The Seed of Guilt in the President's Heart, the Harem Turmoil +1 Ignites

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The crisp sound of electronic instruments echoed in the room, as if the pause button had been pressed. The only obvious sound was Xia Tongxin outside in the corridor, still screaming her lungs out like a ghost.

"Damn it, boo hoo... you vicious woman, boo hoo..." Xia Tongxin cried, her face covered in snot and tears, accusing Dongfang Zhixia of being "cruel."

The little maid standing nearby remained silent. She had only been away for a short while, so how did her young miss end up being bullied like this?

A vicious woman?

Just what kind of unfair treatment had her young miss suffered?

Unfortunately, no matter how the little maid asked, Xia Tongxin kept her mouth shut about what had happened earlier, only repeatedly calling Dongfang Zhixia a vicious woman.

It was too humiliating! She absolutely could not let anyone else know that she had been tricked by this vicious woman!

Unfortunately, poor Xia Tongxin still didn't know that the three people inside the room had heard everything clearly. From her initial disdain and anger, to her probing questions, begging, longing, and sincerity, all the way to her final breakdown and crying after realizing she had been fooled—they heard it all.

Her dignity was already completely gone.

Hearing these pitiful cries, the head maid, who had been forcibly frozen in the room for a long time, finally couldn't hold back anymore. She quickly left the room and ran over to comfort her young miss.

Just like that, Ye Cheng lost his last "comrade-in-arms."

Next, he would have to face the two eldest young misses all by himself. If he failed, he would just have to honestly restart his life.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Well then... the show must go on.

"Cough, cough..." An incredibly "weak" coughing sound came once again. Compared to the strong cough from just now, this one was obviously much weaker.

The cough just now was to prevent the two young misses from fighting. They were getting anxious. What if he coughed too softly, they didn't hear it, and actually started fighting in the heat of the moment?

Did he still want to live?!

The heart rate monitor next to him, which Ye Cheng had "forcibly controlled" for half the day, finally regained its "freedom" and began to fluctuate according to a normal heartbeat frequency.

Seeing Ye Cheng in this state, the anger that Dongfang Zhixia had been building up outside for half the day instantly dissipated. In the end, she merely snorted coldly, glared at Shen Qinghan, and walked toward the hospital bed where Ye Cheng was.

She had watched the surveillance footage.

Of course, not the hospital's surveillance, but the surveillance at the villa. She saw with her own eyes that Ye Cheng had ended up like this because he was protecting the little secretary. As for what exactly happened inside the room, Dongfang Zhixia still wasn't very clear.

After all, it was the place where she lived. Dongfang Zhixia didn't have a fetish for being peeked at, so she didn't install cameras inside the house, only outside.

She saw the whole process of Ye Cheng flipping inside and then "flying out."

There was only a gap of a few minutes in between. Dongfang Zhixia still didn't know what happened inside, but none of that mattered now. The people were already lying in the hospital—both of them. Who else could be blamed?

She could only blame herself for not keeping an eye on those two. An idiot and a jerk had gotten together.

Sigh...

After watching the villa's surveillance footage, Dongfang Zhixia had already ordered it to be sealed. If it leaked out and other people found out, the logistics department would face a massive overhaul, and everyone would be fired.

The "other people" here naturally referred to the Eldest Miss.

Faintly, Dongfang Zhixia had a premonition that the fault for things turning out this way likely lay with their family's idiot, and Ye Cheng was just the one who got dragged into it.

If that was the case, the surveillance footage could not be seen by Shen Qinghan, otherwise a certain problem child would seek crazy revenge...

After knowing her for so many years, Dongfang Zhixia knew better than anyone just how petty the Eldest Miss could be. She was quite scheming. Although the truth hadn't been revealed yet, to be on the safe side, Dongfang Zhixia still chose to seal it.

By doing this, in a way, it was "wronging" Ye Cheng.

After all, if the Eldest Miss saw the surveillance footage here, she would definitely take revenge on the little secretary. Dongfang Zhixia could only choose a compromise and temporarily "hide" it.

There is no wall in the world that doesn't leak wind. Dongfang Zhixia knew this very well; it was only a matter of time before Shen Qinghan found out.

But that would be a matter for later. It absolutely couldn't be now, when tempers were flaring the most...

