Intentional or Accidental Fate Has Made Its Choice, the President Launches a Fierce Assault

How did you end up catching a cold?

Su Su walked over from the side, holding a blanket in her hands. She gently draped it over Dongfang Zhan's shoulders, then swayed her hips as she sat down, picking up the conversation the couple had left unfinished.

Dongfang Zhan scratched his head, a hint of confusion in his eyes. Uh... I don't think so? I feel like I'm in pretty good shape.

So why did he sneeze out of nowhere? Could someone be thinking about him?

Dongfang Zhan wanted to dwell on this thought, but Su Su's voice interrupted his musings. Hubby, were you even listening to what I just said?

Su Su's expression was serious.

It had been a few hours since they returned from the hospital, and they hadn't closed their eyes once. They simply had no mood to sleep. Dongfang Zhan was clutching his aching lower back; he had just gotten bandaged up at the hospital.

That hit was way too ruthless. He felt like his internal organs had been rearranged. If he ever got physical again, he'd be a dog!

Su Su furrowed her delicate brows. Seeing her husband looking absent-minded and clearly zoning out, she reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his waist hard.

Hiss... Dongfang Zhan gasped in pain. He was about to say something but was silenced by his wife's dissatisfied and resentful glare.

Dongfang Zhan was speechless.

Fine, it was his fault.

Shooting her husband another glare, Su Su finally continued where she left off, reiterating the issue.

Dongfang Zhan frowned. Is it really that serious?

He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. Feeling his wife's death stare and seeing her fake smile, he found it terrifying. The meaning was obvious: Hubby, what do you think?

Ahem, well, yeah, it is pretty serious. Let's think of a solution, think of a solution... Dongfang Zhan turned into The Thinker on a Toilet, pondering a way out.

Su Su was speechless.

She sighed.

Hubby, I'm not joking with you. Zhi Xia is truly angry this time. You'll be crying when the time comes. Su Su sighed, her tone filled with helplessness.

How about we give that kid another sum of money as compensation and just call it even? Dongfang Zhan suggested tentatively.

Su Su was speechless.

Do you mean to say that after crossing the red line once, you want to cross it again?

Su Su rolled her eyes at Dongfang Zhan. This isn't about how much money it takes. The problem is that something isn't right about what happened today. Hubby, think about it carefully. Was there anything strange when the Demoness came looking for us earlier?

Dongfang Zhan frowned. Hasn't she always been strange?

Su Su was full of question marks.

That single sentence rendered Su Su completely silent.

Indeed, from the moment they met Du Wanyi, only the very first glance was normal. For the next ten-plus years, Du Wanyi had never been normal.

Ugh, that's not what I mean. I mean, what makes you think the Demoness would be kind enough to tell us about Zhi Xia? As Su Su spoke, she placed another set of documents she had prepared beforehand in front of Dongfang Zhan.

Dongfang Zhan picked up the documents and took a look.

Hmm?

Why is it this kid again?

Dongfang Zhan turned his head and glanced at his wife with a hint of confusion in his eyes, not understanding why he needed to look at something he had already seen. At Su Su's signaling gaze, he started reading.

His expression began to change, gradually shifting from confusion to shock, then to disbelief... and finally, a sudden realization!

The previous documents were tampered with!

Wait, no. If they were tampered with, then why did the ones we investigated ourselves...

Dongfang Zhan paused there, and Su Su nodded. Exactly, they were tampered with too. I had my eldest brother and his people look into this current set of documents. The local archives here in Dahai City have all been altered. Who do you think has that kind of capability?

Su Su wasn't a local of Dahai City; she was from the main family in Dajing City. After sensing something amiss here, she immediately called home and asked her brother to help investigate the records.

The results they found were completely different. There were two sets of yin and yang documents, and the one shown to them was fake!

It had been doctored by Du Wanyi!

But, honey, this doesn't seem quite normal either, does it? This kid has been slacking off and playing tricks since he was little, and he even went into the girls' restroom. His brain feels a bit...

The more Dongfang Zhan read, the stranger his expression became. He saw the shadow of a certain old acquaintance in Ye Cheng, and the more he read, the harder his fists clenched.

Whether it was the normal documents or the abnormal ones, tampered with or not, Ye Cheng's resume could not be called normal. It was absurdly bizarre, and the only bright spot was that his grades were relatively good.

First... in the whole school?

Dongfang Zhan was full of question marks.

This kid actually has some skills.

The documents previously altered by Du Wanyi only showed that Ye Cheng was quite studious and had relatively good grades, but they didn't mention exactly how good. Likewise, this was to prevent anyone from noticing any clues.

For the sake of her Daughter-chan, Mrs. Du had truly racked her brains. She personally arranged all the documents, and after altering them, she even had professionals evaluate whether there was anything unreasonable.

The professionals' evaluation... Ye Cheng's resume was already unreasonable to begin with, so she could change it however she pleased. No matter how she altered it, it couldn't get any weirder!

When it comes to reputation...!!!

