Mood Like a Roller Coaster: Fishing Master "Master Ye" and the Flustered Miss Tang

"Eh? Why is this little kid crying?"

While dishing it out, Tang Yuyao didn't forget to twist the knife, aiming specifically for where it hurt the most, terrified that Evil Little Dora might actually bounce back. After twisting the knife, she followed up with brutal metaphorical elbow strikes.

She put on the posture of an "adult," acting like a "gentle" and "kind" older sister.

"Look at you. I ask you, and you don't say anything. She's just a child and still young, she doesn't know any better, but are you, a grown man, also this clueless?" Tang Yuyao shot Ye Cheng a flirtatious, reproachful glare and intimately gave him a "gentle pinch," acting entirely like she was being coy rather than actually blaming him.

She's still a child...

Still young...

Duoduo, who was already crying miserably, wailed even louder upon hearing these razor-sharp words. She wriggled out of Ye Cheng's embrace and let go of his clothes with her two chubby little hands.

"Waaahhhh... Mama, waaaah..."

Crying and wiping her tears, she dashed toward the hospital room where Old Gong and the woman were earlier.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Tang Yuyao looked at the heartbroken Evil Little Dora like a victorious little hen, her head held high and chest puffed out, without the slightest hint of guilt or apology.

If it were any other kid crying this miserably, Tang Yuyao's heart would have softened, and she wouldn't have been able to help feeling compassionate. But facing this Evil Little Dora who wanted to snatch what was hers, Tang Yuyao wouldn't show any mercy.

Little kids should just obediently go play in the mud and watch cartoons. Why try to act like an adult, claiming to like this and like that...

And even saying you want to provide for him, letting him be a kept man... Do you even know what providing for someone means!

Move aside!

Tang Yuyao, having metaphorically elbow-struck the child, felt proud rather than ashamed, still looking quite pleased with herself when Ye Cheng's voice came from the side.

"Dr. Tang, you were way too ruthless," Ye Cheng said with a smile, casually picking up the popsicle that Duoduo had dropped in her heartbreak before she could even eat it.

He wiped off the dust and set it aside, leaving it unclear whether he planned to eat it later or return it to the heartbroken Duoduo.

Tang Yuyao's expression stiffened.

Right, she was supposed to be here to "help" Ye Cheng!

Taking advantage of Ye Cheng's words, Tang Yuyao found a suitable excuse to explain her recent behavior, successfully giving herself an out.

"Kids nowadays don't learn anything good, trying to mimic early-age dating. Tsk, tsk, tsk. If I wasn't a bit ruthless, were you just going to wait for her parents to come looking for you?"

Tang Yuyao sat down as well, taking the exact spot Duoduo had just occupied, her tone teasing.

Although it was just an ordinary seat, Tang Yuyao felt completely overjoyed sitting there. This seat was truly great, truly great indeed. She was the one who deserved to sit here. What does a little brat know about sitting here...

"Why are you at the hospital?" Tang Yuyao asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Actually... she wanted to ask why Ye Cheng hadn't worried about her at all. Ever since she was taken to the police station earlier, let alone visiting her, he hadn't even sent a single text to check on her.

Even the messages she sent him were all left entirely unread!

"Old Gong didn't believe the warnings and his phone exploded..." Ye Cheng briefly explained the cause and sequence of events, and Tang Yuyao nodded.

"Husband?" After hearing the whole story, Tang Yuyao was only fixated on the form of address, not caring about the rest at all. Old Gong getting blown up had nothing to do with her.

It wasn't that Tang Yuyao was cold-blooded, but as a doctor, she had seen too many partings of life and death, as well as helplessness. At first, she would cry and feel heartache, but later on, she just grew numb to it.

Why care so much? Living one day at a time is enough. Would worrying change anything? It was better to just honestly be a lazy bum.

During the time she spent lounging around in the school infirmary, Tang Yuyao's limbs had practically started to atrophy.

"It's Old Gong, not husband," Ye Cheng corrected her.

Although the pronunciation of the two words was exactly the same in Chinese, Ye Cheng could still tell from other details that Tang Yuyao was saying "husband" and not "Old Gong."

"Ew, what a disgusting nickname. A grown man like you, running around calling someone 'husband' every day, ew..." Tang Yuyao shivered, putting on a look of disgust.

Ye Cheng: "..."

When Tang Yuyao first heard Ye Cheng say "Old Gong," she felt like the sky was falling. She thought Ye Cheng might have a problem with his sexual orientation. Combined with what happened in the hotel earlier—she had offered herself up like that, yet Ye Cheng hadn't done anything to her—the more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed...

She almost didn't want to live anymore.

It was so hard for her to finally put herself out there like that, only to lose so thoroughly. Losing to a woman would have been one thing, she would have accepted defeat, but losing to a man? She wouldn't accept that even in death!!!

Fortunately, it turned out to just be a misunderstanding in the end.

Tang Yuyao waited for a long time but still didn't hear what she wanted to hear, so she simply took the initiative and asked Ye Cheng about what happened earlier.

"Why didn't you even come to see me, kid?" Although her tone was casual, like she was just making small talk, if one listened closely, they would detect a hint of hidden bitterness in it.

"Didn't you tell me to leave and not to worry?" Ye Cheng blinked, looking at Tang Yuyao with an "innocent" expression.

Tang Yuyao: "???"

It seemed... that did actually happen.

"I told you to leave, so you just left?" Tang Yuyao's chest heaved, infuriated by Ye Cheng's words. Similarly, this was also a point Tang Yuyao was quite fixated on.

Even though she was confident she could definitely get out, the least Ye Cheng could do was worry about her a little bit! Setting everything else aside, he shouldn't have left so cleanly without hesitation.

