The Head Maid came out of the villa, leading a group of people back to the school gate to transport the rest of the things they hadn't finished moving earlier.
Because the items were quite important, all things Xia Tongxin would need to use, the Head Maid needed to personally go over to keep an eye on them and arrange their storage locations for convenient future use.
This trip was the last one. Once the moving was done, they could start organizing the house. They should be able to clean up the villa before dark.
As for Xia Tongxin, it was already time for a good baby's midday nap. She had eaten a little and fallen asleep. It would probably be another hour before she woke up, which was the perfect time to tidy up the house.
The Head Maid was planning the subsequent tasks when she suddenly saw a group of people coming down the road ahead. They were dressed almost exactly like them—clearly not students from the school, wearing all black instead of school uniforms.
At the same time, everyone was carrying several boxes in their hands. The person at the very front was the most exaggerated; you couldn't even see the person anymore, only half of their body.
Iced Black... Tea?
Seeing the text on the boxes clearly, a look of astonishment appeared on the Head Maid's face. For some reason, Ye Cheng's image subconsciously surfaced in her mind.
After all... this stuff was practically tied to a certain guy who acted like a crazy bullfrog.
It was hard not to think of him.
Hurry up, put some back into it!
You all act like you haven't eaten. Can't even handle this little bit of stuff? Panting after just two steps...
Hearing the familiar voice, the Head Maid's pupils shrank, her gaze locking onto the person at the very front carrying a mountain-high pile of drinks.
It was that guy!
Ye Cheng's rabbit suit had been stripped off, so the Head Maid didn't recognize him at first. After all, Ye Cheng was now wearing a suit and tie... looking a bit too serious, which the Head Maid wasn't quite used to.
Finally, seeing the two packets of spicy strips sticking out of Ye Cheng's pants pocket confirmed it.
There was no mistaking it, it was this guy.
The Head Maid walked steadily toward Ye Cheng, wanting to discuss some matters with him regarding their young miss.
Not only can I walk, I can also run, I can even do a big jump, and I can also...
Ye Cheng suddenly accelerated for no reason. The Head Maid's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly stepped back to dodge. But Ye Cheng seemed to have turned on a navigation system, chasing after her relentlessly. The Head Maid dodged to the left, and Ye Cheng hopped over to the left. The Head Maid dodged to the right, and Ye Cheng did a big jump right back over.
Finally, the Head Maid simply stopped moving, and as a result, Ye Cheng crashed right into her.
Head Maid: ...
Bang!
This guy seems to be my kryptonite?
Before losing consciousness, this was the last thought in the Head Maid's mind.
The Head Maid had lived for over twenty years, and she hadn't suffered as many losses in her entire life as she had at the hands of Ye Cheng in just these past few days. If this wasn't a natural counter to her, what was?
After this time, she definitely had to go find a fortune teller to see if her destiny clashed with a certain guy's...
The boxes scattered on the ground, tumbling every which way, and quite a few bottles of iced black tea fell out of them. The Head Maid was quite unlucky; the topmost box Ye Cheng was carrying smashed squarely onto her head.
The poor Head Maid was smashed into a Tom and Jerry meme expression.
She collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
Ye Cheng: ...
The surrounding crowd: ...
Hospital.
Beep beep beep...
The crisp sound of electronic instruments rang out. The Head Maid lay on the hospital bed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, looking around in confusion.
Why was she here?
Wasn't she at...
Hiss, it hurts.
What was she doing again?
The moment the Head Maid tried to think and focus her attention, her head started to ache.
Footsteps echoed from the corridor outside. Hearing the noise, the Head Maid hurriedly lay back down, closed her eyes, and reverted to her previous unconscious state, lying quietly on the bed.
Click.
Ye Cheng came in from outside holding a boxed lunch. He was gnawing on a scallion pancake in his hand, with a bottle of iced black tea stuffed into his pants pocket, looking exactly like a total loser.
However, because Ye Cheng's outfit cost nearly seven figures, and he looked far too authoritative, it was impossible to associate him with a loser. There was an inexplicable sense of incongruity, a strong feeling of disconnect.
Ye Cheng glanced at the Head Maid lying on the bed, who hadn't woken up yet, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
That's not right, she should be awake by now...
Ye Cheng had a wide range of hobbies, so it was perfectly normal for him to know a little bit of medicine. He knew a little about both traditional Chinese and Western medicine. Based on his diagnosis just now... the Head Maid was definitely a woman.
