Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Her attention was instantly drawn over. She recognized it—these were the ten questions that bastard wrote that day!

Back then that guy’s emotions had been shredded by what she said, and he’d torn the question sheets to pieces without even wanting them anymore.

When Qian came out her own emotions were on the verge of collapse, so she didn’t notice these details. She never expected Yu Minglang to have collected all that guy’s questions.

She’d only gone back-and-forth with him on the first few questions; she had no idea what he said later. Qian read through them one by one. When she saw the last one, she frowned.

This question was actually:

Chen Xiaoqian, who gave you your life?

This question...

Really weird. Why would the other party suddenly ask that? Is that even a question? Her life was given by her mother and that scumbag father.

Qian just felt something was off here and was about to ask Yu Minglang, who’d already seen the correct answers, what that guy’s answer to this one was, when her phone lit up—it was Zheng Xu.

"What?! You tied Akka up? And kept her locked up for three days?!" After listening to Zheng Xu, Qian’s forehead practically filled with black lines.

Zheng Xu held a cigarette in his mouth, frowning as he looked behind him. It wasn’t just locking her up—he’d actually tied her down!

Behind Zheng Xu was a big bed, and on it lay a blonde sleeping beauty. But there was nothing indecent about the scene—the woman was trussed up like a zongzi, probably cursed herself tired and fallen asleep. It wasn’t hard to imagine that once Akka woke up, she’d change it up and start cursing Zheng Xu all over again.

Who told her to have such high combat power... if he didn’t tie her, it wasn’t safe!

Zheng Xu himself didn’t even know how things had escalated this far. He hadn’t originally planned to go this hard, but this blondie’s fighting ability was terrifying. The moment you let her loose it was an all-out beatdown. Without a few strong guys you couldn’t even pin her. When Zheng Xu fought her himself, he only barely managed to win by brute strength. If he didn’t want to get hit, he had to tie her up.

Facing Qian’s questioning, Zheng Xu decided to hide part of the truth.

"Yeah, she’s with me right now."

"Let her go, now! She was helping rescue people, why are you locking her up? Akka’s straightforward but she holds grudges. You lock her up, she is absolutely going to retaliate against you later—oh, I forgot to remind you, she used to be some country’s agent. She may be retired now, but all her skills are still there."

Akka’s hand-to-hand combat skills were already pretty solid. Back then she protected Qian and fought two top-tier bodyguards at once. But that wasn’t even her specialty—she was really good at gathering intelligence.

"Heh, how much of a storm can one woman really stir up." Zheng Xu still didn’t realize how serious this was.

"Let me spell it out for you. With all that dirt you’ve got on you, if she digs it up, tsk tsk, it’ll be on your dad’s desk within three hours. All those little episodes with celebrities, occasionally helping widowed women get through those long nights..."

Zheng Xu was so furious at Qian’s words he was practically flushed with shame.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting, how is it that exaggerated?!"

"You know better than anyone just how colorful Mr. Zheng’s love life has been. Anyway, if all that mess gets to your dad’s ears... tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Those three little "tsk"s made cold sweat break out all over Zheng Xu. He glanced at the still-sleeping blondie, and a hint of pleading crept into his tone with Qian.

"I only caught her because I was working for your Yu Family. You smooth this over for me."

"Why should I? I’m just a woman. One woman can’t stir up much of a storm, right? You’re so capable, Mr. Zheng, handle it yourself."

Qian was absolutely the type to hold a grudge. She tossed his earlier "women are useless" line right back at him, choking Zheng Xu so hard he almost couldn’t catch his breath. Before he could say anything else, Qian hung up on him.

Serves him right, absolutely serves him right!

Who told him to shoot his mouth off and tell the feminist Qian that women can’t stir up a storm. Just let Akka turn Zheng Xu’s whole house upside down~ Qian thought gleefully.

After being hung up on, Zheng Xu was a mess of headaches. He paced circles around the bed, looking at the sleeping Akka, his head pounding.

What was he supposed to do with this woman? He was a legitimate businessman now; he couldn’t just silence her. But if he let this little blondie dig up all his dirt and go fan the flames in front of his dad...

No way! He had to come up with a once-and-for-all solution! Zheng Xu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the sleeping Akka, and a plan began to take shape.

Qian hung up, just thinking about Zheng Xu getting slapped down made her secretly delighted. Someone needed to tame this philanderer playboy anyway.

Qian was planning to wait until Akka had taken her revenge on Zheng Xu to a satisfactory degree, then step in. But before she could think it through, Yu Minglang came over with a serious look on his face. The moment Qian saw his expression, she had a bad feeling.

"Something didn’t happen, did it? Don’t tell me there’s a problem with Panpan?" Qian asked nervously.

Yu Minglang shook his head.

"It’s not about Panpan. Big Brother said she’s doing pretty well now. Second Brother took Da Yi and the kids traveling, and Panpan’s emotions are stable."

"If it’s not Panpan, then why do you look like you’re constipated?"

"Someone wants to see you. Wang Xiaohong."

"What does she want with me?" These days, just hearing that name gave Qian a headache. Always making trouble. If it weren’t for that woman kicking up such a fuss, all this chaos wouldn’t have happened.

"She’s in the hospital for treatment right now. Things aren’t too good; the doctor says her will to live is very weak. If she keeps refusing to cooperate like this, it’s not going to end well for her. She made a request—she wants to talk to you alone."

Yu Minglang didn’t like that woman either; he was only passing along what Big Brother had said.

Big Brother hated Wang Xiaohong’s guts. She’d bullied Second Brother’s son first, then betrayed her marriage to Second Brother afterward. Even after the divorce she’d kept stirring trouble, and this time she’d even tried to wreck Big Brother’s marriage. It was only thanks to Qian’s quick thinking that Wang Xiaohong’s plan was ruined.

But since she was someone Qian and Yu Minglang had risked themselves to rescue, and Wang Xiaohong was now hell-bent on dying, the hospital had no choice but to notify Big Brother.

Normally Qian wouldn’t bother with this kind of messy business at all. But the last three days had transformed her; her mood was calm now, and she was willing to go take a look.

She wanted to see what, after such a huge ordeal, Wang Xiaohong still had to say to her.

Wang Xiaohong was placed in a fairly good hospital in Lishi, in a private room. Her whole body was wrapped in bandages, lying there all limp, her eyes empty as she stared at the ceiling in silence.

When Qian arrived, Wang Xiaohong’s family were there taking care of her. Qian waved her hand to signal the unrelated people to clear out, then told Yu Minglang to wait outside, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"I heard you wanted to see me?" Qian asked.

Wang Xiaohong squinted at Qian. This woman was still exactly as in her memory—forever the dazzling, glamorous fourth daughter-in-law of the Yu Family.

She wore a seemingly simple long sweater, paired with a pair of little leather boots. Her hair was always neatly tied back, revealing her long neck. Aside from the jade bracelet on her wrist, there wasn’t a single accessory on her. Even her nails were clipped clean without a trace of polish.

Back then, Wang Xiaohong had always felt that although Qian looked good, she was too plain. Never dripping in gold and jewels, not like a daughter-in-law from a wealthy family at all. Not like her—when she was a daughter-in-law in the Yu household, she couldn’t wait to wear every bit of her family fortune on herself, terrified others wouldn’t know she’d married into a powerful family.

Even when she left the Yu household, she was still bitterly unwilling. But now, seeing Qian up close, she seemed to suddenly understand something.