Silently, a seed of guilt was planted in Dongfang Zhixia's heart. This seed would sprout at some point in the future, and then...

After Ye Cheng coughed once, there was no further movement, and the room once again fell into silence.

It wasn't that he wasn't waking up; he was waking up slowly, gradually, rhythmically...

In short, he couldn't wake up just yet. He still needed to think, to wait for the emotions to brew a bit more.

Ye Cheng pondered. The way he looked now was already miserable enough. All he needed to do next was let the two young misses clearly see how miserable he was, soften their hearts, and finally fish in troubled waters to gloss over this whole incident.

He absolutely could not let the two young misses know that he ended up in this ghastly state because he was playing around with a wheelchair, otherwise...

Little bear biscuits, beef meatballs, minced meat, sinking into the river... He would have to choose one of these many "limited-time CGs" to unlock, the kind where not unlocking one wasn't an option.

Wasn't it just playing the victim?

He was familiar with this!

After all, he had been an orphan for so many years. Naturally, he remembered his identity as a vulnerable group by heart. If necessary, he could use it to start an account and become an internet celebrity to make a living. Shouting on a mic wouldn't be out of the question either, he could even use magic to counter-attack and eat some...

Ahem, that last one wasn't recommended. It was too risky for the account, practically an evil cultivation technique, and it relied heavily on having a "mom." Fortunately, Ye Cheng had no mom; he possessed the innate physique of the Internet of Things. This move couldn't be considered an evil technique for him, but rather a "professional match."

What is talent?

This is talent.

Just when the conflict between the two young misses was about to escalate, he would step forward with a "silencing heavy strike" to interrupt their casting. It was quite despicable, but it worked every time!

So what if it was despicable?

Despicable was exactly what was needed!

"I won't bicker with you about what happened before, but if you cross the line again later, don't blame me," Dongfang Zhixia's chest heaved as she narrowed her eyes and warned the Eldest Miss in front of her.

Shen Qinghan's phone hadn't hung up yet, but there was no sound coming from it. On the other end of the line, Wang Fugui was already sweating bullets. This voice was too familiar!

Why did that fierce little girl from the Dongfang family go over there too?

What kind of fuss was this?

What exactly happened at the hospital?

Who was lying in there?

Listening to the voices of the two young misses on the phone, it sounded like they were fighting over this person?

Wasn't this a mess...

Wait?

Fighting?

The two of them... it couldn't be that succubus, could it?!

Wang Fugui, who came from the criminal investigation squad, deduced the situation in the hospital after just a few brief exchanges. His ability was quite terrifying. It was no wonder he sat in the top position; he was no pushover.

He was a kept man.

Even though he was a kept man, he still needed to have ability. Otherwise, even if given the opportunity, he wouldn't be able to grasp it. Being a successful kept man was also part of one's ability!

"Give the phone to them," Shen Qinghan said calmly.

Happiness came a bit too suddenly. Wang Fugui realized what was happening, hurriedly expressed his thanks, and then returned the phone to Niu Fen. After a few brief words, Niu Fen brought the phone over to his "kind old mother."

"Do as he says." Shen Qinghan only had this short sentence. After speaking, he hung up the phone. On the other end of the line, the dorm auntie looked completely bewildered, not even having had the chance to say a couple of words to her young master.

Ugh...

She slapped her thigh in sheer frustration!

Soon, things got "lively" outside as people gradually began to withdraw and clear out...

Outside the hospital.

Wang Fugui stood downstairs, his brows tightly furrowed as if pondering something. He paced back and forth, seemingly facing a situation even thornier than the one before.

Gritting his teeth.

Screw it!

"Don't blame me for using such underhanded methods, little sister. Your Brother Fugui is just helping you see this scumbag's true colors so you won't stay stubbornly blind to the truth. Brother Fugui is doing this for your own good..."

After thinking it over and over, Wang Fugui finally decided to ruthlessly sell out a certain scumbag currently lying in the hospital!

Beep, beep, beep...

"Hello, Brother Fugui, what's up?" Tang Shouye's slightly puzzled voice came through the phone.

Wang Fugui was silent at first, then looked up at a certain window of the hospital. "Bro, there's something I really don't know how to tell you, sigh..."