Elementary school, middle school, high school—he was first in all of them. His ranking had never changed. He also had all sorts of skill certificates, like for a hands-on technology competition, a cat's cradle competition, a Rubik's cube competition... These competitions all shared one common trait: they offered prize money and provided free meals.

As for things like the Math Olympiad, because they didn't provide meals or prize money and only offered empty words of encouragement, Ye Cheng looked down on them and didn't go, causing the school teachers to slap their thighs in sheer frustration.

Wait, honey, are you sure this document is correct? Why does it look to me like this is the one that was tampered with? Dongfang Zhan stared at Su Su with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Compared to the previously altered documents, the absurdity of this set was even worse. Where did Ye Cheng get so many honorary titles?

Besides, if Ye Cheng was this fierce, how did he end up at our school?

Aren't all the good things supposed to be handed over to the state?

He was an obvious genius who had already surpassed the scope of ordinary elites. How could he possibly come to their school to be some special recruit?

Other top-tier schools in Dahai City, as well as those in Dajing City, as long as they were reputable, should have been free for Ye Cheng to choose from. How did he end up at their aristocratic school?

It was obviously unreasonable!

Dongfang Zhan's current shock and confusion were identical to Su Su's reactions when she first received these documents. They both suspected that this document was the fake one, or at least had been tampered with.

But... that was impossible. This information was the source material tracked down in Dajing City. It was guaranteed to be authentic!

In other words, Ye Cheng's life resume really was just that absurd.

Su Su didn't speak, just shaking her head slightly. She wasn't sure if it was true either, but she signaled with her eyes for her husband to keep reading. There was an even crazier part at the very end.

The last page was Ye Cheng's college entrance examination transcript. It was extremely detailed, much more so than the simple table Tang Shouye had found earlier—so detailed that his actual test papers were attached!

The final score was 744 across six subjects, with exactly one point deducted for each subject.

No more, no less... exactly one point each. He had perfectly solved all the most difficult finale questions, but unfortunately lost a single point on minor questions where it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

Missing a little bit was fine, but the terrifying part was that he missed exactly this little bit in every single subject.

Was it on purpose or by accident?

Or perhaps, intentionally accidental?

Dongfang Zhan stared at the test papers and documents in front of him, looking completely dumbfounded. He suddenly recalled the casual pleasantry he and his wife had used to open the conversation at the hospital earlier that day—what did they ask Ye Cheng about his college entrance exam score again?

Ye Cheng had modestly given a vague answer, merely saying it was over seven hundred. Neither of the couple had believed him; they had even felt a sense of disdain in their hearts and quickly bypassed the topic.

Without even giving themselves a chance to verify if Ye Cheng was lying, they had subconsciously determined that he was just that kind of person.

When did this step-by-step guidance begin?

This... misleading guidance?

It started the day Du Wanyi came over. The couple had planted a seed of malice in their hearts toward this young man they had never even met. How did the saying go again?

Oh, right. When the human heart is dirty, everything it sees is dirty.

The couple felt as if their faces had been slapped repeatedly, burning with pain and an inexplicable sense of shame. They were the ones who had been aggressive, and they were the ones who had pretended to be magnanimous...

A long silence filled the hall. Neither husband nor wife spoke, but they both understood something.

Husband, what do we do now? Su Su spoke up, breaking the silence first.

Dongfang Zhan sighed and put away the documents in his hands. Let's invite the kid over for dinner someday. It's better to clear the air. As for our daughter...

I'll handle it, Su Su offered.

Some things were better said by her as a mother. Moreover, as the head of the Dongfang family, he had to maintain the image of the patriarch. There were certain things she needed to do as his wife to uphold the patriarch's prestige.

The patriarch is... never wrong!

For a behemoth like the Dongfang family, this point was absolute. Anyone could be wrong, but Dongfang Zhan could never be wrong!

That boy's behavior is a bit strange, but... he's quite good-looking. He's a fine match for our Zhixia, and his background is quite clean.

With the specific matters settled, the dark clouds looming over the couple dissipated significantly. Their moods improved, and they began to chat about future plans.

In a few days, it would be Dongfang Zhan's birthday, and they would host a grand banquet. This would serve as a way to give him an official status. In such an occasion, if Dongfang Zhixia, the future heir of the Dongfang family, brought a man with her, everyone would know exactly what it meant.

If nothing unexpected happened, that very night, Ye Cheng would experience the joy of the Celestial Dragons...

Mhm, Dongfang Zhan nodded.

With a sigh, the couple made a concession. Given the situation, they had no choice but to agree. After all, they had previously slung mud at him and viewed him through colored glasses.

By offering him money and throwing harsh words around, they had essentially backstabbed their own daughter quite ruthlessly.

Generally speaking, even if someone gained Dongfang Zhixia's approval, there would still be a second test from Su Su and Dongfang Zhan, and perhaps even a third test waiting for them. But under the current circumstances...

Ye Cheng had practically speedrun the whole process on his first life.