In the end... Ye Cheng really just slipped away without even looking back, showing absolutely no sign of worry. It almost angered Tang Yuyao to death!

It was bad enough that Ye Cheng didn't care about her, but he actually went to care about a man, even calling him "husband"!

On what grounds!!!

"What else was I supposed to do? It's not like I could grab a watermelon knife and go hijack the execution grounds, cause a massive scene at the police station, and then happily earn myself a matching 'prison cell' gift package, right?" Ye Cheng's vivid description left Tang Yuyao speechless.

That... actually made sense.

But still, you could have at least acted a little worried, or shown a bit of reluctance to part! What was the meaning of just walking straight off like that? It felt like...

Tang Yuyao pouted, her cheeks puffing out slightly, looking rather displeased. Even if what Ye Cheng said was right and made logical sense, Tang Yuyao was simply unhappy. Humans are emotional creatures; if someone was entirely rational, would they still be human?

Ye Cheng didn't take Tang Yuyao's little mood swings and displeasure to heart at all. He just happily ate his popsicle, munching away while watching oddly satisfying donkey hoof trimming videos on his phone.

Mmm... looks good, love to watch it.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

You motherf...

Can't you see I'm upset? Would it kill you to comfort me!

Seeing Ye Cheng not taking it to heart at all, swiping through videos with a look of profound wisdom on his face, Tang Yuyao grew even angrier. She prepared to leave. This lady is done playing along!

Tang Yuyao had never been this proactive in her entire life. Yet, her warm efforts were met with cold indifference. She received absolutely nothing in return, her messages were left unread, and he did not seem worried about her in the slightest...

Hmph!

What was so good about some crappy video, this...

Tang Yuyao's rising anger and grievance completely vanished the moment she saw Ye Cheng's battle-damaged, heavily modified commoner's phone.

The phone screen was shattered, with a very obvious tooth mark on it. It looked incredibly jarring and severely impacted the user experience. At the very least... Tang Yuyao would not have been able to stand it.

And she was the one who had reduced the phone to this state.

Once her anger subsided, Tang Yuyao's brain sharpened again. She regained her rationality and began to review the whole situation. Perhaps... the truth of the matter was not as it appeared on the surface?

Ye Cheng had been incredibly benevolent and righteous toward her, whether it was stalling for time after her drunk driving incident or taking care of her and helping her in the hotel...

Yes, in short, he had been extremely benevolent and righteous.

And what about her?

She bit him, bit his phone, and threw a temper tantrum without even offering a single apology, neither in words nor in actions. The fact that Ye Cheng was still using that battle-damaged commoner's phone was the best proof of that!

Tang Yuyao's inner guilt went plus one, plus one, plus one...

In the span of barely a minute, the look in Tang Yuyao's eyes as she stared at Ye Cheng shifted from anger to guilt. The rich-girl temper that had just flared up was instantly swallowed back down.

"Why didn't you reply to the messages I sent you..." After a long, quiet pause, Tang Yuyao finally managed to squeeze out these somewhat aggrieved, soft words. If any other members of the Tang family had been here, they absolutely would have tied her up, taken her back home, and hired a shaman to perform an exorcism.

Whoever you are, get out of my sister's body right now!!!

Tang Yuyao had a fierce personality and was incredibly stubborn. Otherwise, she would not have left home for several years without spending a single penny of her family's money. Going from a wealthy heiress and the apple of the Tang family's eye to an ordinary person was a massive, sudden drop in status, but Tang Yuyao had digested it in just a few days.

No matter how hard or tiring it was, she endured it all by herself, gritting her teeth and persevering. With a temper as fierce as hers, it was hard to imagine Tang Yuyao ever saying such soft words, especially with such an aggrieved tone.

Tang Shouye: Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment. "Messages? What messages? Dr. Tang, did you send me messages?"

Tang Yuyao: "???"

The two of them were perfectly synced, both with giant question marks hovering over their heads. Ye Cheng exited his happy short-video time and opened his chat app. Tang Yuyao leaned her head over to look as well.

On his contact list, there was the Guild President, the Eldest Miss, Sister Lin who was only fit to listen at the door... there was even someone selling SIM cards, but there was no Tang Yuyao.

Both of them fell silent.

"Where am I?" Tang Yuyao broke the silence.

Ye Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Uh... well, let me look..."

A moment later.

Good news: he found her!

Bad news: she was in a contact group labeled "Down Syndrome."

This "Down Syndrome" tag was something Ye Cheng used for trolling, specifically meant to strike back at the retards on the internet. All messages in this group were set to Do Not Disturb, without a single notification. As a result... Tang Yuyao suffered a loss because of her surname. Ye Cheng's phone had automatically categorized her into the "Down Syndrome" group because her surname was Tang.

Since adding each other as friends, up until yesterday, this was the first time the two had chatted.

"Remove 'Dr. Tang' from [Down Syndrome Retards (For Trolling Only)]?"

Silently, Ye Cheng tapped yes, moving Tang Yuyao out of the Down Syndrome group.

"Phew..." Ye Cheng let out a breath, sweating profusely as if he had just completed some incredibly difficult task, feeling a massive sense of relief.

It was hard, but he managed to do it!

His happiness did not even last two seconds. Tang Yuyao, who had just been moved out, was instantly shoved back into the "Retard" category. The phone had automatically captured the keyword... Tang!

"Troll successful, Retard plus one!!!"

Right on cue, Ye Cheng's modified commoner's phone played a reward notification sound, announcing that Tang Yuyao had successfully been turned into a retard!

Ye Cheng: "..."

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Visibly, Tang Yuyao turned bright red. Disregarding whether they were in a hospital or a public place, she lunged at Ye Cheng and bit right onto his head!

"You're the retard!!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"