Older leftover women are the most voracious The 'bomb' about to detonate in the Dongfang family…

The hospital, at a corner of the corridor.

Shen Qinghan stood at the corner, holding her phone. Hearing the blustering voice of a certain naturally evil old hag on the phone, her facial expression remained calm.

"Alala~~~ Little Hanhan, you are indeed anxious, aren't you?"

"Not speaking means you admit it, right?"

"If I remember correctly, Little Hanhan, you seemed to say it was some kind of classmate relationship before..."

Hearing this, the eldest miss, who had been silent for quite a while, finally spoke. As if a certain keyword had been triggered, she began to prove herself, giving the corresponding reaction!

"Yes, just classmates," Shen Qinghan's cold and clear voice transmitted accurately from this end of the phone to the other.

Du Wanyi: "..."

A heavy blow of silence fell, hard-controlling Du Wanyi for half a minute. After a long half-minute of quiet, Du Wanyi finally spoke again.

"Little Hanhan, Mom knows a very good hairstylist here. Do you want to come back and dye your hair or something?"

Shen Qinghan frowned, a hint of confusion appearing in her eyes. "Why dye my hair?"

"I won't dye it, it damages the hair."

Questioning first and then refusing, like a pre-programmed computer script, stepping through one by one, not even giving Du Wanyi a chance to interrupt.

"Relax, it won't damage your hair. Besides, Mom thinks you'll look incredibly beautiful after dyeing it. You'll look like a very, very famous, household-name character!"

Du Wanyi spoke with great fascination, sounding as if it were true. After a moment of silence, Shen Qinghan continued to ask.

"Who?"

Although she was already immune to the harassment of a certain naturally evil old hag, such a question was attractive. Du Wanyi always had a way to pose questions that could hook the eldest miss.

"Oh, who it is isn't important. What's important is the blonde hair. Think about it, Little Hanhan, how pretty a head full of little blonde hair would be, how stylish! People would think you're a foreigner..."

Blonde hair?

Why does it have to be blonde?

As the naturally evil old hag babbled on, the question marks in the eldest miss's head multiplied. What exact frequency was mismatched here? Why could she still not understand what this old hag was talking about?

Clack, clack, clack!

Du Wanyi's voice was still going on over the phone. At this end of the corridor, Shen Qinghan heard a very abrupt sound of high heels, moving quickly from far to near!

Shen Qinghan looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Tang Yuyao, who seemed to have some urgent matter, hurrying toward her like she was fleeing. The other party kept her head down as she walked.

She looked very absent-minded.

Hm?

Arriving at the corner, Tang Yuyao was about to go downstairs when she suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on her. Her body stiffened. Slowly raising her head, she found a pair of pitch-black eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Tang Yuyao's heart, which had been pounding wildly just a moment ago, stopped... Oh no, it felt like a heart attack!

It felt like being a thief who had just returned fully loaded from the homeowner's house, only to turn around and bump right into the homeowner. Talk about bad luck! She should have taken the fire escape!

"I have some matters at home so I'll head back first. That kid looks to be in good spirits. He'll probably be fine in a few days, so you don't need to worry too much..."

In order to make herself look a bit more natural, Tang Yuyao proactively started chatting with the eldest miss who was still on the phone. This quickly dispelled Shen Qinghan's doubts. Shen Qinghan nodded and withdrew her gaze.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Tang Yuyao prepared to leave.

Great, I bluffed my way through!

"Little Hanhan, how come I hear another woman's voice on your end?" Du Wanyi's puzzled voice came through the phone. Even in earpiece mode, it couldn't block Du Wanyi's vigorous and rich voice.

"Mm, an acquaintance," Shen Qinghan nodded.

"A doctor from the school. She knows that idiot and dropped by to take a look."

Explaining Tang Yuyao's identity in just a few words, Du Wanyi didn't speak for a long while on the other end, seemingly trying to identify something before quickly confirming it.

"Is that Yuyao?" Du Wanyi spoke tentatively, locking onto Tang Yuyao's identity.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Seeing that she had been recognized, Tang Yuyao braced herself and spoke, "Haha, yes, Sister Du, long time no see."

Tang Yuyao's seniority in the family generation was quite high, but because she was born relatively late, she was very young—at least much younger compared to her generational peers. Her generational peers were of Du Wanyi's generation.

While Du was thirty-seven or thirty-eight, Tang Yuyao was only twenty-six or twenty-seven. She was over ten years younger, almost a full zodiac cycle apart. Calling her Auntie would make her seem too old, but calling her Sister felt a bit weird?

Coupled with the respective stances of the Tang and Du families, they weren't that close; they could only be said to know each other.

Even Du Wanyi subconsciously kept her distance regarding this point. Otherwise, she wouldn't have started with Yuyao, Yuyao and would have instead opened her mouth with a nickname like Little Yaoyao.

"Yuyao, how did you end up being a doctor in a school? Oh wait... you were originally a doctor, right?"

Du Wanyi's self-questioning and answering rendered Tang Yuyao speechless.

What did she mean by originally a doctor?

Don't add that question mark, okay? She is a doctor!

At most, she was just a bit of a slacker. How could lying flat for a while strip her of her qualifications as a doctor?

This was too much!

"Yuyao, how do you know Little Chengcheng?" Du Wanyi suddenly changed the subject. Tang Yuyao's heart instantly leaped into her throat, skipping a beat.

Oh crap!

"About that, I think it was on the first day of school. Qinghan sprained her ankle and was carried to my place by that boy. Look, Qinghan is right here, Sister Du, you can just ask her."

