A resounding victory!

Night Song let out a satisfied breath, the soft touch of the four little girls' hair still lingering on her fingertips.

Her whole body was covered in the scent of the four little girls.

It felt like I pampered four affectionate kittens at a cat cafe all at once, leaving my soul with a sweet, languid feeling.

That's incredible.

The night song was almost completely burned out.

"That's all there is to it!"

Of course, this is pretty much her limit.

If An Qi and Tang Lulu are added to the mix, then the only option might be to have the split-body help as well.

As for Xia Lian District...

She's not even a loli, so don't even try to get involved. At most, you can only watch from the sidelines.

Now, Ye Yao sits contentedly in front of her computer, wondering what else she can do before the day ends.

After all, she is still using the identity of Night Child, which allows her to do things that Night Yao was not suitable for before.

It was undoubtedly an excellent cover.

Night Child is the perfect disguise that allows her to briefly step out of the lazy persona of "Night Ballad" and do some outrageous things without having to take responsibility.

And it will absolutely not affect my slacking off life afterwards.

Ye Yao paused for a moment.

Hey, I've got it!

A slightly malicious thought, like a spark from a fire, ignited in her mind with a "pop".

Those guys... those guys who always like to hide behind the data stream and spy on her screen like ghosts.

In the past, she would at most casually click on some amazing videos of people "going down together".

Or you could open the chat history posted by a member of the "moving shit" group and disgust them.

This was one of the few interactions she was able to have with them.

No one noticed anything unusual, let alone suspected Ye Yao's actions.

But now?

Now she is a "night child".

A hint of mischievousness crept onto Ye Yao's lips.

A chilling, sharp aura, characteristic of the Night Child, quietly permeated the air.

She opened the blank notepad window.

The pure white background stands out starkly against the slightly dim wallpaper, resembling a courtroom.

Fingertips hover above the keyboard.

Ye Yao could even imagine a monitoring room where staff were routinely staring at the suddenly lit area, perhaps with very serious expressions.

"It's time to say hello to you all~"

Then she started tapping.

Snap... Snap... Snap...

Each letter fell clearly and slowly, with a deliberate and breathtaking rhythm:

"You've been watching me, haven't you?"

The cursor blinked coldly behind the question mark, like a single eye.

The air in the cold monitoring room seemed to freeze instantly.

The huge screen displayed the image of an electronic device, which was Ye Yao's computer desktop.

The suddenly opened pure white notebook, and the line of jet-black Song typeface on it, were like a gaping hole in an abyss, swallowing up all the background noise.

"hiss--"

The technician in charge of this matter gasped, leaned back abruptly, and almost fell off his chair.

Trembling fingers unconsciously pressed the edge of the alarm button, but were too stiff to press it.

He stared intently at the words, his pupils dilating in horror, his back instantly soaked with a layer of cold sweat.

It felt like being in an empty elevator at midnight when a security camera suddenly winked at you.

What else could this be but a ghost story?

The personality analysts, gaming experts, and sociology masters who witnessed this scene were all frozen in place.

Everyone felt as if they were being stared at by a pair of mocking eyes.

"Miss Night Child... is greeting us... she knows us..."

I don't know who said that in fits and starts.

No one responded.

The entire monitoring room fell into a deathly silence.

The only sounds were the low hum of the machines and the heavy, suppressed breathing of a few people.

The words on the screen weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a lead weight.

The observed is now mocking the observer from behind an invisible net.

Sweat really did stream down my temples, sticky and cold.

In front of the screen.

Ye Yao tilted her head slightly, seemingly admiring her masterpiece that she had just completed.

She could already imagine the frantic reactions of those screen-peeping guys.

That's so much fun!

The feeling of manipulating others, watching them break out in a cold sweat because of a casual remark you made...

It's really delicious!

If it were Ye Yao's personality, she might have kept the prank to a minimum.

But the Night Child will not.

A perverse sense of humor is like a poisonous vine; once it takes hold, it spreads unchecked.

Her fingers landed on the keyboard again.

This time, the movements were light and bouncy, with a childlike yet chilling casualness.

The syllable "hee" popped out.

The cursor blinked, like the panting of a demon.

"Xi" is another syllable.

Then, she pressed the Enter key.

"whee"

These two simple reduplicated words hang forlornly below the question in the previous sentence. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

No emojis, no unnecessary embellishments, just the purest and most direct "hehe".

However.

Against this backdrop of deathly silence and being spied upon.

These two words are more impactful than any ferocious expression.

"Hehe"—as if saying: Look, I know you're here, I know you're scared, and this... is so much fun.

The sound of everyone swallowing their saliva was so clear.

They finally faced the pressure that Lou Wei, Fu Qi, and others had been enduring.

If you don't get noticed by the Night Children, that's fine. Staying on the margins is actually a good thing. Having a low profile has its advantages.

Success is simply avoiding being targeted by the Night Children!

But now...

Ye Tong was undoubtedly aware of the existence of the rumor mill.

She even knew what the group was doing, as if nothing could be hidden from her.

Only night children give off this feeling; it's truly terrifying.

The members of the rumor circle didn't dare to move an inch.

Even though there was a period of time between them, and there was an electronic screen in between, they did not perform any other operations.

Fortunately, Night Child stopped typing.

Instead, he deleted all the words in the notepad, as if he was already satisfied.

The members of the rumor circle gradually relaxed, but they were still shaken.

"...Isn't she angry?"

"They probably don't take us seriously."

"If that's the case, that would be great. Being targeted by her is not a good thing."

"Fortunately, we know that the person who typed these words was Ye Tong. If it had been Ye Yao... I'm afraid I would have had a heart attack."

After everyone calmed down, they began to analyze the situation.

"It seems that Ye Tong has no intention /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ of punishing us, nor does she intend to tell Ye Yao about this. Otherwise, she wouldn't have deleted the words from the notebook. It seems that she still wants to protect Ye Yao's peaceful life."

"But her attitude remains ambiguous. What exactly is she thinking?"

Should we contact Luo Jianhua?

"No, what's the difference between letting Luo Jianhua send messages right under Ye Tong's nose and betrayal?"

Perhaps she already knew Luo Jianhua had a problem, but simply turned a blind eye.

"Don't let Luo Jianhua act now; that child is probably under a lot of pressure right now."

Everyone felt very heavy-hearted.

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight.