Ohayoo Natsuka Miss, You're an Idiot, Black-Hearted... Hamster Resurrection Plan

The Head Maid was dressed in casual black clothes and sneakers. Her shoulder-length short hair was tied up into a small ponytail. She wore a baseball cap on her head and a black mask over her face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Soon, the Head Maid stopped at the entrance of the hospital. She took a glance and walked in, carrying the things she had bought.

Tap, tap, tap...

In the corridor, when passing one of the wards, the Head Maid subconsciously slowed her pace and looked into the room. The room was densely packed with people.

It was the ward where the Little Secretary was staying.

The Head Maid quickly withdrew her gaze and continued along her planned route. Soon, another sobbing sound came over—a rather stubborn kind of crying.

It felt roughly like when a disobedient child gets spanked by their parents, locks themselves in their room, and is forced out when it's time to eat, tearfully eating only plain white rice as a silent protest to express their dissatisfaction.

This caught the attention of the naturally suspicious Head Maid. She glanced toward the stairwell and saw a chubby little boy hugging a pack of tissues and crying, with some small snacks placed beside him.

The Head Maid: "..."

It truly was a display of biological diversity. In the few days she had been in Dahai City, her worldview had been continually refreshed several times.

The forest is big and has all kinds of birds. You might think the person in front of you is mentally challenged?

In reality, this person is an absolute genius misunderstood by those around him, with just slightly eccentric behavior.

You might think the person in front of you is an autistic child?

In reality, she is a two-faced, cold-hearted mafia princess, and her autism is just an act...

Or take this for example... you might think this chubby little boy in front of you isn't smart?

In reality... he actually isn't.

The Head Maid gave the youngest son, who was squatting alone in the corridor mixing "white and red" drinks, a look that said "I worry for your IQ." She then carried her things and left, continuing toward her intended room.

As for the youngest son, he was still immersed in his lonely world of pain. It hurt, it just hurt too much. Gulp, gulp, gulp... he swallowed a huge mouthful of the white stuff... Sprite.

Sure enough, this is the true essence of a man!

"Tang Xiaobao, well well. I was wondering why I couldn't find you. Hiding here to eat, huh? And drinking carbonated beverages again!"

A voice that struck fear into the very soul rang out. Li Juan appeared in the corridor, sweat on her forehead and a terrifyingly fierce look in her eyes. It seemed she was extremely angry.

She had been searching for him until she was sweating profusely, and what did she find? Him hiding here, secretly eating?

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Ahhh!!!"

The youngest son's miserable screams echoed from the stairwell into the corridor and reached the ears of the Head Maid, who had already arrived at the ward's door. The Head Maid subconsciously turned her head to take a look.

"What was that sound?"

A hint of confusion appeared in the Head Maid's eyes, but she quickly snapped back to reality. Putting away her stray thoughts, she took a deep breath, prepared to knock on the door, and then...

"Where's the door?"

The Head Maid fell silent. The door to the ward in front of her was wide open. Inside, only Ye Cheng was left, rubbing his round belly with one hand and holding his phone with the other, watching brain-dead short videos.

Hearing the noise at the door, Ye Cheng turned his head and glanced over: "Ohayo Xiaxia, you're here."

The Head Maid: "..."

This guy...

The Head Maid's expression stiffened. She had prepared a whole bunch of speeches for when she faced the fierce mafia princess, only to find that they were useless upon arrival. The person was gone, and this guy was just sitting there glued to his phone.

If she had known, she would have just sent a message before coming over.

Because of the previous incident where Ye Cheng's phone was picked up by her Eldest Miss, leading to a direct confrontation, the Head Maid had lingering fears. She had kept her guard up, afraid that if she sent a message, the person replying wouldn't be Ye Cheng.

That would have been a fun mess.

The Head Maid still clearly remembered how fiercely protective that mafia princess had been over her "food." She certainly didn't have three heads to risk offending the other party.

Even their own young lady, this fierce river-crossing... dairy cow, had been pinned firmly to the ground. Let alone anyone else, especially when facing a top-tier gang leader like the Eldest Miss.

"Where is she?" The Head Maid put down the things in her hands, placed her cap on the bedside table, and reached up to gently unhook the black mask from her ears. Her delicate and beautiful face was revealed as she sat down in the seat previously occupied by the Eldest Miss.

With Mother Tang's previous incident as a precedent, Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw someone sitting in the Eldest Miss's seat. He hurriedly said, "Xiaxia, sit somewhere else. That spot belongs to the Eldest Miss."

The Head Maid: "..."

When a person is truly speechless, they really do just laugh.

The Head Maid was genuinely amused by Ye Cheng's reaction. Was it really necessary? Could it be that just sitting in a certain mafia princess's seat would bring retaliation?

Ridiculous, how could that be possible... wait, it is possible!

The Head Maid swallowed her overly confident words. Based on her current assessment of the Eldest Miss, it might actually happen. Withdrawn and aloof people usually have mysophobia—both physically and mentally. She might really retaliate against her just over a seat.

