Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Why hadn’t Yu Mingyi noticed before that his son’s eyes always lit up every time he saw him come home?

"Didn’t you say Qian had something to do? Why did you come back so quickly?" Dayi asked, puzzled.

"It’s nothing."

Second Brother glanced at the child, then at Dayi, turned around, and entered the bedroom. Once the door was closed, no one knew what he was doing inside.

Panpan exchanged a glance with Dayi, "Mom, is Dad unhappy?"

Panpan was a very observant child and could detect changes in adults’ emotions.

Dayi shook her head, confused.

She felt that Second Brother wasn’t unhappy, but was experiencing another emotion she couldn’t describe, as if he was enveloped in mist.

On the way home, neither Qian nor Yu Minglang spoke.

Although Qian appeared almost coldly objective when facing Second Brother, Yu Minglang knew she wasn’t as calm as she seemed.

She started frantically researching various cases, those her teacher had given her and those regarding this type of personality she had encountered before.

She thought for a long time without getting a hundred percent result.

The son of a murderer isn’t necessarily a bad person.

But this defective personality is highly likely to be passed on to children.

Qian had always wanted to find a perfect solution, but she couldn’t get past her psychological barrier.

A psychologist cannot review the same problems for their own family, not because it’s difficult, but because there’s too much emotional bias; the feelings for their family prevent them from maintaining absolute objectivity.

"You go back to the office yourself, drop me off at the bookstore," Qian said to him after returning to Lishi and passing by the bookstore.

Yu Minglang was worried about Qian being alone, but work was busy. He had specifically taken time off to return because of Second Brother.

"Then you read quickly, and after finishing, drive home," Yu Minglang handed the car over to Qian and took a taxi to the company.

The bookstore was large, selling various books on several floors. Qian walked straight to the section she needed.

There were very few books on this topic.

It could be said that this field is virtually a blank in the current stage in the country. Qian looked around and found nothing; she drove directly to the library on campus.

Still nothing.

Qian then went to Mr. Liu’s house, but he had just gone out of town for a voluntary medical consultation and wasn’t there.

Walking in the school, Qian looked confused.

This was the second time she felt powerless, the first being after Shi Tou was hypnotized.

She always felt she was invincible, but only when faced with a problem did she realize that she too had insurmountable hurdles.

Clearly a very simple matter, but she just couldn’t handle it, feeling thoroughly defeated.

"Qian?" Aka came over with a bag of food, immediately spotting her.

Today, Qian’s expression looked heavy, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was worried about something.

Shouldn’t she be immersed in the joy of newlyweds? Why did she look like this? Could it be that Yu Minglang wasn’t treating her well? Remembering the boss’s reminders before leaving, Aka immediately became serious.

"It’s you," Qian nodded at Aka.

"Are you here for something? Do you need my help?" For example, giving Yu Minglang a good beating—uh, probably wouldn’t win!

"I wanted to ask my teacher a question, but he’s not home. I have to think of other options."

After Qian hurriedly left, Aka was still pondering.

What could be troubling Qian? She must have gone to Mr. Liu for an unsolvable professional issue; maybe I should open the pouch he left?

Before leaving, Mr. Qio left a pouch with Aka, saying Qian should open it if she encountered a problem.

So, given the current situation, should it be opened...

While Aka was mulling over the matter, Mr. Qio called.

"Boss! I just wanted to ask you something; Qian just seriously came over looking for Mr. Liu to ask him something, but he’s not here, so should I open the pouch you left and see what’s inside?"

"Are you a pig? I told you to only open it if you can’t contact me and her husband can’t calm her! Do you think I’m just air?" How could he have placed such a dumb person next to Qian?

"Uh... I forgot about this."

"You can’t do anything but eat, stupid to death. I’ll handle this, you don’t need to worry." Anyway, this incompetent agent wouldn’t know anything but eating.

"But we haven’t figured out what’s troubling Qian. What did she encounter? I want to seriously investigate..." Aka said while walking outside the school, still holding her giant bowl of stinky tofu.

"No need, by the time you figure it out, it will be too late."

Constantly mocked and despised by the boss, Aka was feeling quite hurt. She wanted to clarify with the boss, but he had already hung up.

"What’s this, so cold... huh? Isn’t that Mr. Hemorrhoid Smell?" Aka stood by the roadside with her stinky tofu, watching as a flashy Mercedes stopped and a woman with long legs got out, slamming the door hard.

And in the driver’s seat, Zheng Xu looked expressionless at the woman’s antics.

He thought Qian was right.

This woman really shouldn’t be approached.

Qian had warned him to avoid this woman if he met her on a blind date. He dodged it once, but his family brought it up again. To appease his dad, he went for a meal, and then this woman stuck to him like glue.

Zheng Xu’s emotions were always rich; there were always various women around him. Recently, he got close to a minor celebrity who was photographed with him. This woman considered herself his girlfriend and started to make a big fuss, demanding to get out of the car halfway.

Zheng Xu didn’t want to stop her; he wasn’t interested in placating any woman.

Seeing Zheng Xu unwilling to come out from the car, the woman got angry. She had always been treated like a precious princess—how could she be treated like this!

She returned angrily, banging on Zheng Xu’s car window, her tears streaming down.

"Why don’t you chase me! Don’t you love me!"

"No. You are annoying."

Plain and swift!

Can you believe seeing such drama while eating?! Ah, so exciting!

Aka stuffed a mouthful of fried stinky tofu into her mouth; perhaps it’s because gossip feels comfortable?

The woman didn’t expect such a straightforward rejection. She had never thought Zheng Xu wouldn’t accept her, leaving her no shred of dignity.

The stimulus made her feel unreconciled; she liked Zheng Xu so much—how could he not like her?

"Get out! Let’s talk this through!" the woman continued to cry.

Zheng Xu was super annoyed; he should have listened to Qian’s warning to stay away from this woman, or he wouldn’t have been stuck with this, simply annoying!