Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Qian was woken up by hunger the next day, her brain blank for a few seconds. As certain memories from last night rushed back, her face felt like it was on fire.

Damn Mai...

The random things she sent were truly a rip-off!

Qian casually threw on a robe, dragging her heavy body, not even bothering to shower, and began searching around the house.

Where did that box of junk go? She needed to find it and throw it all out!

Just using one almost made her unable to get up, and thinking of how there’s a huge box of them made Qian feel overwhelmingly sad.

No way, she had to destroy it while Yu Xiaoqiang was away at work.

She couldn’t believe it, the house was only so big, how could there be something she couldn’t find?

Yet she really couldn’t find it.

It was clearly stashed under the bed last night, but now there was nothing under the bed. It was as if she had just dreamed last night.

The wardrobe, the bathroom, the guest room, even the tatami under the bay window, Qian had dug through them all.

She looked through every corner of the house but couldn’t find it!

When Yu Minglang walked in and saw his adorable little wife on her knees, seemingly checking under the sofa.

Qian shot up like a scared bird when she saw him.

Why did this guy suddenly come back?

Yu Minglang raised the lunch box in his hand, "I figured you’d wake up soon, so I brought you breakfast. Also, I’m taking you to work. Since today you’re starting as the psychology group’s special external reinforcement, it’s not good to be late on your first day."

His eyes scanned her sleepwear with mischievous intent, nodding wickedly.

"Even though I usually keep work and personal life separate, I wouldn’t mind going in a little later. What do you say, honey, shall we go in late together? I wouldn’t want to refuse your affection for me."

What to do when your wife loves you too much?

Of course, you give in.

Qian really wanted to slap this shameless guy.

This man kept breaking the record for shamelessness, constantly lowering the baseline of human decency.

"If you dare make me late on my first day, the sofa in the living room will be your eternal home," she said, casting a murderous smile at the sofa.

Yu Minglang regretfully gave up the idea of being an indulgent ruler, placing the breakfast on the table.

"Qian, is this what they call playing hard to get?"

In response, Qian threw a sofa cushion at him, "I reject your paw!"

"Were you looking for something just now?" Yu Minglang dodged the "projectile" she threw, asking curiously.

Qian’s face heated up; she couldn’t admit she was looking for that box of tricky gifts from Mai, so she feigned calm.

"I was just checking the cleanliness of the house. This sofa really needs a cleaning, there are hidden spots."

"Oh, I thought you were looking for a gift. Don’t worry, that box of things has been dealt with."

"Thrown away?" Qian’s eyes lit up.

Yu Minglang grinned, "Not at all. I just hid them well. Don’t you worry, no one who comes to our house will find out that Mr. Chen has such a peculiar hobby. I’ve hidden them so well even I couldn’t find them. Honey, don’t you think I’m amazing?"

A self-equipped hiding skill.

"I... have a peculiar hobby?" Qian gritted her teeth.

Someone nodded, oblivious to danger, "Of course, my wife is such a passionate woman."

Qian beckoned with her finger, "Now, would you like to receive a passionate morning kiss from this fiery woman?"

Anyone who could refuse that wouldn’t be a true man.

Yu Minglang always prided himself as a real man, and upon hearing there was a treat, he eagerly leaned in, thinking happily about how it was a reward for his performance last night, how passionate his wife was—

"Ah!"

A few seconds later, a scream echoed from Mr. Yu’s home.

A beautiful morning starts with an appropriate workout.

After breakfast, Qian changed into her work attire and followed Yu Minglang out the door. The special reinforcement work she had secured for herself was starting today.

Upon arrival, many people were curiously looking at the couple as Yu Minglang occasionally stopped to greet someone.

Yu Minglang was relatively low-key, so many at his old workplace didn’t recognize the pretty woman as the legendary Mrs. One.

It wasn’t until Qian made such a high-profile appearance yesterday that everyone knew this woman, as beautiful as a star, was Yu Minglang’s beloved wife.

"One, what happened to your eye?" Someone with keen eyes noticed that the magnificent Mr. Yu had a seemingly bruised left eye socket today.

Yu Minglang touched his eye socket, glancing at the woman beside him.

Qian lowered her head, appearing as a docile and obedient little wife, making it clear it had nothing to do with her.

"It’s, um, from a passionate woman..."

Yu Minglang sighed, why was his wife so passionate! She acted like a sweet girl but ended up giving him a black eye!

He really needed to discuss with her in the future: could she avoid hitting his face?

He was going to have to put up with this all day.

"One, what did you say?" The person hadn’t heard clearly.

"Nothing."

He wondered if his wife was particularly upset today.

However, his companions were filled with admiration.

Truly a remarkable figure, to be working hard with an injured face after celebrating his recent wedding and helping to catch a serial offender yesterday. A true man’s man!

Everyone assumed it was a consequence of the capture mission, not realizing that Yu Minglang simply provided a venue and showcased their newly developed chips to lure the bad guys. He didn’t participate in direct action, so how could he have been injured?

"Sister-in-law, One is quite impressive outside the home. Does he listen to you a lot at home?"

This person saw Qian always having her head down, appearing gentle and quiet, couldn’t help but ask. Everyone wanted a glimpse into the private life of a legendary figure.

Yu Minglang was no ordinary man; he was not only suave and wealthy but also the War God of his old unit, both scholarly and martial. Such men were rare.

"Not at all, he’s a very dominant man, I listen to him in everything. Oh, this world, whoever has the stronger fist has the status," Qian said wistfully, causing Yu Minglang to stumble ahead.

This, this, this... is there any justice?

She hit him, but came out looking vulnerable and pitiful, this was too... what the heck!