The Story of the Madam's Arrival... Ye Cheng's Phone Call

“B-Black boss?”

“Yeah, that’s right. A black boss, something like that.”

Su Su hesitated slightly as she spoke. Dongfang Zhixia nodded, then pulled out her phone and searched for a while. She found a picture of a mafia boss on an app—the kind with a scruffy beard…

“Something like this.”

Dongfang Zhixia spoke with complete seriousness.

Su Su stared at the scruffy, Godfather-like mafia boss displayed on her daughter’s phone and fell silent.

“Uh… sweetheart, are you sure this is the kind of person Mengmeng likes?”

Su Su was visibly at a loss.

Dongfang Zhixia nodded. “Yes, I’m absolutely sure. Mengmeng got hooked on gangster movies a long time ago. Whenever she doesn’t go out on weekends, she stays home and watches them.”

“She even hugs me when she goes to sleep and calls me ‘Boss’…”

After hearing her daughter’s explanation, the frown between Su Su’s brows instantly smoothed out.

“Oh… so that’s what it was. I was wondering what kind of ‘boss’ she meant. But… wouldn’t this be a little inappropriate?”

Su Su nodded, believing her daughter’s explanation. After all… Dongfang Zhixia had covered every angle. She had even laid the groundwork from the moment they entered the house, putting on an act in the car as well.

Unless her mother could read minds, she was bound to fall for it!

Dongfang Zhixia had originally thought that the young lady was unbeatable when it came to being an “exceptionally filial daughter.” She hadn’t expected President to be just as impressive—or perhaps even to have overtaken her.

Dongfang Zhixia nodded. “That’s what I think too. It’s fine. She’s only interested for three minutes at a time. After a while, she’ll forget all about it and go back to liking Korean oppas. There’s no need to worry about her.”

“Besides, where would we even find a boss for her these days?”

Dongfang Zhixia spread her hands, putting on an exasperated expression.

Su Su nodded. “True… As for bosses, it seems the only ones in Dahai City are the Demoness and her people. If we wanted to find one, we’d have to look there.”

Dongfang Zhixia: “???”

Wait, Mom, are you actually considering this?

Dongfang Zhixia was starting to lose her patience. She hurriedly interrupted her mother. “Are you really that bored? Mengmeng is still so young. Why are you in such a rush?”

Su Su blinked. “I’m not in a rush, but marriage is something she’ll have to deal with sooner or later. It’s better to start planning early. If we keep an eye out ahead of time, we can make the first move when the time comes, can’t we?”

Dongfang Zhixia: “…”

The idea was sound, and the reasoning was sound too. The only problem was… the timing was completely wrong.

If this had happened before, Dongfang Zhixia would definitely have supported Su Su. But now the problem was… looking for an answer when you already knew the answer?

Seriously?

Dongfang Zhixia: “…”

“Your mother still knows a few decent boys around Mengmeng’s age. We know their families well, and I think they’re quite good. I just don’t know whether Mengmeng will like them.”

Su Su didn’t notice the strange expression on her daughter’s face. She simply started counting on her fingers.

“The two boys from your uncle’s family are out. They’re a little too old, I think, and they’re as stiff as pieces of wood. Mengmeng probably wouldn’t like them. The boy from Weiguo’s family might work, but…”

Dongfang Zhixia: “…”

Stop talking…

If negative emotions could take physical form, a prompt reading “Depression +1, +1, +1…” would be hovering over President’s head right now, just like the ones that appeared over Ye Cheng’s.

“The one from your second uncle’s family seems a little young, but he’s quite handsome and does well in school…”

“Enough, stop listing them. I’m going to rest for a while.”

Dongfang Zhixia felt a headache coming on. She interrupted her mother’s endless rambling and closed her eyes, preparing to rest.

Su Su: “…”

What was that supposed to mean? She couldn’t even talk anymore?

Sigh…

Su Su’s rambling merely shifted from being spoken aloud to becoming a quiet mutter in her heart, as she continued calculating which “marriageable young men” would be suitable for the Little Secretary.

In fact, Su Su’s considerations weren’t entirely unreasonable. In a sense, the Little Secretary was no different from someone the family had raised themselves—and without the need to worry about blood relations, at that.

The best solution would be to keep her in either the Dongfang family or the Su family. It was safer to rely on their own people, and that way the two girls wouldn’t have to be separated.

A perfect solution that solved both problems!

Actually… Dongfang Zhixia had once thought the same way. As a last resort, they could find someone from either her mother’s side or her father’s side. It was safer to rely on their own people.

And if anyone bullied her, they could immediately go over and get even on her behalf…

Of course, that was assuming anyone was actually foolish enough to bully her.

They’d have their skulls cracked open!

A few minutes later, they arrived at the Dongfang family’s private airport. Mother and daughter boarded the plane together and flew north, toward the land of the Russkies.

Yes… according to reliable information from the Dongfang family’s logistics department—

Today, the Shen family and the Lin family had each sent a private plane toward Russia!

The unusual actions of both families made the reason obvious…

Ye Cheng was over there!

Probably, anyway?

At the same time, at the Shen family estate, Shen Ming was feeding turtle pellets to the turtles while making a phone call. The person on the other end was Lin Tianxiong.

“Brother Lin, don’t you think we’re going a little too far?”

“Brother Shen, what are you talking about? Someone from our company just happens to have an important multinational project to negotiate. Taking a plane is perfectly reasonable, isn’t it?” Lin Tianxiong’s calm voice came through the phone.

Shen Ming: “…”

“Mm, perfectly reasonable. So when are we setting off?” Shen Ming continued feeding the turtles in the pond.

“The sooner, the better. We’ll drive first, transfer to another vehicle, and then fly over…” Lin Tianxiong carefully arranged the entire process. With this chain of transfers, even if Su Su and the others realized later that they had been fooled, it would still take them quite a while to determine where the two families were headed.

By then, they might have already found him!

In theory, they should have waited a little longer to make things more secure. But the problem was…

“Old man, what are you dragging your feet for? Hurry up already!!!”

A somewhat manic and “slightly” impatient roar came from his own beloved daughter’s side of the line.

Lin Tianxiong: “…”

He could wait a little longer, but his daughter couldn’t. She seemed to be on the verge of mutating.

Hearing the roar from the other end, Shen Ming asked uncertainly, “Brother Lin, is everything all right over there?”

“Ahem, everything’s fine. I’m setting off now. You should hurry up too, Brother Shen.”

“Beep, beep, beep…”

The “slightly impatient” Lin Tianxiong quickly hung up. Shen Ming stared at his phone in silence.

“That urgent?”

“Sigh… Young people these days are all in such a hurry…”

Shen Ming shook his head with a sigh. Fortunately, their Hanhan wasn’t like that. She was calm and patient.

Very good.

“Little Lan, get everything ready. We’re leaving.”

Shen Ming fed the last of the pellets to the turtles, clapped his hands, stood up, and called toward the house.

No one answered…

Shen Ming: “???”

“Little Lan?”

“Little Lan, where are you?”

Shen Ming shouted into the house a couple of times, only to discover… no one answered him?

Sensing that something was wrong, Shen Ming hurried down from beside the pool and ran into the house to look for them. A moment later…

“Where are they?!”

A huge question mark seemed to appear over Shen Ming’s head. Little Lan was nowhere to be seen, and even his daughter, who had been sleeping in the room, had vanished. Had the two of them evaporated into thin air at the same time?

No… Could it be…

Shen Ming seemed to think of something. He quickly pulled out his phone and called the short-haired woman.

“Brrr… brrr…”

“Hello? Little Lan, where are you two? How come you’re gone?” Shen Ming’s voice was full of disbelief. How could two perfectly good people simply disappear? Where had they gone?

All he had done was feed a turtle and make one phone call. How had the two of them vanished?

“Um… Mistress, the young master and I are already on the plane.” The short-haired woman’s voice came from the other end after a brief silence.

Shen Ming: “???”

“On a plane? What plane? I haven’t even gotten in the car yet!”

“I’m sorry, Mistress. The young master said that time was tight and the task was important, so…” The short-haired woman stammered, her voice filled with guilt. Actually, she had wanted to remind their Mistress before leaving, but the other woman had looked so engrossed in feeding the turtle that she…

Shen Ming: “???”

Plop!

His phone slipped from his hand and hit the ground. At that moment, Shen Ming felt as if the sky had fallen.

Just a moment ago, he had been criticizing Old Lin’s daughter for being impatient and lacking composure, saying she wasn’t like his own daughter at all…

As it turned out, his own daughter had already boarded a plane, while he was still here feeding a turtle.

Shen Ming: “…”

Silently, Brother Doudou put on an expression of utter agony and became the last of them to set off.

“Ugh…”

On the way to the airport, Shen Ming’s phone rang again.

The caller ID read… Wanyi.

He answered and blurted out without thinking, “Wanyi, what’s going on over there? Have you found Xiao Cheng?”

“Did Brother Doudou miss me?”

“Ye Cheng’s” voice came through the phone.

Shen Ming: “???”

“Pull over!”

Shen Ming froze for a second before suddenly realizing what was going on. He told the driver to stop, covered the phone’s speaker, then got out and walked over to a small grove before speaking.

“Xiao Cheng, where are you right now? What’s going on over there? Are you hurt?”

“Pfft—hahaha! Doudou, you’re killing me! You actually fell for it! Hahaha…”

Du Wanyi’s laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Ming: “…”

@#￥%……

After a moment of silence, Shen Ming said, “Wanyi, do you dare use Xiao Cheng’s voice to call Hanhan just like you did me?”

“You old bastard, you’re trying to drag me down with you? Do you think I’m stupid? Hah—ptui!”

Du Wanyi immediately gave him a Dragon King’s Breath from the other end of the phone.

Shen Ming: “…”

“It’s fine. I recorded it. I’ll send it to Hanhan later.”

Du Wanyi: “???”

“Brother Doudou, I’m not joking anymore. It really is me. I’ve run into a bit of trouble over here, and I need your help.”

The madam’s voice disappeared, replaced by Ye Cheng’s. His tone was much more serious now, with an urgency he could no longer conceal.

Shen Ming: “???”

“Wanyi, this isn’t funny. Be serious and tell me what’s going on.” Shen Ming frowned.

“It really is me, Brother Doudou! If you don’t help me, I’m going to die!” The voice of “Ye Cheng” came through the phone, sounding somewhat anxious.

Shen Ming: “???”

“What’s happening over there? What do you need?” Shen Ming immediately composed himself and asked in a deep voice.

“Pfft—hahaha! Look at you, Doudou! You fell for it again! Hahaha! I can’t—I’m laughing so hard my stomach hurts! Hahaha…”

Du Wanyi’s barely restrained laughter came through the phone.

Shen Ming: “…”