bitten—there was even a very obvious tooth mark on them.

Although... Ye Cheng didn't quite understand why the saying "a gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists" meant using one's mouth literally to bite. Was this right?

Forget it. Yielding to the President's despotic power, Ye Cheng ultimately submitted.

Furthermore, through his own personal experiments, Ye Cheng discovered something very important: the President, who was fiercer than a dog, seemed to be improving her bullying temper?

Previously, it was always a barrage of slaps leaving his cheeks flushed red. Now, it had turned into cheek-pinching. The result was the same—red cheeks—but obviously, this latter method was much gentler.

Ye Cheng's head wasn't made of dough. Even after taking turns being elbowed by the Eldest Miss and the President, the bumps all over his head would heal after a little while. His resistance was completely maxed out.

His head wasn't made of dough, but his face was.

The consequence of speaking nonsense was enraging his dear President, and the consequence of enraging the President was that his cheek, which was thicker than a city wall, was directly breached.

Clearly, the President knew a thing or two when it came to fierce assaults.

After getting a beating, Ye Cheng was noticeably more well-behaved, and even his gaze became much clearer. While carrying Dongfang Zhixia on his back, continuing to speed... oh wait, stroll along the grass outside the villa, he earnestly read the documents on the phone.

Because Ye Cheng had to free up one hand to hold the phone, he could only use his other hand to support Dongfang Zhixia. As for how he was supporting her with one hand...

Well... he believed the President, as the person involved, would know best.

Now, not only were Ye Cheng's cheeks flushed red, but Dongfang Zhixia's were as well. The base of her ears felt hot, and the most uncomfortable part was that she had single-handedly brought about this situation.

She couldn't show any signs of abnormality, otherwise a certain bastard would notice and then... mock her.

Without a doubt, to Dongfang Zhixia, failure was an option, but losing face was not—especially losing face in front of Ye Cheng. Right now, it was absolutely impossible for her to show any little-girl-like shyness, or she would definitely be looked down upon by that bastard.

Dongfang Zhixia also didn't want the situation to spiral out of control. She had to keep the pace in her own hands. If she took a step back, a certain insatiable guy would immediately push forward. That was absolutely unacceptable!

Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath to adjust her mindset, and chose to take the initiative.

Thump!

Use a little more strength! If I fall off later, just you wait! Dongfang Zhixia scoffed coldly, her voice leaving no room for doubt.

Ye Cheng: ...

Although he didn't know why the President had suddenly given him a thump out of nowhere, fortunately, Ye Cheng was already used to it. Having frequently been sanctioned by the Eldest Miss, the President's elbow strikes now felt like nothing more than a light breeze.

Left with no choice, Ye Cheng could only continue walking while applying more force to shift Dongfang Zhixia a bit higher up on his back.

Her goal achieved, Dongfang Zhixia took the out and scoffed coldly.

Are you done reading? I want to hear your evaluation. Where is your evaluation!

As if thinking of something, Dongfang Zhixia added a sentence. No... rather than an addition, it was more like an explanation. Although... there was no need to say these extra things, for some unknown reason, Dongfang Zhixia still said it.

These are blind date candidates sent over by my mom, but they aren't for me. They're for that idiot, Dongfang Zhixia said.

For some reason, the expression on Dongfang Zhixia's face was a bit unnatural at this moment. Unfortunately, Ye Cheng didn't have the chance to see it. However, he could feel it... Did the President's heartbeat seem to have sped up a bit?

Was she worried about something?

Ye Cheng's body full of passive buffs came in handy at the most unexpected times, just like now. Even though there was a fair amount of fat separating them... Ye Cheng could indeed hear her heartbeat.

Thump, thump, thump... thump, thump... thump, thump...

Thump, thump, thump!!!

Are you mute?! Dongfang Zhixia's very angry voice rang out as she clenched her fists and pounded him heavily.

Ye Cheng: ...

If he listened to her heartbeat again, he'd be a dog.

The saying "when you're unlucky, even drinking cold water gets stuck in your teeth" was proving to be more and more true.

President, isn't this too cruel of you? Hamster doesn't even look like an adult yet, and you're already in such a rush to find an object of affection for Hamster? Ye Cheng said as he returned the phone to Dongfang Zhixia. He had already memorized everything in it, so there was no need to look anymore.

Dongfang Zhixia raised an elegant eyebrow. Not an adult? Who told you that idiot isn't an adult? That idiot is already twenty years old, about a year or two older than you and me.

Glancing at the phone Ye Cheng handed back, Dongfang Zhixia subconsciously frowned, but she felt relieved when she remembered Ye Cheng's heaven-defying memory. She put the phone away... This bastard had probably memorized it all already.

This guy really didn't seem human...

What! Ye Cheng's eyes widened in shock.

She's freaking twenty?!

Ye Cheng never would have thought that the little secretary was actually about two years older than him. Seeing the little secretary always following behind Dongfang Zhixia like a little sidekick, he had subconsciously assumed they were the same age, or perhaps even a bit younger. But as it turned out... she was actually two years older than him!

