Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

At that moment, Dayi was wiping the sweat off her sleeping son’s forehead when she heard Xiaoqian’s words, which startled her so much that she dropped the towel directly on Panpan’s face.

Mr. Yu quickly removed the towel from their son’s face. Poor son, almost suffocated by his mom in his sleep.

Panpan’s pleasant slumber was disturbed, and his face scrunched up like a bun. Mr. Yu gently patted Panpan, feeling his father’s presence, murmured a bit, and then went back to sleep.

Mr. Yu looked at Dayi in confusion. Why was she so frightened?

"Go ahead, tell me. I already know."

"You know?!" Dayi was taken aback.

"Yeah, I just saw him. Did you see him that day, wearing casual clothes with a woman?"

"No! I only saw him in casual clothes, but I didn’t clearly see if he had a woman with him. I just saw him coming out of the supermarket with two big bags and putting them in the trunk. I even thought you were with him."

"And then?"

"I happened to want to find you that day, but at that moment, I was on the bus and couldn’t get off. I saw his car heading towards your old apartment building, so I called Minglang to ask him to pick me up at the complex’s entrance."

Qian’s apartment was not far from her current place; she lived there before getting married.

The security was pretty strict there, requiring a card to enter. Dayi couldn’t get in and wanted Yu Minglang to pick her up.

"Whenever I call, I casually ask where he is, thinking he’d say he was with you at that apartment, then I could ask him to come down and give you a surprise. But I didn’t expect... he said he was at the company."

Suddenly, Dayi remembered that Xiaoqian was at her parents’ house at that time. So what was Yu Minglang doing with two big bags?

She could only console herself that the car and person she saw that day were not Yu Minglang, just a resemblance.

It was a deeply disturbing thought.

Dayi was profoundly shocked that day; such a situation left her in a dilemma.

Finally, after much deliberation, Dayi could only subtly call Xiaoqian, which would remind Xiaoqian without causing unnecessary trouble and damaging their marital relationship.

Xiaoqian easily figured out what Dayi implied, and she already knew where to catch Yu Minglang.

The old apartment Dayi mentioned was not far from here. If Yu Minglang really dared to play games outside and keep a mistress in her house, then she’d—

Then what would she do?

Xiaoqian was a bit annoyed with herself. Even when things had come to this point, deep down, she still believed in Yu Minglang.

Is love so blinding, blocking one’s eyes and clouding one’s mind, making her willingly a fool to believe a man who might be housing someone else in her apartment?

But Xiaoqian inexplicably believed, believed that he wouldn’t do that.

He wouldn’t do anything to betray her, wouldn’t tarnish the pure feelings they shared.

The way to prove she wasn’t wrong was simple—just go and see what he was up to.

With that thought, Xiaoqian made her way to her apartment, locked her car, and stood at the elevator door taking a deep breath.

If she really saw Yu Minglang with a young woman in her apartment later, could she control her emotions?

Just thinking about that scene made her heart twist with pain. She really didn’t want to face it, helplessly realizing that she, too, had insecurities and lacked confidence.

After hanging up Xiaoqian’s call, Dayi paced anxiously around the hospital room, deeply worried for Qian.

She turned and saw Mr. Yu quietly sneaking out.

Dayi quietly followed Mr. Yu, watching him take out his phone in the corridor. Dayi suddenly startled Mr. Yu.

"What are you doing?!"

"Calling Laomao." Mr. Yu, an honest fellow, didn’t lie. He answered Dayi truthfully.

"You’re terrible! You’re on the same side as that heartless man. You even want to tip him off, you’re an accomplice!"

Dayi glared at him, with a fierce look as if she dared to cut ties with him if he informed Yu Laomao.

"I think things haven’t been thoroughly investigated, and you women are just wildly guessing. Why not directly ask Laomao? Don’t ruin familial unity."

Mr. Yu was just straightforward.

He couldn’t believe his brother would betray his sister-in-law, and his solution was to just call directly.

"If there’s nothing to hide, there’s nothing to fear! If Yu Minglang hasn’t done anything wrong, Qian won’t find anything! You mustn’t tell him! If you do, it proves you’re not a good person either!"

When it came to Qian, the usually silent Dayi clearly got excited.

Mr. Yu silently looked at Dayi for a few seconds, and little bubbles of envy bubbled up inside him.

Wasn’t his wife supposed to be a gentle and virtuous woman? Why did she act like she had a shot of adrenaline when it came to Chen Xiaoqian?

"Alright, let’s go back inside."

"Not going to tip off your accomplice?"

"Tip what off? Aren’t you just trying to stall for time? I guess by now, Xiaoqian is already there, and it’d be too late even if I called."

Mr. Yu glanced at Dayi. Dayi lowered her head, secretly sticking her tongue out—no wonder he’s Mr. Yu; he knows everything.

After Xiaoqian opened the door with the key, the first thing she saw was the man about to escape through the window!

"If you dare run, don’t ever come home again!"

The shameless one, relying on his agility, actually thought he could escape from such a high floor?

As soon as Yu Minglang sensed the key turning in the door, he intended to run but was caught red-handed by his wife. He could only turn around with a guilty grin facing Xiaoqian.

"Haha... Wifey, what—what a coincidence!"

No wonder his eyelid had been twitching all day; the wife who just said she was out of town suddenly appeared here.

At this moment, Yu Minglang had only one feeling—he was going to have a tough time explaining this.

Xiaoqian’s eyes swept through her former home.

The place was tidy, with a scent of air freshener. Many tin cans were stacked on the coffee table, and her lying husband was awkwardly squatting on the balcony, ready to leap at any moment.

There was no sign of the rumored mistress. Where was this "golden house" hiding its beauty?

"This coincidence—I saw a man who claimed to be at the company drive right past me, naturally I had to check it out."

Xiaoqian walked straight into the house, and Yu Minglang hurriedly came over to explain.

"Wifey! Let me explain! There’s a reason for this!"

"Oh, and what reason made you lie to me?" Xiaoqian, ready to push open the bedroom door.

Yu Minglang blocked Xiaoqian.

"Wifey, you need to promise, no matter what you see when you open that door, you won’t get mad—or if you do, you can’t leave me! Nor walk out on me!"

At this point, it seemed the truth was about to be exposed, and he only hoped his wife would handle things with leniency.

"Dare to hide it; then don’t fear me finding out, get out of my way!" Seeing him act this way made Xiaoqian feel even more suspicious. In anger, she managed to push him aside with newfound strength, and the door swung open, bouncing against the wall.

It’s all over now!

Yu Minglang couldn’t bear to look, turning away and silently lighting a candle for himself.

"It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you about the beauty, just that I thought you wouldn’t agree and wouldn’t be happy, so I temporarily brought her here."

Xiaoqian’s eyes swept the room, but the rumored beauty was nowhere to be seen—just irked by his explanation of desperation.

"You have a beauty in our house; can I not be mad?! Using my place for these ridiculous things, you’re despicable!" Though she couldn’t see the mistress, her husband’s explanation in despair made her fuming.

Xiaoqian turned around, ready to smack Yu Minglang, when suddenly something tugged at her clothes.

What, was the mistress daring enough to come out and help? Xiaoqian angrily turned around, only to see a—

"Dog?!"