novelraw Chapter 339 - 313: Who Do You Think It Was?
Chapter 339 - 313: Who Do You Think It Was?
When they went back, Yu Minglang didn’t say anything.
Qian accompanied him, walking slowly along the road towards home.
"Xiaoqiang, actually, in your heart, you don’t dislike him, do you?" Qian asked.
"Mm."
If Yu Minglang really disliked Zeng Rong, he wouldn’t have invited all his friends to come and see him off.
"His method wasn’t good, but his starting point was well-intentioned. He has experienced the pain of losing friends, so he doesn’t want these brothers who share his daily life to lose me as well. Even though his method was clumsy, I have the duty and the confidence to show him clearly the kind of woman I’ve chosen, to let him leave with peace of mind. This is also my responsibility."
Although Zhiming had left, in Yu Minglang’s heart, he was still his friend. This is a responsibility, a mission.
Qian was not surprised by Minglang’s words.
"So, you brought me over to show him and tell him you’ve chosen a smart woman?"
Speaking of tactics, Yu Minglang really used this move beautifully. He trusts his own judgment and even more so the expertise of his woman.
Being able to make a tenacious man cry openly truly makes Yu Minglang very curious.
They’ve been through many trials and tribulations, and Yu Minglang had never seen Zhiming cry before.
But Qian managed to do it.
Zhiming had not cried when he was the Lone Wolf. Sometimes being able to cry is better than holding it all inside. Yet many people spend their lives wrestling with themselves, and Zhiming had been doing that before meeting Qian.
"Smart woman, can you tell me exactly what you said to make him cry like that? I’ve tormented him for so long, and he hasn’t shed a single tear."
"I won’t tell you. It’s a secret."
A secret between a mischievous woman and a man determined to seek justice for his deceased brother.
"So mysterious—Mei, tell me."
Yu Minglang felt itchy in his heart, pleading and pleading, finally resorting to threatening Qian that if she didn’t confess, he’d kiss her right there on the street.
Qian eventually couldn’t resist his thick-skinned persistence.
"When Lone Wolf lies here, apart from his friends and family, who will remember him, who should never forget him?"
"You mean...you and Zhiming reached an agreement that you will deal with Lone Wolf’s former fiancée?!"
Qian blinked, "Why are you being so candid? I’m a woman of respectable status, taste, and distinction; I can’t do anything against the law."
Which means she will definitely do things that aren’t against the law.
Yu Minglang pointed his finger at Qian, thought about it, and changed it to ruffling her hair.
"Mm, a woman of respectable status, taste, and distinction. Your understanding is good, keep it up."
In other words, do as you please.
The events of the past, who can have no anger inside?
Yu Minglang doesn’t believe Lone Wolf died because he was distracted; he believes Lone Wolf, like himself, was among the finest men, knowing when to do what and not letting emotions lead to his death.
But he died so tragically, his last breath still calling out that woman’s name, yet she treated a dead lover in the most heartless way.
Moving home, taking money, not even bringing a bouquet of flowers.
The dead can’t see these things, but the living are too deeply hurt.
Those people from the past had their hearts chilled.
They can’t imagine if one day, the one long asleep under the ground was them, would their beloved also take their money and not give them even a moment of remembrance, just like that woman with Lone Wolf, turning away and leaving.
That’s really the saddest thing in the world, a lifetime of battle is ultimately for whom; does a hero not even deserve the slightest remembrance?
"Hey, Yu Xiaoqiang, aren’t you going to chatter at me a bit?" Qian felt that Yu Minglang was becoming more like herself.
When two people often spend time together, their values tend to unconsciously influence each other.
Qian would change for Yu Minglang, and Minglang was learning to adapt for Qian.
This matter kept a burning fury inside Yu Minglang, but he simply didn’t want to act against a woman; that woman owed a fallen hero a teardrop.
Wouldn’t you be sad for a period even if a pet cat or dog died? Let alone, it’s a person, a man willing to leave her the pension money, not demanding she remain celibate, but can’t she just come to the grave to see him?
Yet she heartlessly took the money and married someone else.
Since his Qian is willing to do it, he’s also not going to play the saint and dissuade her. After all, it’s an agreement between Qian and Zhiming.
"As long as you’re happy, you understand the limits, anything else goes—but I’m curious, why did he share this with you?"
Qian smiled lightly and pushed her glasses with her hand.
"Because the world is very big yet very small. People you think are far-removed actually have countless links between them."
"Speak plainly!"
"Plain words are—your friend Lone Wolf’s mother is my teacher, and that uncle who looks cold but is really kind is the teacher’s curse. I think I should do something for my teacher, got it?"
"..." Yu Minglang turned into little bean eyes.
Qian realized in this lifetime that even though they missed each other in the past life, the numerous ties between them surprisingly had not broken.
People connected to him were always around her, just slightly off-course from meeting, but strangely enough, although he constantly looked for her in the past life, and she was well-known in the industry, they never actually met.
Yet in this life, they weren’t supposed to have intersections, but kept meeting by chance, and now, they are together.
Fate is really a playful child.
"Xiaoqiang, do you know the rumors about my abduction weren’t spread by Zhiming?"
"Mm."
"Then who do you think it was?"
"..."
Yu Minglang’s silent expression told Qian she guessed correctly.
Her clever Xiaoqiang, after tracking Zhiming’s clues, already knew there was someone else involved.
And when Yu Minglang heard Qian voluntarily bring up this matter, he asked back.
"Have you thought about it too?"
"It’s not hard to guess. If it wasn’t him who leaked this matter, who else would know? We reverse reasoning and easily reach a conclusion: who else participated in your rescue operation, which relatives in your family could be linked to this event? Whom have I offended?"
So far, she and Yu Minglang seem to have offended only that person.
"It’s not someone you offended; I’ll handle this," Yu Minglang initially didn’t want to involve Qian in this trivial mess, not wanting her to worry.
But Mei is an exceptionally smart girl; she deduced that these two incidents were done by two different people just from one conversation with Zeng Rong.
"You handle yours."
The richness of Chinese language is profound; ’you handle’ versus ’you handle yours’ convey completely different meanings.