Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 398 - 372: Heart Ablaze

Mei, in Yu Minglang’s heart, is definitely a good girl. She rarely shows her emotions, and although she occasionally makes small gestures towards him, those harmless little actions are, in Yu Minglang’s eyes, her way of acting coy with him.

So Yu Xiaoqiang thinks that whenever Chen Xiaomei is in a bad mood, it must mean her period is coming. He seems to have forgotten that Qian often says that for her, Yu Minglang is her never-ending emotional crutch, her avalanche emperor! As long as he gets too close and does something silly, Qian’s temper flares uncontrollably.

Yu Xiaoqiang busied himself at Qian’s home for several days, helping Jia Xiufang earn a bit of money. He planned to invite Qian out for a walk, as the new school term was about to start and they’d each return to their respective duties. He had to seize the time to see the nightlife — cuddling and kissing would be wonderful.

But Mei ignored him and directly kicked him out. Feeling frustrated, Yu Xiaoqiang borrowed Mrs. Yu’s kitchen, intending to cook some soup for Qian, hoping to leave an impression. If he could make her happy, there was still hope for the nightlife.

Mrs. Yu happened to be at home and initially wanted to help her son cook. But Yu Minglang chased her away, insisting that he had to make it himself, full of sincerity. Mrs. Yu also understood her son hadn’t been home for years, and it was reasonable for him to try to win favor with his fiancée. So, she stood at the kitchen edge, instructing him while chatting with Yu Minglang.

"Xiaoxi called me these days, saying that Qian is amazing. She can hypnotize her to sleep over the phone."

It was very surprising to Mrs. Yu that Qian could hypnotize Xiaoxi over the phone. Qian said that her daughter’s insomnia wouldn’t go away quickly. Although Qian could make her fall asleep without sleeping pills, Xiaoxi still couldn’t sleep on her own, which distressed Mrs. Yu.

"Xiaoxi’s head is full of who knows what every day, making herself unable to sleep. She should come to me. I’ll set up a comprehensive fitness plan to tire her out, making her sleep the moment she touches the pillow."

Yu Minglang thought that only people with idle bodies couldn’t sleep. When he’s particularly busy, he’s so tired that he feels he could sleep standing up. A pillow is the best thing. Sleeping soundly until dawn is a luxury for everyone. Ever since Yu Minglang became a little boss, sleeping through the night has become a luxury.

From his perspective, it’s hard to understand how those who can’t sleep think. Being able to lie in bed and sleep soundly until dawn is truly happy. And if he could cuddle Mei while sleeping, it would be heavenly — no amount of money could buy such comfort.

"How could she come to you? Oh, that girl is too stubborn. She insists on going to those remote places. Who knows what she’s thinking?"

Mrs. Yu was lamenting as Yu Minglang’s phone rang in his pocket. As he reached for his phone, his wallet fell to the ground, and Mrs. Yu bent down to pick it up for him.

Noticing that the wallet looked quite nice, she studied it for a moment.

Mr. Yu had been complaining about his broken wallet recently and wanted a new one. She could help choose. Upon opening it, there was a photo of Qian?

"Yes, I’m going back to work the day after tomorrow. Drink? No, I have to accompany my Mei tonight." Yu Minglang chatted briefly with Hai Zhao, who wanted to go out drinking, but Yu Minglang flatly refused.

What a joke, there’s never enough time with Mei.

Ending the call, he saw Mrs. Yu taking out the photo. Yu Minglang quickly stepped over and snatched it back, carefully putting it back.

"I noticed the photo was bulging a bit. It didn’t feel right." Mrs. Yu had been a doctor so long that she had a slight OCD, wanting to fix anything not smooth.

"Your hand just chopped garlic! What if my Mei’s photo smells like garlic?" Not even his own mother could touch his beloved photo.

Mrs. Yu was speechless, "You little brat, I didn’t mind when I washed your diapers back then. I should’ve rubbed you with diaper smell all over your face!"

Mrs. Yu turned to leave, but suddenly her sharp eyes caught a small piece of paper on the floor, neatly folded — likely dropped when the photo was taken out.

She picked it up and unfolded it, revealing a line of particularly elegant writing:

The maple forest at dusk is so beautiful, I want to be with you—

Before she could finish, Yu Minglang snatched it away.

Mrs. Yu, not having finished reading, assumed it was a little love note from Qian to him. How amusing, these two kids were quite romantic.

"Mrs. Yu! I’m telling you, don’t read my letters!"

"Alright, alright, I won’t in the future. Seriously, it’s just about looking at maple leaves. What’s the big deal? Back in the day, your dad took me to the cornfield just to see the wind blow over the corn."

Mrs. Yu babbled as she walked out, and Yu Minglang disdained the notion. No kidding, how could his dad have such romantic inclinations? Even using his knee to think, it was obvious nothing good would happen in a cornfield. Secluded places, indeed...

But why would Mei hide a note in his wallet?

After driving his mother out, Yu Minglang unfolded the note to read Qian’s graceful handwriting.

The maple forest at dusk is so beautiful, I want to take a drive with you to see it. Not too early or late, just right. Because it’s you, it’s worth it.

He furrowed his brow, feeling something was odd?

It was still the chilly early spring where maple leaves were a sign of autumn, and Q City didn’t have broad maple forests. To see them, one would have to go to the capital, let alone drive—

Wait, wait a minute!

Yu Minglang seemed to realize something. He couldn’t believe it as he looked down at the note again, his face suddenly flushed!

He could hardly believe that Mei would...

Eureka!!

No wonder she hadn’t given him any good looks these past few days. She actually stuffed this in his wallet!

What an obvious hint! Mei wanted to go see the maple forest with him!!!

Understanding everything, Yu Minglang’s veins bulged as he tightly clenched the note, feeling his blood boiling due to her few casual words.

When it comes to the art of flirting, if Qian claims second, no one dares claim first, of course, only limited to flirting with Yu Minglang.

The seemingly subtle expression was a straightforward request, without feeling inappropriate. In just one sentence, she had sent Yu Minglang’s mind soaring.

His fragile nasal membranes began to subtly warm up again. Yu Minglang felt his blood boil from that seductress’s words, wishing he could rush over immediately and do this and that—

By the time Yu Minglang noticed he had a nosebleed again, it was too late. Blood dripped drop by drop onto the paper, adding a small blooming blood flower beneath her beautiful script.

What a pity, such precious paper should’ve been preserved, ahahah!

Frantically tidying the paper, ignoring his nosebleed, when Mrs. Yu came in and was startled by her son’s state.

"Minglang, what’s wrong with you?"

"Love burns like fire, no, I can’t wait!"