Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss-Chapter 551 - 525: Sudden Happiness

"...You’ve said enough!!!"

"Mei, you’re like a pretzel. On one hand, you want me to understand you, and on the other hand, you want me to tacitly agree without saying anything after understanding you. You do all this just for the same reason. If he bravely solves the troubles in your heart, you will reluctantly feel he deserves your mother, and also let him see who you are; let him know there’s a smart person in your family keeping him in check. If Mr. Liao backs off due to difficulties, you can conveniently distance him. Tell me, how come a young girl like you is so strategic? Every move is under your control!"

If Mr. Liao gives up because of a few words from her and can’t let go of his pride as a director, Qian definitely doesn’t want her mother to feel wronged. If Mr. Liao can’t amicably resolve Qian’s resistance, he won’t be able to touch a hair on her mother’s head.

Even if he gains Qian’s approval, knowing there’s a capable person in Jia Xiufang’s family would prevent him from misbehaving outside like Chen Lin if they ever get together for real.

Her mom might be a bit clueless, but fortunately, she gave birth to a smart daughter. As long as Qian is there, no one can make her mom suffer even a bit.

Qian thought she was acting subtly, but Yu Minglang saw through it at a glance and even joked about it.

"Go home!" Qian’s voice was a bit heavy.

"I won’t sleep on the floor!" To be honest, although he had spoken his mind, poor Qiang would feel aggrieved—that wouldn’t do.

"I won’t make you sleep on the floor."

Huh, happiness falling from the sky?

"Why?" Xiaoqiang was puzzled.

"Stop with the nonsense!" Qian was flustered and exasperated.

This guy—brilliant when he shouldn’t be, foolish when he should be smart—does such a question even need to be asked?

He chuckled, "Sweetheart, your tsundere face is just too adorable, but I’m quite satisfied!"

As they approached the entrance to the complex, Qian suddenly said something out of context.

"I think you’re right, sometimes I am quite stubborn. What I’m doing now, regardless of whether it turns out well, might be seen as wrong."

Yu Minglang patted her hair, "I love it when you’re occasionally so stubborn for the people around you. All your ’bad deeds’ for your family are based on doing what’s good for them. Objectively speaking, you are doing the right thing. If Mr. Liao cannot see himself as an ordinary person when it comes to choosing a partner, then they really aren’t suitable for each other, so you shouldn’t feel a burden, I’m on your side."

Before Qian could even feel touched, Yu Minglang seriously added, "Wait here for a moment, I’m going to buy something."

The fruit shop at the entrance stays open late. Qian looked at him puzzled, "What are you buying fruit for at night?"

"To buy you a watermelon. My mom says your habit of drinking cold water isn’t good, but you can have some watermelon that isn’t chilly. You extravagant girl, luckily we don’t meet often, otherwise, every time I see you I’ll have to eat so much watermelon. Off-season fruits are so expensive, I’m afraid I’ll eat myself into bankruptcy."

Yu Minglang had already walked several steps away when he sensed killing intent from behind and deftly dodged the stone Qian threw at him.

"You can choose not to buy it!"

Qian was furious, the subtext being, if you have the guts, don’t do it then!

Her little bad habit was known to her future mother-in-law, Yu Minglang, you idiot!

"I’d happily go bankrupt for you! Darling, eat as much as you like, for however much you eat, I’ll—" make more ~

"Get lost!"

The good times were spent in the consumption of half a watermelon.

In the morning, reluctantly, Yu Minglang got up. Qian seemed to sense he was leaving and opened her eyes, seeing he was already dressed in a suit, and her drowsiness vanished.

"From now on, my most hated color will be black." No exceptions.

Seeing him like that, she knew he was about to leave. Remembering how in the past life he would turn and leave without explanation, at most leaving a "Be good," ugh!

Her mood suddenly turned sour.

But without a black suit, there are still suits of various other colors, she ultimately cannot be with him forever and always.

"I’ve bought another watermelon. You can take it to Auntie when you go home later. When you want to go back to school, call Big Brother to have someone drive you back. If you’re feeling down, write a letter or call me, don’t bottle it up and wash your hands secretly, okay?"

"Huh...? Have you changed genders?"

No disappearing without explanation this time, saying so much before leaving?

Is this still Yu Minglang? He seems like a completely different person?

"You just wait, next time I’ll make you eat a watermelon—12 pounds!" Eat until you cry, little girl!

"That’s not what I meant, I meant—why are you saying so much?"

"If I don’t talk a bit more, who knows how you’ll twist things when you go back. When I’m accompanying you like this and you’re not happy, do you deserve the watermelon you’ve eaten?"

"...Scram, hurry up and get lost!"

Yu Minglang snickered and pecked her little face before turning and leaving the room.

Qian lay flat staring at the ceiling, though his presence was gone, it felt like something was left in her heart.

In the past life, it was because she was too clear-minded in her actions that her Xiaoqiang never explained anything to her. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, he just felt there was no need to say certain things to someone as strong as she was then.

Maybe she should try not to act so guarded in front of him from now on, letting her true character show occasionally, acting a bit girlish isn’t bad.

Qian returned home with such thoughts. Jia Xiufang’s eyes were a bit puffy. Upon seeing her daughter coming back with a big watermelon, she hurried over to help.

"Off-season watermelons aren’t tasty and are so expensive. Why buy this?"

"Minglang bought it."

"You brat! And you tell me you’re going back to school!" Jia Xiufang lightly poked her head, and Qian giggled.

"When are you leaving? I’ll boil a few eggs for you to take."

Mothers are always like this. Even when knowing their daughter lacks nothing, they still prepare everything for each separation. This sense of busyness is the warmth of home.

What Qian needs most is this warmth.

"No need, I’m not eating it—Mom, about meddling in your and Uncle Liao’s business last night, were you angry or upset? If you’re feeling conflicted, tell me now, and I’ll offer free therapy."

Qian had seen the light, Xiaoqiang had helped her untie her mental knots in a unique way, and now she wanted to chat with her mother.

"About that, well, I don’t have my mind set on it. If you think it’s not appropriate, then we’ll move. Right now, I just want to raise your brother well. You’re sensible, so I don’t worry about you, but I do worry your brother might go astray. Once he’s all set, it’ll probably be time for you to have a child, and then I’ll take care of my grandchild, keeping me quite busy."

Jia Xiufang rambled on as she cut the watermelon, hearing this made Qian feel a little emotional. She hugged her mother’s soft waist.