The Madame Falls Honor Above All, Sorry Wanyi, I Have No Choice...

"Uh, Wanyi, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The noble lady's tone was slightly hesitant as she looked at the wife in front of her, who had just popped out her SIM card and stuffed it into her pocket.

It was quiet now, the whole world was quiet. No one would call anymore, and that damn Doudou wouldn't come over to make her go back and face her doom. Oh right, and that damn Little Chengcheng.

Those two sons of bitches!

Du Wanyi pocketed her phone and blinked innocently at her best friend. "So what?"

The noble lady was speechless.

Fine, pretend she didn't say anything.

Du Wanyi leaned against the noble lady again like a pervert, throwing an arm around her shoulders. Fortunately, the noble lady had changed into a more conservative outfit before coming over this time.

Otherwise, a certain female hooligan might have gone even further.

The two got into the car, and soon the mighty luxury motorcade set off. They didn't go straight to the noble lady's residence, but instead drove in circles around the Bund of Da'ao City, taking a good look around inside and out.

Du Wanyi leaned against the window, sticking her head out and opening her mouth wide, letting the oncoming wind rush into it.

"Ahhhh~~~"

Both of her cheeks puffed up, looking soft and squishy.

"Hehe, come try it too, it's so fun." Du Wanyi spoke with the wind leaking into her mouth, making her sound a bit muffled and hilariously goofy, as if she would start drooling if she said another word.

The noble lady was speechless.

Still a child at heart, just like their Tongtong. After all these years, she was still the same... How nice.

"Wanyi, so did you come over this time because you caused trouble back there?" the noble lady asked with a gentle smile.

From briefly overhearing the conversation just now, she had already deduced part of the reason. Otherwise, why would she come over without even giving a heads-up?

Du Wanyi bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Nonsense! How could I possibly be running to you for refuge, Hehe, just because I caused trouble? I clearly just missed you!"

The noble lady was speechless.

Alright then...

"Speaking of which, why isn't that old geezer of yours dead yet?" Du Wanyi blinked, asking with great concern.

The noble lady was speechless.

Her expression stiffened slightly. "Ah... it will be soon. He doesn't spend much of the day conscious anymore."

Although the words were a bit harsh, it was the truth. She knew her best friend's personality well, and she wouldn't take such bluntness to heart.

Du Wanyi nodded. "That's good. When he kicks the bucket, you can come sleep at my house. We're the absolute best, mwah."

Pouting, Du Wanyi pulled her head back inside, planted a few loud kisses on the noble lady's cheek, and then reverted to her arm-draping female hooligan posture.

The noble lady was speechless.

"If we do that, won't your Little Mingming get angry?" the noble lady asked with a smile.

Du Wanyi looked confused. "Why would he be angry? The three of us will sleep together, and I'll sleep in the middle."

The noble lady was speechless.

"Wanyi, I appreciate your... kind intentions, but I don't have that plan for now. Later, when he's gone, I'll make other arrangements on my end, and maybe I'll come seek refuge with you then." The noble lady wore a gentle smile.

It seemed that death and parting were already commonplace to her. She had made up her mind long ago and appeared extremely calm.

"Hehe, sweet and soft Hehe, slurp, slurp, slurp... Hmm? Hehe, what did you just say?"

Du Wanyi woke up as if from a dream and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. Her mind had just been picturing some rather beautiful things, and she couldn't help herself.

The noble lady was speechless.

The grand motorcade came to a halt when it reached a casino.

Du Wanyi had strongly requested to stop, saying she wanted to go in and play a few hands. The noble lady didn't try to dissuade her. This place was also owned by their family—well, not by her, but by her husband.

Playing a couple of hands wouldn't hurt.

A few minutes later, the noble lady could no longer smile. Staring at the mountain of chips piled up in front of them, she fell silent. If she wasn't mistaken... more than half a month's worth of the casino's revenue was sitting right here.

In just a few minutes, Du Wanyi had cleaned them out all by herself. What she was playing wasn't complicated either; it was just a simple game of high-low. No cards needed to be dealt, so a round went by incredibly fast.

Du Wanyi had won nine times in a row. Nine rounds down, not a single loss, and every single bet was an all-in!

The dealer in charge of this table and the manager standing nearby were already drenched in sweat. They desperately had the backroom staff pull up the high-definition security footage to see if Du Wanyi was pulling any tricks. But the result... tricks my ass.

Du Wanyi's two hands had never left the table; she was just busy stacking blocks with her chips, not paying any attention to the game at all.

Rattle, rattle.

The dice came to a stop. Another round had begun!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Du Wanyi. This round... it was a triple, a house win. Whether Du Wanyi bet high or low, she would lose and spit out everything she had eaten up so far!

This was the dealer's ultimate trump card. Having encountered such an absurd situation, if he didn't bring out his best skills now, he'd be out of a job.

The slight smirk on his lips froze when he saw Du Wanyi push all her chips onto the triple bet. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his legs grew weak...

If this round was revealed, it wouldn't just be a simple multiple payout. It would be over a dozen times the bet—all the casino's work for this year, and maybe even next year, would be for nothing!

The manager's face was also grim as he spoke into his walkie-talkie. The casino grew much quieter, but... a dense crowd of people had suddenly appeared, their footsteps marching in unison.

Someone like Du Wanyi was obviously a master here to smash the joint!

"Reveal it. What's wrong, did you pull a trick and now you're too scared to open it?" Du Wanyi looked cheerfully at the dealer in front of her. She held a specially customized chip in her hand and squeezed hard!

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as the chip, which contained a special alloy, was crushed to pieces.

Holy crap!!!

In perfect unison, all the surrounding gamblers took a step back. The manager's legs gave out, and he almost dropped to his knees... Is she even human???

"Alright, Wanyi, stop messing around. Come play at my place, you can win as much as you want. These people are too stingy, we're not playing with them anymore," the noble lady spoke softly, breaking the stalemate.

The highest-ranking manager of the casino had already arrived. Recognizing the noble lady, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Madam, I apologize. My subordinates are ignorant and failed to recognize you and your friend. You and your friend may take all these chips, and we will settle the losses for this table together."

"Just... please ask your friend to show some mercy..."

The casino manager had a miserable expression, looking as if he were about to burst into tears at any second. This was too screwed up! No one told him the person smashing the joint was the Ninth Madam's friend. If he had known, he wouldn't have come over!

Bang!

Du Wanyi kicked over the card table that weighed over a thousand pounds. Countless chips piled up like a small mountain scattered onto the ground. Countless greedy eyes locked onto them, but no one dared to pick them up.

"Old hag, if you're going to be so stingy with your business, don't try to run a joint like the others. Seeing how pathetic you are, come play at my place next time; we have more than enough to go around."

Du Wanyi smashed up their venue like an absolute boss and humiliated their First Madam. In the end, she left the casino with the noble lady like nothing had happened and headed to the noble lady's residence.

Only after the two had been gone for quite a while did the casino manager dare to pick up the items on the floor, clean up the mess, and report what had just happened to their boss.

Which was... the First Madam.

"Madam, this person..."

The casino manager recounted the general sequence of events and, after a brief silence, asked if they should just let this matter go, or if they should head over to the Ninth Madam's venue...

A slightly helpless voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I know. Give this casino to Little Nine and her people as an apology. Once you've handled the transfer procedures, have someone send the documents over. Keep your subordinates in line; if anyone blabs about today's events, handle them according to the rules."

"Yes, Madam!"

Getting beaten up, having to pay compensation, and not even daring to seek revenge—this was the power of the number one gang boss in Dahai City.

...

On the way.

Inside the car, the noble lady was the first to speak, breaking the eerie silence.

"Wanyi, thank you," the noble lady said.

She knew very well why Du Wanyi had done this. It went back to many years ago when she first married into the family and suffered quite a bit at home.

Even with her husband protecting her, so they didn't dare do anything openly, in the shadows... it was hard to describe in a few words.

This solid slap Du Wanyi just delivered to the face of the most powerful First Madam was for no other reason than to vent her best friend's anger and get back at them. Not happy about it?

Deal with it!

If the highest-ranking one took a slap and didn't dare make a peep, it went without saying for the others. In their panic, they were terrified of being retaliated against by Du Wanyi again.

"Hey, we're totally bros, why say all this? By the way, Hehe, why didn't I see your Little Blondie today? Is she still squatting at home watching cartoons?"

While speaking, Du Wanyi pressed herself against her best friend's talents again. Talents, talents, talents...

Hehe!

The smile on her face was almost turning venomous.

The noble lady: "..."

The noble lady sighed and didn't push her away, starting to explain: "She's not Little Blondie anymore, she's turned into Pinkie now. Here."

The noble lady took out her phone, which displayed a photo of Xia Tongxin looking very "reluctant," her face full of displeasure, looking like she was ready to bite someone at any moment.

It felt like the kind of look that desperately wanted to write "I am very fierce" on her face, but you didn't know what she was actually being fierce about.

Du Wanyi lay on her lap, blinked, and looked at the pretty Pinkie on the phone: "Eh? How did she mutate again? Will she turn green next time?"

The noble lady: "..."

Is there a possibility, Wanyi, that... it's dyed?

"Tongtong went to study, she's not at home right now."

Du Wanyi perked up, a question mark seemingly popping up over her head: "Who? Who went to study?"

"Are you saying that the Little Blondie who couldn't figure out addition and subtraction within ten in first grade is going to study? Is that it, Hehe?" Du Wanyi held back her laughter.

The noble lady: "..."

Visibly, the noble lady's cheeks puffed out, becoming chubby with anger. She was mad, so mad. The most infuriating part was... it was the truth.

She was indeed... not smart.

Sigh.

"Pfft, hahaha, I thought that Little Blondie would just hide and cry. When she saw me before, she hid for fear I'd eat her, and now she's learned to be rebellious, pfft hahaha, I can't take it, Hehe let me laugh for a bit, hahaha..."

Du Wanyi clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she was convulsing, feeling like she was about to pass out.

