Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Qian not only wrote down his school, but also his favorite roses, even the fragrance of the roses.

"How... how do you know that?!" The villain was astonished.

If Qian hadn’t mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that beautiful sea of flowers.

Qian successfully planted a bombshell in his heart, causing the villain’s thoughts to become chaotic.

"You got it right. You scored another point. Congratulations, you’ve answered two questions correctly in a row."

Qian still looked at him with her enigmatic smile, but he felt as if there was a massive mountain in front of him. My god, this woman could see through everything about him.

This was Qian’s impressive skill.

Even though she was giving him easy points by asking about his matters, she could guess the subtle details, making him win yet feeling immense fear.

For the next third question, the villain asked a philosophical question, to which Qian casually answered incorrectly.

But when Qian asked the third question, the villain could no longer maintain his composure.

Qian asked about his feelings after failing to do things well.

After he answered, Yu Minglang raised the answer Qian had written, which was exactly the same as his response.

"You have no fear, not even a trace of guilt. You might feel sorry for the stray cats and dogs that die by the roadside, but you feel no remorse for the wrongs you’ve done and the people you’ve wronged. Later, you might even return to the scene of your misdeeds, light a cigarette, and reminisce about the process. Everyone fears the inevitable retribution, but you don’t. You even hang pictures of those poor people by your bedside, admiring and reminiscing your deeds, right?"

Qian’s response was almost identical to what he had written.

The villain began to sweat, looking at Qian with eyes filled with an unknown emotion.

"How... how do you know everything?"

Clearly, he got everything right, but what terrified him was that the one who held the key to his mind wasn’t himself.

That’s right, everything Qian said was his true thoughts. This woman was like his own self.

"Come, let’s answer the fourth question. This time I’ll ask first: Why did you become what you are today?"

"I don’t want to answer this question." The villain, already in turmoil from Qian’s previous questions, didn’t want to answer it.

Unexpectedly, Yu Minglang raised the answer paper in his hand with a smirk. It was a few bold words written by Qian herself.

Coward, unwilling to answer, unwilling to face oneself.

She even figured this out?! The villain panicked.

"Fine, I’ll tell you! It’s because I can’t feel others’ pain. Their wailing inexplicably excites me, you couldn’t have guessed that, right?!"

Originally hoping to guess everything right, now that Qian had guessed it all, it was even more terrifying, having no secrets was like being a salted fish.

This ferocious villain, in Qian’s eyes, was just a struggling salted fish.

"Dear, flip this answer paper over." Qian’s mouth curved into a mocking smile.

Yu Minglang flipped over the paper he didn’t want to answer, good grief!

"Wife, you guessed even that?"

"Read it to him!"

"Because your flawed personality makes you unable to feel the victim’s pain, you become an unbridled attacker, even enjoying the victims’ wailing, finding excitement in it. After answering, you’ll proudly say, you couldn’t have guessed that, right?"

Yu Minglang read with genuine sympathy for this guy.

Choosing to be a villain and playing this betting game with my wife, isn’t it just stepping into Chen Daxian’s trap?

What is Qian’s deal?

She’s a professional psychological expert!

During those few days she was assisting here, she researched this person with Apiao and others daily, afraid having studied every psychological trace of this person, her answers were profound analyses targeted at this individual.

Of course, the research people trailing behind provided Qian with plenty of inspiration when analyzing the formation of this person’s character, but her courage in playing like this was based on her confidence in her profession.

In Yu Minglang’s eyes, his wife now seemed possessed by a shaman, yet this guy being fooled by her was still oblivious, thrown off by Qian’s accurate predictions again and again.

These three questions seemed like freebies, but were actually mind attacks.

Qian had steadily won step by step, completely unraveling the opponent’s strategy.

Yet the game was far from over.

The opponent continued asking several questions, Qian either answered right or wrong, but that was no longer important.

What mattered was that Qian’s questions were increasingly sharp, all related to the opponent, each able to guess the opponent’s thoughts. By the ninth question, the opponent was mentally broken, clutching his head in agony asking.

"Who are you, who really are you! Why do you know me better than I know myself?"

With the foundation laid by the previous questions, the opponent was in utter chaos.

Qian took the time of nine questions, first attacking the mind then undermining the opponent’s psychological defenses, now at the ninth question, she finally revealed her trump card.

"Come, look up, look at me, look at me, see who I really am?"

This voice came out, and "hypnosis" immediately popped into Yu Minglang’s mind:

Hypnosis!

His wife’s classic signature skill!

"Who are you?" The opponent blankly looked at Qian.

"Repeat after me, I look like a woman."

"You look like a woman."

"But I am not just a woman, in fact, I am your heart, which is why I can guess everything you think. I am you, and you are me, come, look again, who am I?!"

The villain tormented to no end by Qian looked up at her, inexplicably feeling a dizziness in front of him.

Qian’s figure blurred from that of a woman.

"I am you, and you are me, nothingness is existence, existence is nothingness, everything you see is real, yet nothing is real..."

Qian spoke in a beguiling tone. Hypnotizing a high-IQ individual with a flawed personality was certainly no easy feat, all built on the foundation of her nine astonishing questions.

Having destroyed the opponent’s mental defenses with nine questions, then landing a decisive blow!

"You are me, and I am you..." the opponent was already repeating after Qian.

Yu Minglang didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that speaking now would interrupt Qian’s hypnosis.

"Yes, I am you, I am someone who cares about nothing, to me, everyone is like a weed, I don’t believe in ghosts or gods. If they really existed, why don’t those harmed by me come for revenge?"

"Yes, you are me."

The villain mechanically spoke, with his eyes unfocused.