That was outrageous!

How was this right!

Twenty years old and still so dumb!

Thump!

Shut up, making such a fuss in the middle of the night, Dongfang Zhixia snorted softly. This time she didn't use much force, just lightly tapping him for the sake of it.

After thinking for a moment, Dongfang Zhixia spoke.

Did you know, this idiot is the legitimate daughter of the Li family.

Oh~~~ The Li family, huh. Don't know them. Ye Cheng first let out a long oh, then shook his head to indicate he had never heard of these people.

Dongfang Zhixia: ...

Thump!

If you don't know them, you don't know them! What was the point of drawing out an oh like that!

Dongfang Zhixia felt that sooner or later, she would be angered to death by Ye Cheng. When Ye Cheng had gone oh just now, she thought he had already figured out the matter regarding Li Yong, the origins of the Li family, the little secretary, and Li Yong. But as it turned out... he didn't know anything at all!

Habit is a terrifying thing. Just like how the Eldest Miss had gotten used to Ye Cheng's inhuman sleep schedule and style of doing things, they were already able to get along quite well, and it had only taken a few short days.

Yet it was a feeling she hadn't experienced in the past dozen or almost twenty years. Perhaps... Ye Cheng was naturally special to the Eldest Miss. When other people appeared, they were colorless; only when Ye Cheng appeared did he bring color.

Was it all destined by fate?

Perhaps... She only knew that a certain idiot shouldn't belong to anyone else, and that was all.

They... would have a very, very good classmate relationship. In the future... they might have an excellent good classmate relationship, and even further in the future, they might be very, very good classmates...

While the eldest miss was still stubbornly wrestling with their "classmate relationship," the President had already made her move.

Mrs. Du saw it all and felt anxious for her. By the time the other girl's belly gets big, you will still be harping on about being "just classmates"... Come back, Little Hanhan, Batman says he won't catch you anymore.

Shen Qinghan was used to it, and wasn't it the same for Dongfang Zhixia?

The peaceful days were gone forever, but... she didn't hate days like this.

Dongfang Zhixia briefly recounted the little secretary's past. Ye Cheng nodded as he listened, and finally asked a soul-piercing question.

"So, Hamster really had a high fever before, right?" It was a pity his hands were tied right now, otherwise Ye Cheng would definitely be stroking his smooth chin, pondering this question with an incredibly wise look in his eyes.

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

That single sentence nearly choked Dongfang Zhixia to death. I'm talking to you about killing without blinking an eye, and you ask me if my eyes are dry, if they hurt, and if I need some eye drops?

Dongfang Zhixia's chest heaved. She tried to swallow her anger... No, she just couldn't swallow it!

"You bastard, can't you be a little serious!!!" The President went completely crazy. She couldn't tolerate it for another second, she couldn't hold it back!

"Ahhh!!!" Ye Cheng screamed miserably.

The brief elbowing session ended. Ye Cheng had a few more bumps on his head, and a very delicate tooth mark appeared on his other ear. He behaved himself, and the conversation continued.

"According to that idiot, everyone in the Li family was bullying her. But when I went back and investigated later, that wasn't the case at all. I also asked Li Erhe about it..."

Ye Cheng was nodding as he listened, but when he suddenly heard that familiar name, he froze, a giant question mark popping up over his head.

"Wait, President, did something dirty just slip into the conversation?" Ye Cheng asked uncertainly.

Dongfang Zhixia frowned. "Something dirty? What do you mean?"

"'My father is Li Erhe'?" Ye Cheng asked tentatively.

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

The world... really was this small. Who would have thought that the idiot yelling on the balcony last time was actually the little secretary's brother.

Two supreme beings in one family?

He wondered if Li Erhe was under a lot of pressure...

"If you want to ask me a question, you can wait until I'm finished. If you interrupt me again, I will break you." Dongfang Zhixia's voice was cold.

"Did you hear me clearly, my dear!"

She spoke word by word, gritting her teeth.

Those few words nearly drained the life out of Ye Cheng. He nodded vigorously, not making a single sound to show that he had heard her.

"Hmph!" Dongfang Zhixia coldly snorted and continued what she hadn't finished saying.

"That idiot wasn't smart even when she was little. She finished first grade and still didn't know the multiplication table. Her favorite thing to do was eat. Whenever she had nothing to do, she would eat cakes and snacks. It wasn't long before she received a warning from the hospital that if she kept eating like that, her body would have problems..."

"Her habit of hiding things was also formed at that time. This idiot suddenly became smart then, knowing how to hide things and eat them secretly, but she ended up being..."

"Buzz, buzz..."

Dongfang Zhixia's train of thought was interrupted once again. Her phone vibrated. Looking thoroughly annoyed, she decided she wouldn't answer the call no matter who it was!

She glanced at the caller ID... Pretentious Shut-in Kid!

Dongfang Zhixia: "???"

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