An absolute useless Little Blondie, trying to be rebellious like others. Does she even know what rebellion is?

Her Little Hanhan was the real deal. Have you ever seen a knife? She actually stabs people!

White blade goes in, red blade comes out!

The noble lady: "..."

"Hmph... I'm ignoring you." The noble lady showed a rare moment of tsundere behavior, while Du Wanyi kept laughing beside her, laughing until she twitched.

The convoy drove all the way, finally arriving at the noble lady's home.

A luxurious manor, which even had a small hot spring, with hot water continuously gushing out from the spring eye below.

"Phew... so comfortable."

Du Wanyi soaked in the hot spring, her eyes narrowed into straight lines from the comfort, a towel resting on her head, and behind her head... talents, talents, talents...

The noble lady: "..."

"So you're saying, your Pinkie didn't go there to study, but got tricked into giving herself away for free because of online dating?" Du Wanyi raised a delicate eyebrow.

She quickly nodded.

"That makes sense then. I was just saying, Hehe, your Pinkie is so silly, she doesn't know how to do anything else besides drinking milk and watching cartoons all day, how could she possibly go to study?"

The noble lady: "..."

Although it was all facts, but... it was still so infuriating.

"Hmph, Wanyi, you only know how to talk about me. Then why did you run out again? Did your daughter end up hating you?"

Du Wanyi, who was originally grinning from ear to ear, instantly had her expression stiffen. Hehe, not hehe...

"That, that's not true at all! Our Little Hanhan likes me the best, she gets along with me the best!" Du Wanyi's entire body was soft, only her mouth remained stubborn.

A few minutes later.

"Wuwuwu, Hehe, don't you think it's too much? How could she treat me like this? I just wanted to help her, and she actually wanted to stab me to death, wuwuwu... hehe..."

Talents, talents, talents...

The noble lady: "..."

Wanyi, you...

The noble lady nodded: "Indeed, Wanyi, I support you this time. Your Hanhan's personality is too awkward, you really need to take action early. Besides, according to what you said, there should be quite a few people keeping an eye on this boy, right?"

"Your Hanhan's chances of winning... aren't that great, are they?"

Du Wanyi perked up: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Our Hanhan has the biggest chance of winning. A mere little green tea bitch and that naturally evil brat from the Dongfang family, I will personally send them on their way!"

Du Wanyi gritted her teeth.

The noble lady: "..."

So you're playing as a substitute for her, then never mind.

Subconsciously, the noble lady's mind drifted back to that afternoon at the arcade, her best friend's daughter, and... the online dating partner who tricked her own daughter into going over.

Hmm, the two of them were actually the same person, how magical...

At that time, the noble lady felt like she had seen the eldest miss somewhere before. After coming back and reviewing things, she looked through her photo album and remembered, it was her best friend's Little Hanhan.

Destiny is so magical.

Her daughter and her best friend's daughter fighting over a man... It seemed their Tongtong didn't have a single chance of winning?

The noble lady had been troubled by this matter before, but now she seemed to have found the answer.

"Wanyi, I want to go to your place too, but our Tongtong..."

"Hey! What are you talking about? Just pack Pinkie up and bring her along. We're all family, don't say such silly things."

"Yeah, sigh..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Hmm? Darn it, you're actually keeping secrets from me. Take this!"

"..."

"Alright, it's just that our Tongtong isn't so young anymore, yet her personality is still so innocent. I'm afraid she'll be taken advantage of. Wanyi, you know how it is. Being a parent comes with so many hardships, and Tongtong is all I have left now. I really..."

"Hey, nonsense! That's easy, just leave it to me. I'll help your Pinkie find a handsome young man. Our Doudou knows plenty of honest and reliable guys just like him. They definitely won't let your Pinkie get bullied!"

"Sigh, Wanyi, if it were that easy to find someone, I would have done it ages ago. It's not up to me; Tongtong has to actually like the person."

"Wanyi... if one day our Tongtong met her other half, would you support her?"

Before Du Wanyi could reply, the elegant lady grew a bit melancholic. "Just like back then... I want your support too. Can I have it, Wanyi?"

Du Wanyi, in a rare moment of seriousness, thought back to the past. Both sides had their rights and wrongs back then. She hadn't offered her support then, but now...

"Alright! Whoever your Pinkie sets her eyes on, I'll help you handle him. You have my full support!" Du Wanyi agreed without hesitation.

"Then... what if your Little Hanhan disagrees?" the elegant lady asked.

"Huh? What does this have to do with Little Hanhan?" Du Wanyi froze, a figurative question mark popping up over her head.

"Sigh... never mind, Wanyi, I was just saying. Sigh... just treat it as a joke, don't take it to heart..." The elegant lady's tone softened as she immediately grew pessimistic.

Seeing this, Du Wanyi's sense of loyalty flared up, and she decisively promised, "Even if Little Hanhan disagrees, it won't matter. I have the final say!"

The elegant lady was moved beyond words, her eyes seemingly sparkling with little hearts...

I am sorry, Wanyi, but I have no choice...

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