Tang Yuyao pouted her lips, gesturing toward Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan sighed and nodded at Tang Yuyao, giving her a look that said, you go first, I'll handle this.

"If you want to call to catch up, do it yourself. I have things to do here and no time to chit-chat with you." Shen Qinghan's tone was indifferent, delivering a heavy verbal punch to Mrs. Du on the other end of the phone.

"Little Hanhan, do you know how hurtful it is when you talk like that? Forgetting your mother once you have a boyfriend, boo-hoo-hoo..."

"He's a classmate," Shen Qinghan corrected.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Du Wanyi: "..."

"Damn it, you stubborn blonde loser! I'm going to dye your hair blonde!" Du Wanyi's furious voice came from the other end of the phone, on the verge of entering a state of extreme rage.

Shen Qinghan: "..."

Blonde?

So that's what it meant...

Shen Qinghan only now understood why a certain naturally evil old hag had told her to dye her hair blonde earlier. So she was actually mocking her?

Heh...

Blonde, loser, stubborn...?

Tang Yuyao: "???"

What in the world is all this? What exactly are these two, mother and daughter, talking about? Is there even a single normal person here?

Seeing that the situation was turning weird, Tang Yuyao hurriedly slipped away. Before leaving, she greeted the eldest miss to indicate her departure, and Shen Qinghan nodded.

Click, clack, click, clack. The sound of high heels gradually faded away. Tang Yuyao went down the stairs and disappeared from Shen Qinghan's sight, while the confrontation between the eldest miss and Mrs. Du entered a scorching state.

Suddenly, Du Wanyi's voice on the other end of the phone became sneaky, giving off a strong thief-like vibe.

"Shh, Little Hanhan, has she left yet?" Du Wanyi looked so sneaky that if Shen Qinghan hadn't held the phone close enough, she wouldn't have heard what she was whispering about.

Shen Qinghan: "..."

"What do you want to say? I'll give you three more minutes at most. After three minutes, I'm hanging up," Shen Qinghan said calmly, issuing a final ultimatum to a certain evil older woman.

"It's good that she left. Little Hanhan, let me tell you, as someone with experience, an older leftover woman like Yuyao is the most ruthless when making a move in the dark!" Du Wanyi said.

Shen Qinghan: "???"

What on earth was this person talking about?

"Hey, Little Hanhan, did you know? Yuyao is almost twenty-seven. She's the older leftover woman of the Tang family, an old maid. She's been single for so many years that her eyes turn green with hunger when she sees a man, you know?"

"Little Chengcheng is so excellent, who knows, he might have already been targeted. You need to be careful, these older leftover women are the most vicious when stealing a bite!"

"Little Hanhan, you wouldn't want..."

"Beep, beep, beep!"

Before Du Wanyi could finish, the eldest miss hung up the phone directly.

"Idiot." A trace of helplessness flashed in Shen Qinghan's eyes. After hanging up, she put her phone away, returned to the hospital room, and prepared to continue staring unblinkingly at Ye Cheng...

Meanwhile.

The Shen family mansion.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Little Hanhan, you..." Looking at the black screen of the phone, Du Wanyi fell silent. She had been hung up on again.

Every time the eldest miss's durability reached its limit, this would happen—hanging up without warning, an outburst... By the same logic, finally breaking down while catching dolls at the arcade was the exact same principle.

Every failure chipped away at the eldest miss's durability, and once it was gone, she would explode.

However, the eldest miss had now escaped the bitter sea of the claw machines, forcibly rehabilitated by Ye Cheng on that particular afternoon... Looking at the mountain of plushies, she witnessed the gap in skill between people and accepted the fact that her skills were inferior.

Catching dolls was fun... but she was never playing it again.

"It can't be, right? After all, there's almost a whole twelve-year zodiac cycle difference in their ages..." Du Wanyi rubbed her smooth chin, her eyes turning wise as she seemed to be pondering something.

"No, these older leftover women are way too thirsty. Little Hanhan might not be her match. She can't even beat that naturally evil brat from the Dongfang family, and there's also some childhood friend camping out as a sneaky snake..."

To keep the eldest miss from being lonely, Du Wanyi was going crazy. Whenever she saw a reasonably attractive woman appear around Ye Cheng, she got suspicious, feeling like they were trying to snatch her Little Hanhan's man.

Sure enough, she had to step in herself!

"Little Hanhan, you'll just have to let Mama-chan give you a few more kisses in the future to show your gratitude..."

Du Wanyi grinned, immersing herself in the beautiful fantasy of kissing her daughter, who knows what she was blindly plotting again.

The matters regarding the Dongfang family were already prepared; soon she could deliver a fierce elbow strike to a certain naturally evil brat of the Dongfang family!

Once the most troublesome one was dealt with, the rest... would be nothing to fear!

Classmates? Let them be classmates. Du Wanyi had figured it out. Even when her Little Hanhan's belly bulged with a big bump, she would probably still be stubbornly insisting that they were just classmates, just classmates...

"That damn tsundere losing golden retriever! I, your mother, will personally..." Du Wanyi wore a face full of justice!

...

Da Hai City, the Dongfang family!

Dongfang Zhan and his wife sat in the living room, looking at the documents placed before them with tightly furrowed brows. The atmosphere seemed somewhat heavy.

"Husband, should we transfer her to another school?" Su Su's tone was grave.

In her hands were detailed files concerning Ye Cheng, as well as... the process of how their precious daughter was bewitched and gradually lost herself.