If they tested him any further, they might lose their daughter altogether. Sigh...

What else could they do?

...

Hospital.

Inside the ward, three panting voices echoed.

Ye Cheng and Dongfang Zhixia had successfully joined forces to pin down the little secretary. She was harder to hold down than a pig being slaughtered for the New Year. Originally, Ye Cheng could have handled it alone, but the little secretary acted like a crazed bullfrog, smearing saliva all over Ye Cheng's face.

Watching from the side, the President felt like she was dying inside; her screaming hadn't stopped since the very beginning, louder than New Year's firecrackers!

Neither Ye Cheng nor Dongfang Zhixia dared to let go. After a few minutes of stalemate, the three panting sounds turned into two, as the remaining one had shifted into a steady breathing rhythm.

The little secretary had fallen into a deep sleep. They maintained their hard-control posture, afraid she might be faking her surrender. After waiting for another minute to ensure everything was fine, Ye Cheng and Dongfang Zhixia finally let go.

President, take a rest for a bit. I'll handle this, Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to step forward and carry the sleeping little secretary to the bed.

But unexpectedly, Dongfang Zhixia reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling.

Don't move! she practically roared, her tone still carrying lingering traces of panic.

Panting...

I'll do it. You... you go wash your face and wait for me outside... No, wait for me on the side, we'll go together. Dongfang Zhixia paused several times in one sentence, hastily changing her words again and again.

His heart was in a chaotic mess and his brain was buzzing. Ye Cheng didn't dare to say anything and obediently stood to the side.

At the same time, in his mind, he completely arranged the little secretary's pocket money for the rest of her life—every single cent would go toward buying iced black tea!

He wouldn't leave a single penny for the little secretary!

You still want to eat a big meal? You can eat dirt!

What a scam!

Ye Cheng never expected that the Hamster, who usually looked honest and rather clumsy, would actually have such a brutal side, not showing the slightest bit of fear right in front of her own young miss.

Casting her ultimate skill right in his face!

Hamster, you really are something!

But did you ever think about what the hell I'm supposed to do?

Damn it!!!

Not just her next life, but the life after that, and the life after that... all her pocket money was gone. From now on, she could only eat boiled cabbage in water!

Dongfang Zhixia's expression was complex. She used a towel set aside to wipe the little secretary's somewhat dirty face clean, and then her paws. After tidying her up, she put down the towel and glanced at Ye Cheng opposite her.

Let's go. Go wash your face, Dongfang Zhixia said, trying her best to make her tone sound calm.

As for why he needed to wash his face... both of them knew perfectly well.

The restroom.

Splash, splash. Ye Cheng had his head buried in the sink while Dongfang Zhixia held a towel, vigorously scrubbing Ye Cheng's face with her hands, almost rubbing his skin off.

Wash it cleaner, just a bit cleaner... Dongfang Zhixia was on the verge of tears, her expression incredibly aggrieved. Why, why did it have to turn out like this!

Ye Cheng: ...

One wave had barely subsided when another rose. Dongfang Zhixia's heart was currently riding a roller coaster. She had originally been afraid that something might happen between Ye Cheng and that idiot of theirs. She wasn't worried about Ye Cheng; she knew that although he seemed unreliable, he was actually very dependable and knew exactly what he could and couldn't do.

What she was afraid of was that idiot of theirs!

And in the end... it really happened!

Just as Ye Cheng had said, how could a person like a Hamster?

But a Hamster can like a person!

The hands Dongfang Zhixia used to continuously wash Ye Cheng's face finally stopped. The expression on her face was still extremely aggrieved, but she quickly adjusted herself.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today. Just pretend it never happened!" Dongfang Zhixia said through gritted teeth.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Uh, Madam President, although I call her Hamster, she isn't a real hamster. Who do you think would..."

Before Ye Cheng could finish his sentence, Dongfang Zhixia glared at him.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng immediately shut his mouth, blinked, and nodded vigorously to show that he understood.

"From now on... you are not allowed to come near me!" Dongfang Zhixia's face showed a hint of pain. Ye Cheng continuously backed away, running so fast it looked like he had special effects turned on.

Dongfang Zhixia: "???"

Not a single bit of hesitation?

"Get back here, you bastard!" Dongfang Zhixia scolded sharply.

Ye Cheng, who had already run nearly half an acre away, forced himself to a halt. Damn it... did his attempt to oil his soles and slip away fail?!

Ye Cheng obediently slid back the exact same way he had slid away, looking at Dongfang Zhixia while constantly blinking his big puppy-dog eyes.

Dongfang Zhixia gritted her teeth. Her brain short-circuited and she had no idea what she was thinking. Perhaps she was dizzy with anger, or perhaps she just didn't want Ye Cheng to be...

She grabbed the bandages at Ye Cheng's collar, pulled hard, closed her eyes, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him!

Just like what she had seen earlier in the hospital ward!

She felt much better, and the pent-up frustration in her chest instantly smoothed out... What was hers was still hers!

Ye Cheng: "???"