Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 42: So... You’re Filthy Now?

"No matter if you can calculate the precise data or not, tonight’s event was just too dangerous." Yu Minglang said sternly, this girl needs strict discipline.

Bolder than the sky!

"The station is just ahead, go report me for arson intentionally, tell them!" Qian was displeased with his serious manner of lecturing her.

She absolutely did not regret her actions; this fire had to burn.

Only when the fire blazed could she drag the mastermind behind the curtain into it. If she wasn’t ruthless this time, who knows what those people would think of next to come and mess with her family?

She’s gone to school, but her mother and her spoiled younger brother are still here, they need to be sorted out in one go.

Provoked the boss and triggered his rage meter, if not finished instantly, it will be endless later.

"Chen Xiaoqian, watch your attitude!"

"What attitude? They brought the gasoline, they lit the newspaper, I’m the victim here, and I still have to listen to your moral lecture? Yu Minglang, whose side are you on!"

Yu Minglang’s ears warmed up at the last line; it sounded so much like a playful complaint, so pleasing to the ear. No, he can’t be led astray by this girl! Stern face!

"In any case! You are not allowed to rely on your cleverness to keep doing these borderline things. Under any circumstances, you must ensure your own safety! If I see you acting recklessly again, I will—"

What would he do? Yu Minglang really couldn’t think of it.

"What will you do then, Justice Uncle?" Qian pursued.

Yu Minglang was silent, giving her a stare, withholding his opinion!

He started the car, ready to take her home.

"I’m hungry."

Qian looked at the barbecue stand outside the window and suddenly recalled a past incident. They went to the movies late at night, he drove the car like this, she was wrapped in his coat, and like now, she looked at the roadside stand and casually said she was hungry.

How similar it was to the current situation.

He stopped the car.

"Stay honestly inside, don’t get out!"

Qian watched him step out to buy skewers for her, her eyes turned sour, as if warm liquid was about to gush out.

She’s becoming increasingly unambitious, getting so moved just because someone bought her some street food, where’s the high stance of not being proactive?

Yu Minglang grilled two skewers of meat, two sticks of steamed buns, and a bunch of beef tendons. Seeing skewered shrimp, he bought a few more skewers, finally returned to the car with two bottles of soda.

The mischievous girl hung her head, lost in thought, Yu Minglang opened the car door, saw her expression, and instantly softened.

Had he been too harsh just now, frightened her?

"Eat something." He handed her the skewers, the car was instantly filled with the aroma of barbecue.

Qian took them, feeling warm inside like the barbecue.

"This time, you didn’t make a principled error, so I decided to forgive you, but don’t do this next time!"

Swoosh, her heart cooled again.

Qian gritted her teeth, could you please speak human language, who wants to hear you lecture with a straight face?

In such an atmosphere, couldn’t he say something nice, why must he say these useless things?

Honestly, this guy remained single forever in a past life, certainly not her fault, with such low emotional intelligence, what silly girl would want to live with him?

Yu Minglang looked at her face, which was both charming and exasperating, silently pondering.

Still a girl, she dared to be so insolent, if she were to grow older, wouldn’t she become a national calamity?

Yu Minglang increasingly felt that Zhou Zhiruo-like figures must be carefully watched, or they will turn into troublemakers.

"Not hungry now! Take me home!" With your demeanor, I’m full from anger!

"I’m hungry, all worn out by you, I’ve not eaten the whole day."

This was true. He was dragged away by this girl with battle comrades without eating a bite of hotpot, troubled a whole day, worrying about her affairs, Yu Minglang really hadn’t eaten anything.

Upon hearing his statement, Qian turned her head, imagining him peeling the shell of grilled shrimp, how the hell, he actually started eating?!

"I’ll walk home myself!"

Attempting to open the door, but found, the cunning man locked it again!

"What the hell, you—mmpf!"

Her mouth stuffed, accompanied by the warmth of the shrimp, stuffed into her mouth by him.

Qian was momentarily frozen.

Since her daughter’s death, she hadn’t eaten seafood, this was the first time.

And it wasn’t a mere ordinary shrimp.

This was, peeled by her child’s father himself.

"Eat, just looking at me makes you full?" Yu Minglang continued peeling, Qian mechanically chewed, almost forgetting the taste of seafood.

Clearly delicious, but why did it make one want to cry...

"Yu Minglang..."

"Hmm?" He was focused on peeling shrimp, slender fingers sticky with barbecue sauce and cumin.

"Did you... wash your hands?"

"... A little dirt never hurt anyone."

So, he used unwashed hands to peel shrimp for her, then fed her?

Also feeling it was somewhat inappropriate without washing, Yu Minglang raised his head, intending to apologize, only to see the girl with reddened eyes, tears swirling in her sockets.

"I’m really sorry, I forgot, I’ll buy a bottle of water now, and wash my hands..." Seeing her about to cry, Yu Minglang automatically panicked.

Why did seeing her tears make his heart so chaotic?

"Dummy, sit down!"

"Okay!" He wouldn’t know how to be with a girl, just did as she said.

Seeing him sitting upright, motionless, Qian commanded.

"Eat!"

"Okay!"

Grabbing a shrimp, intending to peel again, felt the inappropriateness of unwashed hands, so grabbed a meat skewer and stuffed it to her.

Qian’s sadness was all disrupted by him, turning tears into laughter.

"You eat too!"

"Okay..."

In the quiet space, the two ate skewers in silence.

At this moment, Qian felt like she returned to the past life, they also ate in the car like this.

Thinking about it, the time spent with him in the past life was really the most beautiful memory.

What is beautiful, only with loss, realizing that had been the best moment.

In the past, she thought her intelligence shouldn’t dwell on what was lost, as thinking, or not thinking, she ultimately missed it.

Initially missed, could have turned back.

But always thinking, move forward, eventually move past.

Yet, walking far, turning back, that person was no longer there, so the hurt stayed in the heart.

The dummy eating skewers with her was the dummy she wronged in the past life, everything started anew, but something felt different.

The way she ate was so dainty.