Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

"Beauty gets depressed if it leaves me now, and I can’t abandon it, but it’s also inappropriate not to fulfill what I promised my wife. I’m planning to first improve Beauty’s mood; once it’s better, maybe I can return it or find someone to adopt it."

He really wants to adopt Beauty, but he knows that constantly being confined in one place isn’t good for its mood.

Where in the world could you find a way to be loyal to both your wife and your Beauty?

"Are you done talking?" Qian folded her arms, gave a cold stare at the uneasy Yu Xiaoqiang, "From start to finish, you painted me as a completely undemocratic and authoritarian villain. Did you seek my consent when you did this?"

"Well, wife, I’m asking for your consent now. Can we keep it?" He looked at Qian hopefully.

Of course not! Qian smacked her lips twice, cleared her throat, "Let’s not talk about my attitude for now. Just talking about your sneaky behavior behind my back—that’s very detrimental to family unity and stability, and it’s also very dislikeable."

Yu Minglang deflated like a balloon, knowing full well she wouldn’t agree.

Beauty wandered over after eating its fill, rubbing against his leg as if to cheer him up, and Yu Minglang scratched its head.

"Beauty has accomplished a lot. Even if it doesn’t get awarded sometimes, it’s really quite outstanding. I can’t bear to see a dog that has contributed so much end up homeless after retiring."

Qian felt uncomfortable inside. Was he trying to force her to accept this thing?

"If you genuinely don’t like it, I won’t bring it home. But is it okay for it to stay here?"

The more he pleaded, the angrier Qian became.

"Fine! You value loyalty and righteousness; you can’t forget your dog! I’m just an exceptionally evil person, a super villain!"

Yu Minglang didn’t understand why she got even angrier. He had already humbled himself; could this still not work?

"What exactly do you want? How can you stop being angry? Can you just say it?"

He really couldn’t guess Qian’s thoughts. He didn’t want her to be upset, but the more careful he was, the angrier she seemed?

This helpless tone sounded like impatience to her, a rhythm of declaring war.

Initially, she wasn’t that mad, but his "enduring" tone stirred up her anger.

The differences between men and women often easily cause conflict. His intention was to calm her down, but unknowingly, this tone only fueled Qian’s anger.

Seeing that a war between the two was about to break out, Yu Minglang’s phone rang.

"Got it, I’m heading back now."

There was a work-related issue again, and Qian made a punching gesture at his back as he took the call.

How she wished she could just hit him!

"Qian, I’m going to be busy for a few days." He hung up the phone, looking serious.

"Okay, off you go." Any internal family conflict had to be set aside temporarily in the face of his work. This was a big issue.

Even though Qian had some emotions, she could only hold back.

"Try not to go out during these few days. If you need to go to school, I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up. Don’t drive yourself, and you must be home before dark."

"Has something happened?" Qian felt from his tone that something serious had occurred.

"That person has escaped. The one with antisocial personality disorder you’ve researched."

In order to catch that person, Xiaoqiang was also called back to assist externally.

"What?!" Qian was startled.

"Even with heavy guards, they managed to escape? What kind of situation is this?"

"We’re not sure yet how they escaped. In any case, don’t go out before dark. This type of person probably knows they’re a fugitive and won’t run far; there’s a chance they might retaliate. You were part of the research team that studied him, so he might remember you."

Although the chances of encountering them in the same city are very slim, Yu Minglang kept repeatedly reminding Qian.

The coming days would surely involve overtime, and whether he’d be able to come home to sleep was uncertain. In situations like this, Yu Minglang and his team are constantly working.

There’s no such thing as peace and stability in the present; more often, it’s these lovely people who are tirelessly protecting peace in unseen places.

"I understand. Go ahead; I won’t worry about you."

"About Beauty—" Yu Minglang glanced worriedly at his dog.

"Don’t worry, it won’t starve. I’ll come by to feed it regularly. You hoped to keep this from me in vain, but when you’re all busy and spinning like a top, who’s going to take care of it? It’d still rely on me..."

Being the villain here is truly frustrating, ending up with the reputation of a bad person, yet still having to do the duties of a hero!

"Darling! You’re amazing!" Yu Minglang looked touched.

"Get lost, I’m not a nice person; I’m the villain! You’ve entrusted the home and this dog to me, so go without worry."

Yu Minglang received Qian’s consent and felt overjoyed, expressing everything through a kiss on her forehead.

"Wait for me to return!"

After saying this, he turned to leave, walked a few steps, and then came back.

Pointing at Beauty, he said seriously, "Beauty, this is my wife. When I’m not home, she’s your mom. Be obedient, okay? No hunger strikes."

Qian thought he was being redundant, but unexpectedly, this dog she wasn’t fond of let out a whimper as if protesting.

Yes, she heard correctly. Qian confirmed she saw grievance in this big dog’s eyes.

Weren’t animals not supposed to have magical powers? This one was too smart!

"Alright, when I get back, I’ll give you extra ribs to eat. You need to look after my wife, okay?"

Watching Beauty bury its head in its paws, Yu Minglang had to raise his voice.

"That’s an order!"

"Woof!" Instantly enthusiastic.

A true dog indeed, trained to perfection.

Qian watched as Yu Minglang hurriedly left, leaving just her and the dog alone, eyeing each other. Curious to test this famed dog’s abilities, Qian selected a sausage from the bag of food Yu Minglang bought, peeled it, and threw it out.

"Fetch it back."

Beauty slowly turned away, offering only a back view to Qian.

I...what!

What kind of dog is this!

Qian pointed at its nose again, "Lay down!"

...Did this creature’s eyes hold mockery?

"Extend your paw, shake hands!"

...The king’s disdainful behind!

Feeling completely uncooperative, Qian waved her sleeves and left.

"Not cute at all, forget it, you can live here. I’ll come by daily to give you fresh water and food. Of course, you can go on hunger strike; if you starve, it’ll ease my worry."

After saying this, she grabbed her small bag and elegantly left.

This "catch him betraying family evidence mission" was quite thunderous but with little rain, surprising at the start yet unforeseen at the end. As Qian drove halfway home, she saw a stray dog limping along the roadside with an injured leg.

Definitely got hit by a car, huh.

Won’t anything happen to that annoying pup alone in the house?

They say dogs are well-trained, but seeing that clumsy creature, will it bite the home’s wires and be found frothing upside down next time food’s delivered?

Finding it distressing, Qian turned on the radio to distract herself and heard the radio saying...