Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 196: Unexplained Sympathy

The box of instant noodles was neatly filled with lunchboxes, containing various small dishes and little bottles of meat sauce. Clearly a doctor’s touch, especially clean.

Qian opened a lunchbox, inside was marinated beef. She picked a piece and stuffed it into Shi Yu’s mouth, and tried a piece herself. It was very delicious.

"Mmm! Delicious! Does your mother-in-law have an unmarried son? I might as well marry into the family." Shi Yu was instantly won over.

"My second brother just got divorced, the handsome guy who just delivered food—you might consider it?" Qian knew Shi Yu was just joking. Shi Yu had a mysterious admirer in her heart; she thought it was mysterious, but Qian had known who it was for a long time.

"Uncle is divorced?" Dong Yi, who was previously feeling a bit down, immediately perked up upon hearing this from Qian.

"Yes, he just got divorced."

Qian imagined that when her second brother looks for a partner in the future, matchmakers are sure to introduce him as a divorced man with a child...

Feeling inexplicable sympathy.

"Will he... suffer any psychological harm? Qian, is there anything I need to pay attention to when I next go to treat Panpan?" Dong Yi asked very seriously.

Qian shook her head, "From what I’ve observed, he not only has no psychological harm but hasn’t even left a shadow. I find this quite strange."

After the divorce, the second brother seemed unchanged. Normally, anyone would feel a bit sad or something, but his reaction seemed abnormal.

Are pilots all this mentally resilient?

"Maybe he’s really sad inside..." Dong Yi thought she should find a couple of psychology books on the subject; she was quite worried about her uncle.

"I actually think he might be the type of person who makes others sad, some people I can’t quite see through either." Qian divided the food. Now that it’s cooler, the food can be put aside.

"Even Qian has people she can’t see through?" Shi Yu idolized Qian now.

"Of course, I’m not an all-powerful god. There are people in this world whose psychological defenses are particularly strong. Hypnosis and conversation have no effect on them, and they even have skills in counter-therapy. You look at them with conventional methods and see no issues, whether they have problems only they know, maybe they can even confuse the therapist. Yu Mingyi, Yu Minglang, and Yu Mingli—all three brothers have this tendency."

"Eating food brought by their mom, yet you dare to say all three sons are like that?" Shi Yu asked, munching on a chicken drumstick.

"That has nothing to do with eating. I’m analyzing objectively. This indirectly reflects their strong restraint, making them more capable of achieving things." But if they ever commit misconduct, nobody could stop them.

Thus, the three brothers of the Yu Family have all become elite in different fields—that has a lot to do with their personalities. She met Yu Minglang quite early, while he’s still young, and got him to write a psychological test. A few more years and Yu Minglang will be just as slick as his second brother, and no matter how much Qian thinks, she won’t be able to trap him.

"So, don’t worry about your uncle; he may drive others to psychological issues but doesn’t suffer them himself. With all my years of clinical experience, even I can’t diagnose him. Don’t put too much hope in it."

Whether Dong Yi took Qian’s words to heart or not, the next day she borrowed a lot of books from the library, like "Marriage and Family," "Marital Commitment from the Perspective of Psychology." Qian saw she was wholeheartedly concerned for Mr. Yu, and was too lazy to dampen her spirits.

Qian didn’t believe a student like Dong Yi could achieve what she couldn’t.

She gave Mrs. Yu a call, expressing gratitude and praising how delicious the food was, making Mrs. Yu very happy, who then talked about it with Mr. Yu.

"Laomao has a better eye for picking wives than Laomao. Look at Qian, so polite, even reminding me not to make overly complex dishes. So considerate."

The elderly don’t send things to the younger generations expecting anything in return; they’re happy as long as their efforts are praised, understanding the effort made, giving them a sense of accomplishment.

Mrs. Yu is a knowledgeable person, self-proclaiming fairness towards the daughters-in-law. She divides everything among the families fairly. When Wang Xiaohong was newly married, Mrs. Yu often made food for her as well, but Wang Xiaohong always raised issues, about it being too salty, bland, too much or too little, never saying thank you, leaving Mrs. Yu disheartened.

Mr. Yu now found no fault with Qian either; she had cured a child saved by Mr. Yu’s second son back then, which he knew. Info from inside the unit was most clear to him, instantly raising his regard for Qian.

The only dissatisfaction Mr. Yu had with Qian now was her reluctance to let him arrange work for her.

"Next time you go over there, tell that young lady, I plan to set up a psychology consulting department in the sanatorium in the next two years, but the professional requirements are high. I’ve heard my old unit’s university can admit students from private schools into our psychology graduate program; have her think about it and directly apply to the aviation school’s graduate program after university."

Mrs. Yu glared at him, "You old fool, how come you still can’t let go? Qian has already expressed she’s not going into your beloved old unit. Don’t manipulate the child’s wishes! Everyone is busy with work; who’s going to give you grandchildren!"

"Young people, more studies are always good. Continuing their studies here is great, and such opportunities, others don’t have them!"

"The whole family, besides you, doesn’t think that way. Better kill that thought quickly. Laomao already told me before, Qian doesn’t want to go, and he can’t bear to let her go. Qian chooses to study if she wants, not pursue further education, graduate and get married, and find a regular job. He respects Qian’s choice."

Mr. Yu slammed the armrest of the sofa, glaring.

"This brat, outrageous. Is the unit I arranged a flood and beast, able to eat his wife?"

Long since saw Yu Laomao, this brat, as unpleasant—a complete wife slave, utterly spineless! Mr. Yu felt contempt for his own son without looking in the mirror for a bit.

"Stop talking bad about my son! My son understands everything, lives more clearly than all you macho types know! You have time to worry about Laomao’s matters, better look into what your second son is up to recently."

"Second son?" In Mr. Yu’s heart, Mr. Yu was the least worrisome child, except for a slight bump in marriage.

"I heard recently, he had his assistant buy a lot of books from Xinhua Bookstore, all about adolescent growth. The names are so strange, like ’Daughter Growing Up,’ ’Parental Guide to Teen Dating...’"

"Old lady! You actually bribed the people beside my second son!" Mr. Yu caught only that detail, being corrected with an ear pull by Mrs. Yu.

"What are you yelling about! Mr. Yu just divorced; as his mom, shouldn’t I pay more attention to his life? I didn’t spy on his unit affairs, just check if he’s eating and living well, noticing anything off in life—is that wrong?"

"No mistakes... Let go of your hand!"