The Head Maid: "..."

What an awful mafia princess.

In a sense, their own young lady could also be considered a mafia princess, but... her vibe was vastly different from the other's. Theirs seemed like she had just been let out of kindergarten.

One was a domesticated kitty, and the other was an outdoor "lord of the mountain"... devouring their young lady in one bite.

The Head Maid: "..."

Ye Cheng patted the spot beside him: "Come on, Xiaxia, sit here."

The Head Maid: "???"

If she sat directly on the bed, she indeed wouldn't touch the Eldest Miss's seat, but... wouldn't the posture be too weird?

And wouldn't the distance between the two of them be too close?

The Head Maid didn't know what she subsequently imagined, but her face turned slightly red as she spat, "Get lost."

After looking around for a moment, she finally sat in the seat opposite the Eldest Miss's. That was originally where the President sat, but she had also been driven away by the Eldest Miss.

The Eldest Miss was the ultimate victor, the chosen powerhouse who survived the mad demon cave, it was just a pity she withdrew from the competition...

Ye Cheng wasn't polite at all: "You came to visit, why did you bring things? That's so embarrassing..."

After saying that, his two hands began rummaging through the things the Head Maid had brought, showing absolutely no sign of embarrassment.

The Head Maid: "..."

"Damn, why is it all health supplements? Couldn't you get some AD Calcium milk, iced black tea, or spicy strips? What am I supposed to eat? Xiaxia, you're fired!" After Ye Cheng finished inspecting the items the Head Maid brought, he instantly got angry.

These were all things that looked good but were useless. It felt like the kind of health products you could sell to the Head Maid when she got old. What was all this nonsense!

Ye Cheng solemnly announced that the Head Maid was fired!

"Fired? Fired from what?" The Head Maid looked at Ye Cheng speechlessly. She was already used to Ye Cheng's tone of speaking now. After all... knowing that Ye Cheng was a genius, she would subconsciously interpret his strange behaviors as having more meaning and think about them on a deeper level.

"Oh right, you're not the Hamster." Ye Cheng blinked, realizing that the Head Maid in front of him wasn't his "corporal."

Soul loss?

Ye Cheng frowned, searching his mind for descriptions related to soul loss syndrome. He quickly found them: there were traditional Chinese medicine methods, Western medicine methods, psychological methods, and traditional Chinese psychological methods...

Respectively, they corresponded to: traditional Chinese medicine slowly nourishing qi and blood, essence, qi, and spirit...

Western medicine using extracted drugs to target symptoms, with double-blind experiments being more scientific...

Psychology... forget it. Ye Cheng still leaned towards the type of psychologist more suited to the constitution of Dragon Country babies... in short, a fortune teller.

As it happened, he knew a little bit about fortune telling. However, he had encountered a bottleneck later on and hadn't delved any deeper into it. It seemed he needed to formally acknowledge a master or something to continue learning?

It was too troublesome, so Ye Cheng dropped it. A superficial understanding was enough.

Ye Cheng was thinking of waiting until the dead of night to cast a couple of hexagrams for his "Corporal Hamster." After all, there were too many people around right now, and he didn't want to act out those cliché scenes from son-in-law Dragon King novels.

The kind where it starts with, "You think you can save my daughter? Ridiculous! You're just a student, why should I believe you? Even..." Blah, blah, blah, a whole bunch of standard NPC dialogue, followed by taking two big slaps to the face before finally starting to show off.

Damn it, that was just too absurd.

But the problem was, reality might actually be like that. With a whole family's hearts in their throats, how could they allow someone to just mess around?

Actually, he had another name: Red Scarf!

The kind that does good deeds without leaving a name...

"Hamster? What does this have to do with a hamster?" Hearing the term "Hamster," the Head Maid's eyes grew even more confused, knowing that her and Ye Cheng's train of thought were no longer on the same frequency.

"It's nothing, Xiaxia. I'll introduce you to the Hamster later. The Hamster is very easy to bully, not very smart, and quite clumsy..." Ye Cheng blinked as he looked at the Head Maid.

But for some reason, when the Head Maid heard Ye Cheng describing this "Hamster," she inexplicably pictured her own young lady's silly, pink-haired appearance. It all matched up perfectly.

Easy to bully, not smart, clumsy...

Wasn't that exactly their young lady?

Head Maid: "..."

When their young lady called others demons, it might be an exaggeration, but calling Ye Cheng a demon was absolutely spot on. Ye Cheng was a true, bona fide demon!

The strong exist to ruthlessly humiliate the weak!

"Where is this Hamster you're talking about right now? Do you have a picture? Let me see," the Head Maid asked.

"A picture?" Ye Cheng was taken aback.

"I think I do, let me look..."

