Little Chengcheng, I hereby command you to go kiss little Hanhan right now, I want to see it

Du Family Private Hospital.

A black chauffeured car pulled up to a stop. With a click, the car door opened, and a short-haired woman stepped out, preparing to go back and report on her mission.

Just as she reached the hospital entrance, she heard a pig-slaughtering scream coming from inside. Moreover... the voice sounded inexplicably familiar. Was it the head of their family?

"No, please, boohoohoo..."

Du Wanyi stumbled and crawled out from the corner of the corridor, her face filled with terror. She looked back every two steps, as if being chased by some indescribable horror, her eyes showing only the most primal instinct to survive.

Still fleeing for her life, Du Wanyi saw a familiar face at the nearby entrance. Her eyes lit up, and she scrambled over to hide behind the short-haired woman.

"Little Lanlan, save me! Little Hanhan wants to stab me to death, boohoohoo..."

The short-haired woman was speechless.

Don't be like this, Family Head, I am scared too.

The short-haired woman waited with extreme anxiety for a moment until she heard familiar footsteps coming from the corridor where her Family Head had just fled from.

Shen Qinghan emerged from the corner with an icy expression, holding a knife in her hand. Her slightly unsteady footsteps seemed somewhat hurried. Was she in a rush?

Her cold gaze swept back and forth across the hall, eventually locking onto the short-haired woman.

At this moment, Du Wanyi had completely merged with the short-haired woman, hiding behind her in a one-to-one ratio. Whatever move the short-haired woman made, Du Wanyi mirrored it perfectly, just like playing a human Tetris wall game.

They fit together perfectly, seamlessly. The only drawback was that Du Wanyi was not as tall as the short-haired woman and needed to stand on her tiptoes. However, this level of physical exertion was too simple for the Madam; it posed no difficulty at all.

But right now, out of fear of being discovered by her Little Hanhan and getting stabbed to death, her heart was beating rapidly, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

She was exploiting a line-of-sight bug.

"Did you see an old woman run past here just now?" Shen Qinghan asked.

The short-haired woman fell silent.

Old woman... that should be their Family Head, right?

The short-haired woman shook her head very honestly, "No, I just got here..."

Young Master, I am sorry, I am guilty.

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes, looking the short-haired woman up and down. Sensing that something was wrong, she shifted her steps slightly, wanting to look behind her.

A bizarre scene unfolded. As the Eldest Miss moved, the short-haired woman also moved. No matter what, the short-haired woman kept facing the Eldest Miss directly.

"Don't move," Shen Qinghan frowned.

The short-haired woman was speechless.

Young Master, I did not move.

The short-haired woman indeed did not move; the one moving was a certain Madam behind her whose desire to survive was maxed out. If they turned around and she was seen, she would truly be dead. This kind of thing, please no boohoohoo...

Du Wanyi still could not figure out why their Little Hanhan was so furious this time. She had clearly done much worse things before without triggering such a reaction.

Today she had been chased for several streets, yet she still would not let her go.

Shouldn't she have entered a weakened state after falling ill?

What on earth happened in that room!

Just as the mother and daughter were locked in a standoff, creating a classic scene of filial piety and maternal love, a figure quietly appeared at the corner of the corridor they had just come from—a sneaky figure.

He poked out half of his head to observe the situation in the hospital lobby.

"Why is she so angry?" Ye Cheng frowned, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It did not make sense. Logically speaking, the Eldest Miss should have given up after chasing for a few minutes due to exhaustion. Why was she lasting so long today?

Could she have taken some drugs?

Or had the Eldest Miss once again broken through her physical limits, her hatred for the Madam reaching a new peak?

Ye Cheng did not dare to wander off either. He kept following closely behind. If the Eldest Miss showed any signs of physical exhaustion or symptoms similar to when she fainted in the bathroom before, he would rush up to support her immediately.

But now it seemed he had overthought it. The Eldest Miss was in terrifyingly good shape today!

So... why exactly was she so angry?

Ye Cheng could not figure it out, and neither could Du Wanyi. The only response to their confusion was the Eldest Miss's cold knife. Ye Cheng was afraid that if he walked too fast and ended up in front of the Eldest Miss, she might accidentally stab him too, causing friendly fire.

Madam, if worse comes to worst, just let the Eldest Miss stab you a couple of times...

It was easy for Ye Cheng to say that. If their positions were swapped right now, he would probably run faster than anyone else.

From Ye Cheng's perspective, he saw a very bizarre scene, so eerie that Ye Cheng wondered if he was already dead; otherwise, why would he see such an underworldly picture?

He saw the Madam stuck to the back of the short-haired woman, matching her perfectly, and playing hide-and-seek with the Eldest Miss.

Ye Cheng was speechless.

Badass!!!

What is a strong heart? This is a strong heart. What was even more terrifying was that Du Wanyi did not make a single mistake. The three of them were in a stalemate for a long time. Ye Cheng almost wanted to get some sunflower seeds to snack on. He also wanted to see how the Madam would survive the Eldest Miss's divine punishment today.

"Beep beep beep..."

"Doudou is calling..."

