Old Du’s Enemy The Wretched Loser… The Lady’s Amazing Little Gadget

Hospital.

At some inconspicuous corner, the eldest miss and a certain unreliable madam, who had just disappeared from the ward, were crouching one behind the other at the top of the stairs.

Underneath the eldest miss was a spread-out tissue to ensure her skirt wouldn't get dirty. Compared to the eldest miss, Du Wanyi was much more casual. Crouching there like a traitor, she had a sneaky look on her face, occasionally poking her head out to check left and right to see if anyone was coming.

Previously, when she had dragged Ye Cheng into the women's restroom to discuss important matters, they were eavesdropped on by the Little Green Tea who popped out of nowhere. Shouldn't they be a bit more careful now?

Little Hanhan, let me tell you, did you see that tea-scented Little Green Tea just now? Du Wanyi began to recall with a face full of hostility.

Shen Qinghan nodded.

Not only had she seen her, but they had also fought. The outcome was undecided, but judging by the situation just now, she barely had the upper hand.

What a hearty and fierce battle!

If it were anyone else, the eldest miss would have instantly defeated them. Only the physically strong Sister Lin could fight the eldest miss to a draw. Both sides felt they didn't gain an advantage; she was a very tricky opponent.

Du Wanyi nodded in satisfaction: As long as you saw her. Remember her face, she is the enemy of our old Du family!

Shen Qinghan: ...

Shen Qinghan looked at the inherently evil middle-aged woman in front of her with the look one gives an idiot. She didn't know how many times she had heard such words, nor did she know how many enemies their old Du family had by now.

She still remembered when she was in elementary school, after class, a certain middle-aged woman said she was hungry and wanted something to eat. She lined up to buy a scallion pancake, and then almost flipped the vendor's stall just because they put a little less ketchup, declaring... From now on, you are the enemy of our old Du family!

She had seen too many idiotic things like this. The eldest miss's immunity was already maxed out. Perhaps because she had seen too many of Madam Du's inhuman operations, the first time she saw Ye Cheng's weird behavior, she inexplicably felt a sense of closeness.

At least... she wouldn't reject him like others did, feeling like he was an alien or something.

Because she had always had a strange middle-aged woman by her side since she was little.

Perhaps this was what they meant by habit becoming second nature?

Shen Qinghan gave her an idiot-looking gaze and planned to leave. She must have lost her mind to actually believe this person's words.

Hey, hey, hey, Little Hanhan, don't go. What I'm saying is true, just let me finish, let me finish...

Madam Du, who was still relishing whether her speech just now was cool or not, saw the eldest miss about to run away and hastily came back to her senses. She hurriedly grabbed her with a pleading tone.

In the end, under Madam Du's shameless offensive, the eldest miss finally agreed to stay, planning to hear out this evil middle-aged woman before leaving.

Ahem, where was I just now?

Oh right, the enemy of our old Du family. Little Hanhan, our old Du family had many enemies in the past, but this time I guarantee, it's absolutely the most severe one we've encountered...

After a long-winded bureaucratic speech, Du Wanyi finally got to the point.

Little Hanhan, do you know who she is?

Shen Qinghan: ...

Correct answer, the enemy of our old Du family. Think again, what other identity does she have?

Even though the eldest miss didn't say a word, Du Wanyi didn't let the conversation die down at all. She kept talking on her own, hyping up the atmosphere as if there were an audience full of people below the stage.

As for the eldest miss... she still looked at the other party with the eyes of looking at an idiot, having already gotten used to it.

Without having to do anything, a certain middle-aged woman would not be able to bear the loneliness and would spill everything out.

Sure enough, just as the eldest miss expected, after a short while, Du Wanyi started to show her cards!

This hateful Little Green Tea is Little Chengcheng's childhood sweetheart, your biggest, well, second biggest rival. Little Hanhan, did you hear me clearly!

Answer me, look my eyes!!!

Du Wanyi widened her eyes, desperately wanting to see some unusual emotions in her Little Hanhan's eyes, like anxiety, worry, or fear... but there was absolutely nothing.

It was still very calm, without even a hint of surprise.

Du Wanyi: ...

That's not right, the script isn't written like this. Little Hanhan, you should be acting like you're facing a formidable enemy right now, with three parts worry, three parts fear, three parts urgency, and one part unwillingness in your eyes... and finally turn to me, Mama-chan, for help!

Du Wanyi broke down a bit. She had said so much, why wasn't there any reaction at all!

Her vivid and expressive performance, a combo of punches, dealt... 0 damage to the eldest miss.