Then Ye Cheng dug out the photos he had taken while eating with the Little Secretary at the amusement park earlier. These photos were used to threaten the Little Secretary into keeping his secret; if she disobeyed, he would leak them, making it impossible for the Little Secretary to show her face in public ever again...

Heh heh heh, Hamster, you wouldn't want your young lady to know you sneaked out with me, would you?

That was roughly the plot.

"It's her?" The Head Maid's eyes widened. She remembered now. Although they had only met a few times, she still recognized the Little Secretary.

So the "Hamster" Ye Cheng was talking about was the girl who had been bullied by their young lady before. To be bullied by their young lady... she was indeed clumsy and not very smart.

"Yeah, you should have seen her at the amusement park before, Xiaxia, but she ran away at the time... I'll introduce you guys later. Right now, I need to cure the Hamster first." Ye Cheng rubbed his smooth chin.

The Head Maid frowned. Combining what Ye Cheng had said, she pieced together the whole story.

"The other injured person is her?" the Head Maid asked in shock.

Ye Cheng nodded. "Yeah, she's right in the ward next to the next to the next to mine... You should have seen it when you came over, Xiaxia. There were quite a few people."

The Head Maid paused, suddenly remembering that she had indeed seen such a scene on her way over.

"How do you know so clearly? Have you been there?" The Head Maid's eyes were filled with doubt. Wasn't Ye Cheng currently a patient who couldn't get out of bed after surgery?

How did he run over there?

Wouldn't he get chopped into mincemeat by those two eldest young ladies from just now?

"I haven't had time to go over yet. Do you see this?" Ye Cheng patted his bulging belly. It was very smooth and elastic, the kind where all his abs were completely gone.

Under the eldest young lady's repeated feedings, he had completely transformed into a stuffed shape...

The Head Maid curiously poked it. Hmm... it was soft and squishy.

It felt pretty good, let's poke it a couple more times...

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Smack!"

Ye Cheng slapped away the Head Maid's finger that was still poking him. "You have no manners at all. Haven't you heard that you shouldn't randomly touch a pregnant woman's belly?"

Head Maid: "..."

Is it possible that you are a man?

"Who did this to you?" the Head Maid asked subconsciously.

Ye Cheng shook his head and sighed, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle. "Better not to mention it."

"Then never mind," the Head Maid said decisively.

Ye Cheng: "???"

"Ahem, but seeing how much you're begging me, Xiaxia, I can reluctantly tell you. It was the eldest young lady. She's simply inhumane. I clearly told her I couldn't take it anymore, I just couldn't, but she insisted. Sigh..."

Head Maid: "???"

What on earth are you talking about? Is it what she's thinking right now?

Also, even if it really was that, didn't you two get your roles reversed?

There was too much to unpack here. The Head Maid didn't even know where to begin roasting him, but she could tell that Ye Cheng had purely just eaten too much.

"I already told her I couldn't eat anymore, but she still insisted on feeding me oranges. Sigh... Now look, even my breath smells like oranges," Ye Cheng shook his head, looking helpless.

At this moment, the Head Maid also noticed the trash can full of orange peels. A full... bucket of them!

All of them had been eaten by Ye Cheng!

Head Maid: "..."

In a sense, it did fit what Ye Cheng said... clearly saying no but ending up... It was just that his phrasing was a bit weird, and it was unclear whether Ye Cheng did it on purpose or by accident.

Or perhaps, intentionally by accident.

"Xiaxia, do me a favor," Ye Cheng suddenly said.

The Head Maid decisively replied, "No."

"You're pushing me too far! Don't force me to get on my knees and beg you." Ye Cheng spoke the softest words in the most ruthless tone.

Head Maid: "..."

A few minutes later.

The eldest young lady returned.

The Head Maid was nowhere to be seen. Seeing the large pile of supplements and things on the bedside table, Shen Qinghan looked at Ye Cheng and asked.

"Did someone come by just now?"

Ye Cheng blinked. "I don't know, I was asleep."

"Crack."

Ye Cheng: "..."

He felt... a sharp pain in his fingers.

"Eldest young lady, how can you read minds?" Ye Cheng was shocked.

He had just opened his mouth, and his cover was already blown. So the eldest young lady's Observation Haki had reached this level, huh?

Late at night.

Ye Cheng's ward was unusually quiet. The eldest young lady, who had been keeping watch all day, closed her eyes and lay on the edge of the bed, falling asleep as quietly as a kitten.

"Young Miss?"

"Young Miss, are you asleep? Give a squeak if you're asleep..."

"Young Miss, you're an idiot, a two-faced schemer, and a blockhead..."

"All clear!"

Ye Cheng's lips curled up wildly into a smug, crooked grin, instantly radiating the arrogant aura of a triumphant protagonist. He quietly slipped out of bed, ready to make his grand getaway. But the moment he turned his head...

"Where are you going?" Shen Qinghan had woken up at some unknown point. She was staring unblinkingly at Ye Cheng, and the two locked eyes in an awkward stare-down.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Holy crap!!!