Du Wanyi fell silent.

The short-haired woman fell silent.

Ye Cheng fell silent.

The stalemate was successfully broken. It was Brother Doudou who struck again. This time, Du Wanyi could not hang up the phone immediately, or she would be exposed.

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes, looking at the short-haired woman in front of her, who was sweating profusely... Family Head, please come out, I can not hold on anymore, I beg you.

After half a minute of Doudou's call ringing without being answered, the other side chose to hang up. Then, the Eldest Miss took out her phone, pulled a certain Naturally Evil Obasan out of her block list, and then...

"Beep beep beep!"

"Little Hanhan is calling..."

Du Wanyi fell silent.

The short-haired woman fell silent.

Ye Cheng fell silent.

Eldest Miss, are you really a genius?

"Family Head, I am sorry, I can not hold on anymore." The short-haired woman was the first to break down under this high-pressure environment. She squatted down helplessly. If the standoff continued, she would become a sinner in the family, and their Young Master would never speak to her again.

It was obvious at a glance which was more important!

Losing the cover of the short-haired woman, the Madam, who had been playing hide-and-seek for so long, finally appeared in front of the Eldest Miss.

Du Wanyi fell silent.

Little Lanlan, you...

Du Wanyi turned her head to run, but a sharp cutting sound came from behind her. Slicing through the wind, the knife in the Eldest Miss's hand flew over!

Bang!

It ultimately landed on the tempered glass door at the entrance, creating a small spiderweb-like crack.

Hiss...

Ye Cheng gasped. Du Wanyi also stopped her escape, not daring to make another move. Gulp. Both of them swallowed hard at the same time as the Eldest Miss walked over with an icy expression.

And then... Ora Ora Ora!!!

The Eldest Miss's plasma light-speed punches!

"Ah, no, I was wrong! I am sorry, stop hitting me, boohoohoo..."

Du Wanyi was pinned to the ground by the Eldest Miss, who rained punches down on her continuously. The short-haired woman shivered on the sidelines, not daring to step forward to break up the fight. Ye Cheng hid nearby, watching the scene while sweating profusely.

"Damn, she's actually hitting him?" Ye Cheng reached up to wipe his pale face, but somehow kept wiping more and more sweat off it.

He could guarantee that in all the time he'd known the young lady, this was the first time he'd ever seen her go all out like this!

Every punch carried the same force she'd used earlier to smash the claw machine!

Eventually, the young lady seemed to tire out and started biting instead.

Ye Cheng: "???"

Ye Cheng rushed over and wrapped his arms around the young lady from behind. "Young lady, that's enough, that's enough. Madam already knows she was wrong. Let's call it good..."

The short-haired woman standing nearby had no choice but to get up and quickly help her own clan leader to her feet.

"Boo-hoo-hoo, I didn't even see anything, so why are you hitting me? Boo-hoo-hoo..." Du Wanyi wiped her tears, aggrieved. If she had actually seen something, she'd have considered the beating worth it.

But the problem was she hadn't seen a damn thing, and she still got her ass kicked. She wasn't having it!

She was going to run away from home!

"Little Hanhan, you're too much! Today, I'm going to make you know what it feels like to lose a loved one!" Du Wanyi snarled fiercely, then stormed out to find Doudou, planning to stab him to death.

Just kidding. She'd stab him even without a reason.

"Young master, I... I'll go check on the clan leader. Please forgive my rudeness," the short-haired woman said, glancing back and forth between the two before finally chasing after her heartbroken clan leader.

Having dealt with that naturally evil old hag, the young lady finally seemed to have resolved some deep-seated obsession. She started to weaken, struggling less and less in Ye Cheng's arms, until finally she leaned against his chest and fell asleep.

Ye Cheng: "???"

Hits someone and then crashes?

This routine looks awfully familiar...

Of course, he was talking about the young lady hitting people. Nothing else. Yeah... really.

"Young lady?" Ye Cheng pinched the cheek of Shen Qinghan, who was already asleep in his arms. It was soft, and there was no response. She really was out cold.

Perfect!

Now that she was asleep, it was time to do whatever he wanted. Heh heh heh!

The grin on Ye Cheng's face slowly twisted into something "evil"—a classic villain's look—as he picked the young lady up in a princess carry and walked her back to the hospital room.

Hmm... the young lady was light as a feather, and she didn't have as much meat on her bones as the guild leader. No wonder she couldn't beat the guild leader. It made sense: assassins never beat warriors in a straight fight.

Back in the hospital room.

Ye Cheng wore a wicked expression as he reached his hand toward the young lady...

He'd been waiting for this day for way too long. And now there were no cameras. Heh heh heh...

In her sleep, the young lady’s breathing rose and fell steadily, completely unaware that "evil" was about to descend!

...

At the Shen residence.

In the parking lot outside, Du Wanyi parked her motorcycle in the little tomato graffiti zone. She got off and drifted quickly toward the house, with the short-haired woman hot on her heels.

The short-haired woman reached the door and heard the mistress's screams from inside.

"Wanyi, what are you doing?!"

"Ah!"

