Hehehe, little Hanhan, you wouldn't want to...

"What the hell?"

The Head Maid, who was still parking her electric scooter by the roadside, widened her eyes as she stared at the motorcycle speeding away in the distance, her expression filled with panic and shock.

And... she felt like she had seen that person somewhere before. He looked oddly familiar.

The Head Maid quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a photo just as the motorcycle was about to disappear at the end of the road. She saved it in her album to track him down later.

It came fast, and it left fast. Within less than ten seconds, Ye Cheng had vanished from the school gate.

As for witnesses... it seemed like only the Head Maid had seen it. The spot was in a blind zone for the security cameras. Whoever did this knew exactly when and where to strike. More importantly, his speed was incredible.

Decisive beyond belief.

The Head Maid even began to wonder—was what she just saw really a human?

How could anyone move that fast... Wait, could it be!

As if a sudden thought struck her, her pupils contracted. She quickly sent a message to Madam, along with the photo she had taken at the gate.

"Madam, do you recognize this person?"

...

Drip, drip, drip...

When Ye Cheng woke up again, he found himself tied to a chair, his hands and feet bound tightly, his mouth gagged. Not far away, water dripped incessantly from a leak in the ceiling.

Ye Cheng: "???"

What the hell—where did they drag me off to?

How did he get kidnapped out of nowhere? That couldn't be right. He was just a broke loser—what was there to kidnap him for? Unless he was secretly the illegitimate son of some trillion-dollar conglomerate CEO?

Just as Ye Cheng was beginning to wonder whether he might be the hidden heir to some vast fortune, footsteps echoed through the abandoned factory. A man in black, bundled up tightly with a smiling-face mask covering his face, walked over.

"Madam, what are you doing?" Ye Cheng blinked.

The approaching man in black visibly stiffened. Beneath the mask there was an unmistakable flash of panic. After three seconds of frantic thought, the figure rushed over and punched Ye Cheng twice without hesitation.

"What Madam? I have no idea what you're talking about!" Du Wanyi said coldly.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Madam, you forgot—you even treated me to a meal before!"

"Thump, thump, thump, treated to a meal, huh!" Another round of Madam's signature punches, and Ye Cheng was nearly knocked out.

Each punch landed solidly. That was the true Madam.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Madam, I was innocent in what happened before! Brother Doudou was the mastermind! If you don't believe me, wait until Brother Doudou comes back and ask him!" Ye Cheng screamed desperately.

He never expected to get caught like this. Who would have thought the Madam would be waiting at the school gate early in the morning? Was she even human?

Wasn't the Madam supposed to be back home sleeping in or something? Why was she staking him out here?

Did that make any sense?

Was there no justice anymore? No laws? No morality? No...

"Thump, thump, thump!"

"Brother Doudou is next—it's only a matter of time. One by one!" Du Wanyi said coldly, patting down Ye Cheng and pulling out his phone.

Beep, beep, beep...

"Password incorrect."

Du Wanyi: "..."

She remembered the password was this... why was it wrong?

"What's the password?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Give me the phone, and I'll unlock it for you—that'll be faster..."

"Thump, thump, thump, password, password, what's the password? I want the password!" Another smooth combo from the Madam.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"aSdfihbaSdlif23489lCZkXih28..."

Du Wanyi: "???"

"You dare mess with me?"

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Ye Cheng's HP dropped by 100, 100, 100...

Ye Cheng: "..."

"No, really! That is the password! Trust me, you have to trust me!!!" Ye Cheng screamed with all his might, never trying so hard in his life. Why wouldn't they believe him even when he told the truth? He said earlier that he should just do it himself.

If he gave the password, he'd get a beating. And now that he gave it, he got a beating anyway.

"Say that again?" Du Wanyi raised an eyebrow.

"aSdfihbaSdlif23489lCZkXih28..." Ye Cheng repeated the password.

Du Wanyi: "???"

What the hell—so it really was the same password as before? You weren't messing with me?

Du Wanyi got even angrier. Thump, thump, thump—she hit him with a few more elbows. "Who makes a password this long? I'll tell you—I hate people like you who set stupidly long passwords. From now on, every time I see you, I'll beat you up!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Du Wanyi handed the phone to Ye Cheng and told him to unlock it. "Hurry up. You've got one minute. If you don't unlock it, don't blame me!"

She looked absolutely ferocious.

Ye Cheng: "..."

I told you to just let me do it from the start, Madam... Could it be that you were just looking for an excuse to hit me?

Ye Cheng was now seriously suspecting that the Madam in front of him was just settling old scores—finding any excuse to rain punches on him. If he got it wrong, she'd hit him. If he got it right, she'd hit him. Either way, it was a beating.

Ye Cheng: "..."

In under ten seconds, Ye Cheng unlocked the phone.

"That fast?" Du Wanyi's brow arched. Thump, thump, thump—another combo landed on him.

"If you could do it that fast, why didn't you do it sooner? Messing with me, huh? I'll teach you to mess with me!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Absolutely merciless. After two and a half minutes of torment, Ye Cheng finally managed to log into the messaging app and find Sister's chat window.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk—sending you messages late at night. Little Hanhan has never done that for me, boohoo..."

