Round One Begins, Miss vs. Sister Lin Physical Attack vs. Magical Attack

School, hospital.

The little secretary lay alone on the hospital bed, watching a TV drama while replying to Lin Baizhi's messages on her phone.

Seeing that Lin Baizhi's side kept showing "typing..." but no message came through for a long time, confusion appeared in the little secretary's eyes.

"Should I not have said it like that?"

The little secretary jolted and hurriedly scrolled up through the chat history, thinking of recalling the photo. Otherwise, if her Miss caught her, she would be scolded to death.

"The recall time limit has been exceeded. Recall failed!"

The little secretary: "..."

The little secretary felt like the sky had fallen. The recall time limit on the Green Bubble app was two minutes; once two minutes passed, it was a lost cause, set in stone.

Feeling very guilty, even though she couldn't recall it, the little secretary still deleted the chat history. In a way, she was a master of self-deception—as long as she deleted it on her end, it counted as "recalled"!

Nice!

Tap, tap, tap... Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor. The little secretary hurriedly tossed her phone aside, turned on the TV in front of her, and pretended to watch it with complete concentration.

Dongfang Zhixia appeared at the door carrying freshly prepared food.

"Mengmeng, come eat," Dongfang Zhixia's voice echoed in the room. Only then did the little secretary react with hindsight.

She put on a pleasantly surprised expression.

"Miss, you're back!"

Then she peeked behind her Miss, as if looking for something... Ah, what a pity, the officer still hasn't come back.

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

This casual scene was still caught by the sharp President. Seeing it, her heart skipped a beat. It was an indescribable feeling, a sense of frustration and grievance like being cuckolded right to her face.

The most infuriating part was that she was the one who previously said she didn't like Ye Cheng and looked down on him, and as a result... he was immediately snatched up by this idiot from her own family.

And she showed that she liked him very much!

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

The result, naturally, was that the little secretary received a rare scolding. That led to the later scene where the little secretary would cower and not dare to speak up whenever Ye Cheng was mentioned, afraid of making her Miss angry.

The little secretary was scolded but didn't dare to ask why. She could only pout aggrievedly and watch shows alone in the hospital ward... Of course, she was watching her favorite idol dramas.

Dongfang Zhixia went to deal with the surveillance footage and was gone for quite a while again.

Click.

Dongfang Zhixia opened the container holding white porridge: "Here, eat up."

Dongfang Zhixia acted as if she hadn't seen the little secretary looking behind her earlier, turning the page on the matter...

The little secretary blinked, took the container handed by her Miss, and started slurping the white porridge.

"Mengmeng, you will stay in the hospital for this period. There will be dedicated people to take care of you. I will come over in the mornings and at noon. At night, if you want to go home, we will go home; if you don't want to, we will stay in the hospital together..."

Dongfang Zhixia said.

She explained everything and arranged the follow-up matters. Until the little secretary completely recovered, she had to stay in the hospital and could not leave.

"About going to school that we talked about before, I thought about it. Just stay at home; you don't need to go to school with me..."

Dongfang Zhixia did this also to reduce, or even eliminate, the chances of Ye Cheng and the little secretary meeting.

The President now felt like a mute eating bitter herbs—she was suffering in silence. She had never felt so bitter. She never expected that such melodramatic plots from TV dramas would actually happen to her.

And she couldn't do anything about it!

She could only use this soft approach and take it slowly, little by little.

Hearing this, the little secretary became very excited: "Miss, I think what you said before makes a lot of sense. I'm too stupid, I just haven't learned enough. I want to go to school with you, Miss!"

Dongfang Zhixia: "???"

Dongfang Zhixia widened her beautiful eyes, looking at the little secretary in disbelief. Was this still the idiot from her family? She actually said she wanted to learn.

In the past, no matter what she said, the little secretary always acted like a salted fish, the kind that wouldn't even bother to roll over. She didn't know how many times the little secretary had passed out after being single-handedly defeated by a math problem...

Now she actually said she wanted to go to school and study?

Are you really going there to study?!!!