Hmm.
Well, actually, just by looking at the fluctuation frequency on the heart rate monitor, he could calculate that the Head Maid should wake up within half an hour, with no more margin of error than that.
It was exactly noon. Ye Cheng calculated the time, went out to buy some food, and figured he would be back just in time. While he was at it, he ran back to his apartment to grab his tools to heavily modify his phone.
Glancing at the very steady heart rate monitor, Ye Cheng withdrew his gaze.
The heart rate monitor was steady, which meant one of two possibilities: she was still sleeping, or she was already awake. As for which one it was... Ye Cheng didn't care. Anyway, he probably couldn't leave before she woke up.
Originally, the other little maids from Xia Tongxin's family were here taking care of the Head Maid. Since the Head Maid was their big sister, the younger maids were naturally very anxious when something happened to her.
Earlier, a little maid had stayed by the side with Ye Cheng to watch over the Head Maid, while also monitoring Ye Cheng for any ulterior motives. However... she found Ye Cheng too good-looking, which led her to keep sneaking peeks at him, completely forgetting about her big sister's situation.
Before Ye Cheng went to buy food, she received a call and seemed to have some business to attend to, so she left. Before leaving, she even asked Ye Cheng to take good care of their sister...
Ye Cheng nodded and promised nicely, but turned around and ran off to buy food, taking the opportunity to return to his apartment to grab his Brother Cheng's wonderful little gadgets to modify his phone.
Ye Cheng sat down with his back to the Head Maid and started unbuttoning his clothes...
The Head Maid lying on the hospital bed saw this scene, and her heart rate immediately spiked—the kind of wild spiking.
What was this guy trying to do!!!
The Head Maid seemed to think of something unsavory and became a bit agitated. Over on Ye Cheng's side, he was already done, having unfastened the buttons on his clothes.
Underneath the formal suit and leather shoes was a hardcore industrial style.
Screwdrivers, a miniature soldering iron, screws, a heat gun, wrenches...
The contents of an entire toolbox were simply worn on Ye Cheng's body. This industrial-style inner wear was also heavily modified by Ye Cheng himself. It took some time, after all, to collect all the tools used for dismantling mobile phone components on the market...
Alright, time to get to work.
Ye Cheng pulled out his heavily modified commoner phone, then took out the latest model of the Fruit phone that Tang Yuyao had just bought. Placing the two phones on the stool, Ye Cheng skillfully reached into his clothes, pulled out a small teardown screwdriver, and began to remove the casing...
Next, he used a heat gun to blow on the back cover of the phone. When the adhesive inside had almost melted, he used a suction separator to remove the back cover...
Ye Cheng's technique was extremely professional, without a single flaw. The Head Maid lying on the hospital bed had a great vantage point and could see his every move clearly.
Although... she didn't understand phones, she could tell Ye Cheng was very professional and quite impressive.
This guy actually knows how to fix phones?
Over the next half hour, Ye Cheng successfully turned his commoner phone into an elite phone, though it was still heavily modded.
Sure enough, only things modified by his own hands gave him peace of mind!
Phew.
Although it was difficult, he still managed to pull it off. Ye Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of joy as he rubbed his hands together like a scheming fly.
He pressed and held the power button!
Power on!
America has Fruit, Dragon Country has Pineapple. Pineapple Phone! A shocking startup prompt echoed through the room.
Head Maid: ...
Ye Cheng happily fiddled with his heavily modded elite phone, smoothly scrolling through a couple of mindless short videos.
Mhm, as expected of me! Ye Cheng's mouth curled up into a wild grin.
Head Maid: ...
This guy is so shameless.
Click!
The Head Maid, lying on the bed and secretly watching Ye Cheng with a speechless expression, suddenly heard the clicking sound of a camera shutter in the room. Ye Cheng's raised phone had, at some unknown point, switched from the mindless short video interface to the camera app.
It captured a crystal-clear shot of the Head Maid lying on the hospital bed, peeking at him.
Heh, woman, you dare to peek at me? Your clumsy acting has nowhere to hide! Ye Cheng instantly channeled his inner Crooked-Mouth Dragon King. His lips curled up wildly, looking like he had seen through everything, and he performed a backflip right before the Head Maid's shocked eyes.
Holding up the phone and pointing at the photo, he caught her red-handed!
Head Maid: ...
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
