Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Facing the vicious criminals, the cheerful duo expressed their opinions.

"Although our position makes it inappropriate to say this, I really want to cut this bastard into pieces. His criminal record even includes little girls. How could he do it? Execution by slow slicing wouldn’t be excessive!"

"Exactly! With so many lives, including children, even executing him would be a mercy!"

The suspect exhibited rare cold-bloodedness and high intelligence.

Not only did he have lives on his hands, he was also an intelligent economic criminal. The numerous crimes he committed wouldn’t be repaid even if executed multiple times. This person was extremely astute, not leaving any traces behind.

He was exposed for stealing business secrets set up by Yu Minglang. When they searched his home, he heard and fled. They found photos of previous murder cases in his home, which shocked everyone.

A wall covered entirely with photos of victims!

The evidence extracted from his home also showed that this person was the murderer of many cases, which was truly astonishing!

Due to the severe impact of his atrocious crimes, the authorities paid great attention and launched a joint cross-provincial arrest. This demon in human skin must be stopped from committing more crimes.

Meanwhile, a secret study of him is quietly underway. Domestic psychology is still in its infancy, and such a twisted personality is suitable for research, having significant effects on the study and breakthroughs in criminal genetics.

The first day’s research was spent exploring this person’s past growth experiences, ignoring the little friction in the morning. By the afternoon’s end, except for Apiao who still grudgingly maintained a dislike for Qian, the other three, including the hardest to impress Mo Di, viewed Qian in a new light.

When it’s time to get off work, Yu Minglang came from the office to pick up Qian. She was still busy, so he waited for her at the training ground, the same place they took wedding photos together.

Declining the goodwill of others wanting to lead the way, Qian walked alone towards the training ground.

At this moment it was almost dark, and cheers filled the training ground, accompanied by the crowd’s applause, making it very lively.

Qian didn’t immediately step forward but stood on the outer circle, watching inside.

Her man stood on the platform, watching the contest between two people in the training ground. His expression was one Qian seldom saw.

He was once a member here. He loved this purely masculine place. He once spent his youth here but left the place he cherished to fulfill filial duties. Presumably, his glorious past here was his most valuable asset.

The two seemed to have finally decided the winner and loser, and the victorious one shouted to Yu Minglang triumphantly.

"One, I won! Have I improved since you left?"

"Of course! You’ve improved a lot," Yu Minglang’s answer elicited cheers.

Qian found this scene amusing. These young people still harbor competitiveness. Although Yu Minglang is similar in age, he has no airs. It’s evident he’s a respected idol, someone everybody here aspires to emulate.

Having such a wonderful man as a partner, Qian truly feels proud.

Yu Minglang was supposed to leave after watching the contest as he wanted to go home with Qian, but when he lifted his head and saw Qian smiling at him from not far away, they exchanged glances through the crowd. The air felt clearer and sweeter than usual.

The victorious contestant probably noticed the change in his legendary idol’s eyes and followed Yu Minglang’s gaze, seeing that unique spot of color outside the training ground, leading him to tease.

"Don’t delay One’s time. Haven’t you seen his wife is here?"

Young people always enjoy joking, and someone immediately chimed in.

"Right, One’s newlywed bliss must include nightly indulgences. But will the champion of the past be somewhat weak in the legs because of this?"

"Haha~"

It’s a harmless joke, coming from his former subordinates, the two captains who just had a contest.

If it were usual, Yu Minglang would laugh it off, but not today.

Didn’t he see his little beauty standing right there watching?

So, with a smile, he challenged the captain who joked about him being weak in the legs, by holding out his wrist.

"Want to test if my legs are weak?"

The bystanders immediately cheered. Everyone had heard of One’s prowess, his creations of many miracles still unbroken, yet they hadn’t seen them in person.

The recently victorious captain hesitated, having heard of Yu Minglang’s legendary might.

"If you defeat me, I’ll personally pay for an extra meal for you all. How’s that?"

Yu Minglang spoke to Qian, and she smiled back, watching him bond with everyone.

"Captain, go compete with him! It’s a week!"

"Yes! Compete!"

Everybody egged them on collectively, even with a rhythm, chanting for a contest. With the strong allure of a self-funded meal from a wealthy man, the captain’s fighting spirit burned fiercely, fighting for the chicken legs for the entire team!

While fighting for chicken legs is impressive, it’s no match for a man eager to show off in front of his woman.

A few minutes later, the captain was beaten black and blue by Yu Minglang, who stood up, clapped his hands, and glanced at Qian’s direction for approval. Seeing Qian giving a thumbs-up, Yu Minglang felt refreshed and strode confidently toward her.

The captain lay on the ground with an outspread posture, despairingly looking at the sky covered with twilight.

His mind had only one thought: He was wrong; he shouldn’t have provoked. Although One left, his skill remains lifelong. Legendary figures aren’t named so for nothing...

Never underestimate a man’s fighting prowess in front of the person he admires, and never provoke such a man; the price paid for chicken legs.

It hadn’t rained for several days, and tonight the weather was somewhat sultry. But perhaps because it was the first time both got off work simultaneously, Qian and Yu Minglang walked side by side, not feeling the heat. He triumphantly won and approached her. After just one exchange of glances, they walked side by side.

Except for him asking if she had come, and her simply replying "Hmm," there was no verbal communication.

Yet at this time, the heart-to-heart connection doesn’t require words; walking together, one can feel the inexpressible sweetness, not seeming hot in the warm weather, more like a bowl of cool fruit shaved ice, comforting at a glance, even the feeling of love is refreshing, truly enviable.

Back home, Yu Minglang finally dropped the dignified and solemn demeanor he maintained outside, while Qian lowered her head to change her shoes, he impatiently pushed her against the wall. If not for an annoying ringtone interrupting someone’s shamelessness, this would have been uncontrollable.

"Hai Zhao, what do you want from me? Oh, wait a moment."

Yu Minglang handed the phone to Qian. She took it and spoke for a few moments, then patted Yu Minglang’s shoulder.

"Go, meet the person downstairs."

"Is there an issue?" Yu Minglang immediately understood that his good friend wasn’t here just for catching up.

"Hmm, after eating too much of his hot pot, today I’ll offer a one-time free grand treat."

In this world, sooner or later, everything must be repaid!