Dongfang Zhixia gritted her teeth, her facial expression a bit stiff, but she still spoke in the gentlest tone possible: "Mengmeng, don't force yourself. At the end of the day, studying is also for making money..."

"Miss, I want to study! I've lived the past twenty-plus years in a daze. Now I'm awake. I want to study, I want to become smart, and I want to make sure my mom doesn't worry about me!"

The little secretary said very seriously.

Dongfang Zhixia originally planned to put on a stern face and forcibly suppress this matter, but upon hearing the little secretary mention the late woman, she instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, not knowing what to say.

The words that reached her lips were forced back down.

"Mhm... alright, then once your injuries heal, we'll go to school." Dongfang Zhixia sighed inwardly and finally compromised. She felt like she was indulging a mistake and letting it continue.

But she had no way to stop it.

She clearly realized that if she backed down now, future matters would only become increasingly difficult to control, perhaps even impossible.

But... she really couldn't bring herself to say no.

The little secretary blinked: "Miss, can I go to school in a wheelchair?"

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

You idiot, don't force me to deduct your allowance...

...

Tangren's Restaurant.

Top floor.

The short-haired woman held a plate and craned her neck, constantly searching the crowd for the figure of her Mistress.

"Strange, why are there so many people?" The short-haired woman frowned.

She noticed a very strange phenomenon. All the people who were previously eating in the private rooms had come out. Centered around the dessert area and spreading outward, they formed a small-to-medium-sized banquet of about a hundred people.

It was a networking type of banquet, filled with prominent figures, many of whom the short-haired woman had seen before...

Because she didn't come often, she wasn't very clear on the restaurant's rules. The last time she came with her family's patriarch, there didn't seem to be anything like this, right?

Previously, the short-haired woman had come here with Du Wanyi to eat at the buffet. At that time, the two of them were just focused on eating, holding large piles of desserts, and she didn't remember any banquet happening...

"Mistress!" The short-haired woman became very excited. Suddenly, she saw Shen Ming ahead, who, just like her, was craning his neck and wandering around as if looking for something.

She hurriedly ran over.

"Mistress, why are you here? The young master is getting anxious waiting." She explained the situation in the briefest words possible.

Shen Ming: "..."

Little Lan, stop talking. Right now, not only is Hanhan anxious, but he is anxious too.

Upon hearing that his daughter was waiting anxiously, Shen Ming instantly broke into a sweat, wiping the increasing cold sweat from his forehead.

"Well... Little Lan, the Mistress has run into a little bit of trouble right now and needs your help. Can you help the Mistress?"

The short-haired woman: "???"

A moment later, the short-haired woman also joined the large search party.

On the other side, in the private room where Shen Qinghan was.

The eldest young lady watched as they went over one by one and disappeared one by one, until the private room, now left completely to just her, fell into silence.

"Where is everyone?" Shen Qinghan frowned, stood up, and walked toward the dessert area outside the private room.

At the same time, Lin Baizhi, who was in another private room, also made her move. She needed to find a place outside to vent; she couldn't stay here any longer. She was holding a ball of fire in her heart!!!

Fate is a very clever and strange thing. For Ye Cheng, fate was a son of a bitch.

Especially after the previous "bathroom battle," Ye Cheng lamented the unfairness of fate even more, and then threw up an international friendly gesture. It was too damn scammy.

With so many people up and down the whole world, fate just had to pick on him alone, right?

Is there any humanity left?!

There is, brother, there is. The exact same "good fortune and fate" was simultaneously acquired by the eldest young lady and Sister Lin.

Love around the corner. The eldest young lady who came out to find people, and Sister Lin who was preparing to go out and vent, bumped into each other. The moment their eyes met, a look of astonishment appeared in both of their eyes.

It seemed neither expected to see the other in this place. Immediately after... the eldest young lady's eyes turned cold!

She hadn't forgotten what happened in the hospital earlier!

"Huh? Isn't this the eldest young lady? Why are you here all alone?" Lin Baizhi opened her mouth in a very innocent and "puzzled" manner, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.