"Wanyi, why are you hitting me?!"

"Damn it, Doudou, this is all your fault! Die already! Ola ola ola!!!"

The Mistress's Plasma Light-Speed Fist!

Fists rained down like hail, turning brother Doudou into Doudou-paste. The screams dragged on endlessly without a sign of stopping.

The short-haired woman: "..."

"Mistress, I'm sorry." The short-haired woman crouched by the pool near the door, drawing circles in the water with her finger. The ripples spread, and a massive turtle surfaced, swimming toward her.

This was the giant tortoise that Madam had stolen from the Dongfang family and kept here. The house had quite a few strange little animals like this.

The ones that stayed were mostly normal—just a bit oversized. The bugs were the real nightmare fuel, but the young lady had already wiped most of them out before. Only a few remnants from the old era were still lurking around.

After who knew how long, brother Doudou's—no, now he was Doudou-paste—screams finally stopped.

The short-haired woman paused mid-motion as she fed the turtle.

"Mistress, I'm sorry..."

Inside the house.

Shen Ming was tied up like a caterpillar, with black tape over his mouth, strapped to a chair, terror in his eyes.

Beside him, Du Wanyi was holding a butcher knife, pressing it against Shen Ming's neck. In front of both of them stood a phone propped up, the screen showing a video call interface that hadn't been started yet.

"Don't move!" Du Wanyi bared her teeth like a murderer ready to do the deed at any moment.

The ice-cold butcher knife against Shen Ming's neck sent a chill through him.

Shen Ming: "..."

Even now, Shen Ming had no idea why he was getting beaten out of nowhere. He was more wronged than Dou E, the legendary wronged woman. He...

But now he didn't even have a chance to explain. He'd just have to wait for his wife's judgment.

With everything ready, Du Wanyi hit confirm and dialed the young lady's video call. They used to call like this all the time, until the young lady blocked her. But she'd just unblocked her at the hospital earlier.

Unblocked!

"Ring, ring, ring..."

Meanwhile, at the Du family private hospital.

Inside the young lady's hospital room.

Ye Cheng's lips curled up crazily. He had done the most evil thing he'd ever wanted to do but never dared!

Heh heh heh, he was a genius!

He'd drained all the data from the young lady's SIM card and turned her phone into a hotspot. Then he downloaded all the 4K HD versions of Journey to the West and Big Ear Tutu that he'd been holding off on downloading—just so he could watch them at his leisure...

Suddenly, the young lady's phone, which was sitting on the nightstand glowing hot as a hotspot, started vibrating.

"Huh?" Ye Cheng froze, pulling his gaze away from the slow-moving download progress bar.

The caller ID read: Naturally Evil Obasan.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Holy crap, young lady, you sure know how to pick a name. Simple and to the point.

He stared at the phone for a while, then made a decision that would betray his ancestors. Why "betray"? Because he didn't even know who his ancestors were, so screw them—he wouldn't bat an eye if they exploded. None of his business.

Ye Cheng picked up the young lady's phone, then gently took her sleeping finger and lightly tapped the screen...

Declined.

Ahhh... satisfying.

He went back to downloading 4K HD Journey to the West and Big Ear Tutu. Based on how long the young lady usually slept, he figured he could grab a few more titles before she woke up. Like 4K versions of Water Margin and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. As for Dream of the Red Chamber? Forget it. Why? Because it's good.

He didn't pick up Madam's call for simple reasons: answering a video call would eat up the data and slow down the downloads. First reason. Second, it might wake the young lady up.

He'd finally caught a break, secretly using the young lady's SIM card to download videos. If he got caught, wouldn't he get beaten into paste?

So... sorry, Madam. You'll have to take one for the team.

With a clean conscience, Ye Cheng kept downloading videos on the young lady's data plan, his face twisted into a wicked grin.

Meanwhile, at the Shen residence.

"Not answering the phone?"

"Dammit, I'll teach you not to answer, I'll teach you not to answer, I'll teach you..."

Du Wanyi fiercely elbowed Doudou-ge, who was tied to a chair.

Shen Ming: "..."

It's not me who's not answering, so why hit me...

"Wuwuwu... (Wanyi, let me explain first...)"

Du Wanyi raised a delicate eyebrow. "You dare curse me?"

Shen Ming: "???"

"ORA ORA ORA!!!"

Wife's Plasma Light Speed Fist!

Doudou-ge, Doudou-paste, Doudou.zip...

Finally, thanks to the wife's relentless efforts, the phone call connected... Well, actually, it just turned out Ye Cheng had finished downloading a Legend of the West movie and was taking a moment between decompressing another zip file to respond to his wife.

The call connected, and Ye Cheng saw that in the dim room, a vaguely familiar person was tied to a chair.

"Huh?"

"No way, isn't that Doudou-ge!" Ye Cheng's eyes widened.

How did he get kidnapped?

The wife's voice came through the phone. She was a bit stunned when she saw Ye Cheng answer, but quickly went with the flow, a manic expression spreading across her face.

"Little Chengcheng, I command you now—go kiss Little Hanhan! I want to see!"

Ye Cheng: "..."