Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Yu Minglang couldn’t understand why his promising wife would play a game with a madman at a one-sixth chance of death?

"For others, it’s a one-sixth chance of death, but I can make that chance zero. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. The rules of this game can’t be played his way; I’m a psychological expert, so we’ll play by our psychological rules."

"What do you want to do?"

Qian whispered a few words in his ear, and Yu Minglang went from anxious at first to furrowing his brows, considering whether Qian’s method was feasible.

"Are you confident? The opponent’s IQ is quite high." Yu Minglang asked her.

Qian nodded confidently.

"In my eyes, he’s just a patient off his meds. No matter how high a patient’s IQ is, it’s useless with me."

Yu Minglang met her gaze, not as a husband this time, but using his professional experience.

Qian’s eyes were calm, devoid of any fear, and not overly excited. This killing game didn’t thrill her; she just saw it as a therapeutic tool, which reassured Xiaoqiang.

If she were as euphoric as that lunatic inside, he wouldn’t allow Qian to go in at all.

"Okay, we’ll go in together." Yu Minglang chose once again to trust Qian.

"I want to go in too!" Dai Yi pleaded anxiously.

Her son’s whereabouts were currently unknown, and she was genuinely worried.

"You stay here; the opponent hasn’t allowed you inside. Going in would provoke them."

"If I’m not allowed in, why did they call me! What are they trying to do!" Despite the psychological defense Qian administered beforehand, Dai Yi couldn’t hide her emotions in such a life-and-death situation, her mind consumed with thoughts about her missing son, her heart breaking.

"You being kept out means Panpan is currently well, Dai Yi. If I calculated correctly, he probably wants you to take care of Panpan for life."

"What?" Dai Yi gazed at Qian, puzzled as to what she meant.

"Calling you here was a test of your true feelings for Panpan. If your feelings aren’t genuine, you wouldn’t dare come. I don’t know how he’d have dealt with Panpan then, but he wouldn’t return Panpan. However, seeing you here shows your sincere feelings for Panpan, and recognizing he won’t survive, he likely wants to entrust Panpan to someone trustworthy."

Qian’s explanation provided Dai Yi’s anxious heart a momentary solace, and at that moment, the props she requested were ready. Yu Minglang tucked the gun holster onto his waist, his body concealing other weapons, ready to rely on his firearm skills and speed if necessary.

"Qian!" Just as Qian prepared to rise with Yu Minglang, Dai Yi suddenly grabbed Qian’s sleeve.

"Don’t go; I feel he’s letting you in just to drag along someone as a scapegoat! He doesn’t plan to come out alive!"

Upon hearing this, Qian nodded appreciatively, patting Dai Yi’s shoulder.

"Good, you’re already able to think independently. You’ve made great progress."

Upon hearing the plan to entrust Panpan completely to her, Dai Yi didn’t relax; instead, she immediately thought the other party might be in such a rush to die, trying to drag Qian along in his dying moments, hence she spoke to stop Qian, showcasing a quick-thinking ability compared to before.

"At such a time, you still have the heart to praise me; don’t go." Dai Yi worried about Qian.

"I never act without certainty. Don’t worry; in 20 minutes, your Qian will still be alive and kicking. As for that guy who doesn’t know if he’s dead or alive..."

Qian gave a menacing smile toward the closed door, "Whether he can still stand is anyone’s guess."

In her professional domain, she would never be defeated by an outsider. No matter how high the opponent’s IQ, in her eyes, he’s just a patient, nothing more.

That’s confidence.

Qian and Yu Minglang went in, and Dai Yi clasped her hands together. She didn’t believe in religion; she only believed in Qian, unable to dissuade Qian, she could only silently pray for Qian.

Qian was calm, and with Yu Minglang by her side, they proceeded toward the destination.

The office was located in the city’s most bustling area, but the developer blindly pursued profits, leading to many unreasonable design aspects. The path led past several rooms, all with open doors. The people originally working inside had been evacuated; the oppressive space was extremely quiet, the corridor without windows lit only by electric lights, making the whole walk down the hallway oppressive.

The warmth of his fingertips provided Qian a hint of comfort, easing her current tense emotions.

When they reached the big iron door that had been modified, the villain spoke again through the loudspeaker.

"You said you’d bring your husband, so why did you bring a trained fighter in? You want to capture me with him? Deceiving me will make this bitch die horribly!"

"I’m not deceiving you; he is my husband, and I do intend to capture you with him. It just depends on whether you have the courage to play this game with your life." Qian responded calmly.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Strip!" Qian ordered Yu Minglang, and he immediately complied by removing his bulletproof vest, taking off all the weapons on it, leaving himself bare-chested, then hugged his neck and kissed him.

Behind them, the group drew a cold sweat. Whose side was the lady on? Why did she disarm herself before the criminal even made a request?

They had no idea, but Qian’s Heart Attack Skill had already started from that moment.

The opponent likely didn’t expect Qian to be so straightforward, even able to preemptively fulfill his demands.

The villain planned to have Qian’s companion remove all their clothes, but Qian spoke first, disrupting his rhythm and causing him a psychological setback.

"Smart, indeed. Can you read minds?"

"If I say I can, would you believe me?"

"Then tell me, what’s my next move?" The villain still didn’t believe, having spent a lifetime using his intellect to toy with others, how could he fall before a woman today?

"I guess you want—to have him keep stripping."

Qian glanced at Yu Minglang’s trousers, his face flushing immediately. Fortunately, there was nobody else there to see his expression.

"Darling, are you teasing me?" he said, helplessly.

Should a woman undress her man in front of people?

"I can’t bear to expose you, but ask the person inside, is that what they want?"

Qian winked.

The loudspeaker transmitted the villain’s laughter, "Great, you have some nerve, finish and I’ll let you in!"

Qiao Zhen heard this, quickly turned to the only female here, the persistently accompanying and irremovable Liu Miao.

"Mr. Liu, please turn around, no peeking."