It seemed like a question, but it was actually a confirmation.

After all, Shen Qinghan was a gang leader. No matter where she went, she always had a bunch of lackeys with her. Who knew if someone would suddenly pop out from somewhere and pin her down?

She would end up suffering in silence...

While speaking, she didn't forget to look around left and right to rule out any suspicious people.

Mmm, very good. Today, a certain problem child didn't bring her lackeys... Hehe.

If she dared to make a move today, then she couldn't blame her for not holding back!

Lin Baizhi wouldn't strike first, otherwise she wouldn't have the high ground and would cause trouble. But if Shen Qinghan struck first, that would be different. Then it would just be a matter of who was stronger!

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes, her voice cold: "Am I that familiar with you?"

"I wouldn't dare. You are so amazing, eldest young lady. A weak girl like me wouldn't dare to be too familiar with you, otherwise people might think I'm just like you." Lin Baizhi's words were laced with needles, carrying a strong offensive intent.

She was overtly and covertly mocking the Du and Shen families behind the eldest young lady. Problems left over from history meant that the Du family's impression in many people's hearts was destined to be negative.

It was only in recent years that it had gradually changed, and their reputation had begun to improve...

This suddenly stepped precisely on the eldest young lady's landmine.

The eldest young lady was born into this family. Although it was true that sometimes she wanted to stab a certain old hag to death, that was still just their own internal family business. It was not the place for outsiders to gossip!

Accepting outside questioning or negative information was already a required course for people of the Du family.

For her, this kind of mindset was even more true. Time would give the answer to what was right and wrong; there was no need to waste extra time on certain people...

But now...

Shen Qinghan looked coldly at the Little Green Tea in front of her, the anger in her heart uncontrollably rising and surging.

"A weak girl? Hehe, a sickling is more like it. No wonder some people have known him since childhood and always considered themselves a sister, but in the end, they are still just a sister."

This stab caused 999+ damage to Sister Lin...

The smile on Lin Baizhi's face froze. Her chest heaved, and her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists.

Success by being a sister, defeat by being a sister.

Shen Qinghan's words struck right at Lin Baizhi's core. What she feared most was that only familial affection would be left, and in the end, she could only ever be just a sister.

Sister... you're the sister, your whole family are sisters!

"Yes, in the end, I am just a sister. I can't compare to you, eldest young lady, who will have a lifelong classmate relationship with my brother. It's so enviable. I also want to be some kind of classmate like you, eldest young lady..."

She repeatedly reminded the eldest young lady of the word "classmate," a 360-degree surround sound, dead-end-free attack.

Shen Qinghan didn't say a word. She stood to the side, coldly watching the Little Green Tea in front of her.

At a certain moment, both of them stopped. Time seemed to freeze, and in their eyes, there was only each other... Wasn't this also a kind of "dual female lead" scenario?

Man!!!

Without warning, the two quickly closed in and began to scuffle together!

"Huh? What, you're unhappy that I mentioned your classmate relationship, huh? You like putting on airs, right? You like pretending, right? Who are you pretending for! Bah!"

Sister Lin launched an elbow strike!

Eldest young lady's HP -1 -1 -1...

"When a person's heart is dirty, everything they look at is dirty. Your complexion is pale, your eyes are cloudy; you know exactly what kind of garbage is filling your head!"

"Seeing as you're a pitiful person, if you really can't manage, I'll pay the coin for you to ride the kiddie claw machine!"

Eldest young lady launched War Stomp, magical, and psychological attacks...

Lin Baizhi: "???"

Sister Lin's HP -999 -999 -999...

"You problem child, you're the one who rides the claw machine!!!" Lin Baizhi's face flushed red as she screamed like a madwoman, speeding up her punches to vent all the grievances she had suffered recently, including the frustration she just took from the little secretary, venting it all out at once!

Lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharp blade... Why did Sister Lin suddenly lose her defense so completely out of nowhere? Damn, it's so hard to guess. Could it be because she was hit right on the nose?

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