Are you done? If you're done, I'm going back. Shen Qinghan sighed and spoke calmly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Du Wanyi: ...

You can't be like this, Little Hanhan. You already have the look of a losing dog. If you don't believe me, take a mirror and look, see if your hair is starting to turn yellow? Du Wanyi was extremely anxious.

Little Hanhan, did you already know the identity of this Little Green Tea? Du Wanyi persistently asked.

This time, the eldest miss finally did not keep silent.

I didn't know, but now I do. Shen Qinghan's answer was also very calm. She had read Ye Cheng's file before and learned a bit more later, but didn't dig any deeper.

For example... when a certain idiot was very young, there was a childhood sweetheart around him?

Or the illegitimate daughter of the Lin family's helmsman who was lost outside?

There were too many versions and different stories, but Shen Qinghan didn't care about these. Who Lin Baizhi was had absolutely nothing to do with her.

Right, Little Hanhan, now you know, you should act very angry. Even if you don't fight, at least show some attitude, like cursing her a few times. Come read after me, hateful Little Green Tea!

Du Wanyi gritted her teeth.

Shen Qinghan: Idiot.

Ah? That's not right, I said Little Green Tea, not idiot. Little Hanhan, you said it wrong. A big question mark appeared on Du Wanyi's head, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

Shen Qinghan stood up, bringing along the spread-out tissue she had laid on the floor, gently patted the dust off her body, walked down the stairs, and threw the tissue in her hand into the trash can.

I meant it wasn't her.

Her cold voice echoed in the corridor, leaving Du Wanyi alone still striking a pose there.

Not her?

Aren't there only two people here? If it's not the Little Green Tea, then...

Then it's me? Du Wanyi pointed at herself, realizing that the idiot her Little Hanhan just mentioned was referring to her.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Du Wanyi's cheeks puffed up, changing from a madam to a puffed-up mad madam.

Hateful bot, losing dog, version outcast, eavesdropping at the door...

Little Hanhan, you forced me to do this!

Du Wanyi had already given up on using normal methods to help her family's underdog win. She had no choice but to resort to somewhat underhanded tactics. Brother Doudou's previous efforts were still useful, and now...

Come out, my wonderful little wife inventions!

Du Wanyi gave a slightly tsundere snort. Instead of following them, she clapped her hands, flipped over, and jumped straight down the stairwell.

In a truly physical sense of "not taking the stairs and not taking the elevator," she landed swiftly!

She was heading home to get the medicine. Since Plan A didn't work, she could only resort to Plan B.

Take this, you detestable underdog!

Humming a tune that no one else could understand, Du Wanyi happily went home...

Meanwhile.

In the hospital corridor.

Tang Yuyao was pinching the little boy's chubby cheeks with both hands like dough, saying something with a "gentle" expression on her face.

Little Treasure, I think deducting one month of pocket money is still too little. Half a year's worth is much more fitting for you.

Of course, the one month or half a year here didn't refer to receiving, but deducting.

The little boy: ...

Please don't, Auntie! I'll behave well. Just give me another chance, and I'll definitely behave. Little Uncle will definitely...

Tang Yuyao: ???

Little Uncle?

With just one sentence, Tang Yuyao, a mature twenty-six or twenty-seven-year-old woman, was reduced to a pure and innocent girl again. Even her gaze wasn't as fierce as before. The sharp-eyed little boy realized he was heading in the right direction and instantly became excited!

Great! Auntie really did like that Bootlicker Brother lying on the hospital bed!

No, not Bootlicker Brother, it's Little Uncle!

The expression on the little boy's face became comical as he raised his eyebrows. Auntie, actually, the first time I saw Little Uncle, I was shocked. How could two people look so much like a married cou... mmph mmph mmph...

Before the little boy could finish, his mouth was suddenly covered.

Oh no, did his flattery hit the wrong spot?

The little boy was panicking to death when he suddenly realized that not far away, someone had appeared out of nowhere. A stunningly beautiful young woman with a cold and aloof temperament stood there. The little boy's mung-bean-sized eyes stared straight at her!

What a pretty older sister!

Shen Qinghan stood there, watching the two of them. Tang Yuyao's heart pounded wildly, her eyes full of panic and nervousness. She had no idea when the eldest miss had started standing there, how long she had been listening, or what she had heard!

Thump, thump, thump...

Tang Yuyao's heart raced as if she had been caught red-handed!

Step, step, step...

With light steps, the eldest miss walked over step by step.

Tang Yuyao: !!!