Staring at the phone, Du Wanyi crouched down pitifully, whimpering. Ye Cheng sensed something was wrong and silently scooted his chair back, ready to bolt. He had a feeling that if certain memories stirred the Madam's emotions, he'd end up getting another beating.

After a while, Du Wanyi got up from the floor, dialed Sister's number for a video call, found a suitable spot, and set up the stand she had prepared earlier.

She propped the phone on the stand and started a live broadcast.

This scene felt oddly familiar... Wait—wasn't this exactly like when Brother Doudou got kidnapped and live-streamed before? How did he end up in Brother Doudou's shoes?

Ye Cheng's eyes filled with terror as he finally realized what the Madam was planning.

"Madam, calm down! Acting on impulse is the devil! Do you even know what the consequences will be?"

"Thump, thump, thump, shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Du Wanyi kept laying into him while ranting. After a while, she took off her hood and mask, and Ye Cheng gasped when he saw her current appearance.

Her face was bruised and swollen. Anyone who didn't know better would think a panda had escaped from the zoo.

It couldn't have been more tragic.

Ye Cheng initially thought the Madam was into cosplay, but it turned out she was beaten so badly that she had no choice but to wear a mask just to show her face. The young lady must have hit her hard enough to turn her into a panda...

If that's the case, then the Madam retaliating against him could be considered justified?

No, justified hell. Young lady, save me! The Madam has gone berserk!

"Beep, beep, beep..."

At the same time.

In the classroom, last row, seat by the window.

Shen Qinghan rested her chin on one hand while flipping through a book with the other, sideways glancing at the empty seat beside her, as if waiting for someone.

Still hasn't shown up for class. Where has he run off to this time?

Shen Qinghan wondered in her mind. The next second, as if by some telepathic connection, her phone rang. She pulled it out to check—it was Ye Cheng calling.

Shen Qinghan frowned slightly but still answered the call.

"Ding!"

The moment the call connected, the camera shook for a bit, then steadied, revealing Ye Cheng tied to a chair, looking like he was about to be kidnapped and ransomed.

As soon as the phone connected, Ye Cheng clutched at it like a lifeline: "Young lady, save me! The Madam has gone berserk!"

"Bang, bang, bang... 'Madam' this, 'Madam' that—who told you I'm the Madam!"

Du Wanyi, who had been fiddling with her phone nearby, rushed over upon hearing Ye Cheng's voice and threw a few punches, looking like a vicious kidnapper.

Shen Qinghan: "..."

What are these two idiots doing?

Shen Qinghan watched the two on her phone calmly for a long moment. Finally, Du Wanyi put her mask back on and walked up to the phone to start negotiations.

"Little Hanhan... ahem, Shen Qinghan, see this guy here? I know you like him. I'll give you one hour, one hour..."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Without hesitation, the young lady hung up the phone, putting an end to a farce that hadn't even begun.

In the abandoned factory.

Du Wanyi: "???"

What the heck!!!

A giant question mark appeared over Du Wanyi's head, and shock filled her eyes. That's not how it was supposed to go. Shouldn't the script have her begging for the victim not to be harmed?

Where were the tears, the regret, the confession of true feelings? Why did she just hang up?

Seeing the Madam apparently unraveling, like her brain was short-circuiting, Ye Cheng sensed trouble. He quietly mustered his strength and shuffled bit by bit toward the factory exit, ready to bolt.

"Aaaah—"

"Dammit, why, why did it fail again!!!"

Du Wanyi collapsed to her knees, looking completely unhinged as she pounded the floor. Whether it was Ye Cheng's imagination or not, he could clearly feel the ground tremble slightly.

Gulp. Ye Cheng swallowed hard. The Madam's stats were way overboard. Could they please nerf her, or just ban her outright? With this kind of power, where was the fairness in the game?

"Stop right there! Where do you think you're going!"

Du Wanyi stood up from the ground, glaring ferociously at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Nothing, Madam. I just thought the view and lighting over there were better and wanted to check it out. Just taking a walk, you know... Madam, what are you doing? Ah, no, stop!!!"

Madam's Mighty Fist!!!

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Ye Cheng's HP dropped -100, -100, -100...

A few minutes later, Ye Cheng was tied to a concrete pillar, completely subdued this time with zero room for escape.

Du Wanyi set up her phone stand again, aimed it at Ye Cheng, and was about to call Ye Cheng's phone when it rang on its own.

"Beep, beep, beep—President is calling..."

Du Wanyi raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and her expression twisted with malice.

Tied to the pillar, Ye Cheng's eyes filled with terror... No, stop, Madam! If you do this, the young lady will kill you!!!

By now, Du Wanyi had completely lost it. No one could stop her, and she was beyond reason. She answered the call.

"Where are you?" Dongfang Zhixia's somewhat displeased voice came through.

"Hehehe, you wicked little brat of the Dongfang family, I've kidnapped your little handsome here. If you're smart, prepare one million—no, ten million, scratch that, ten billion—in cash to come bail him out within the hour, or I'll kill him!"

Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

"Aunt Du, what are you doing?" came Dongfang Zhixia's faintly muted voice.

Du Wanyi: "???"