Chapter 43: A Mistake Lang Wants to Correct
Chapter 43: A Mistake Lang Wants to Correct
Yu Minglang found it difficult to control his gaze; he turned on the car’s interior light and suddenly felt that she looked particularly pleasing sitting in his car.
It was as if the passenger seat beside him should be her spot, so he could just turn his head and see her beautiful face; no one else would do.
The car lights were just right, bringing out the best in her features, even the beauty mark like a beautiful ruby was pleasing to the eye.
Yu Minglang suddenly thought of when he was little, watching his grandmother from an artistic family paint with a brush. He ran over, climbed onto the table, and pointed at the painting, saying that the person’s face was dirty because there was a dot.
His grandmother told him that it was called a beauty mark, that only the moles on the forehead or next to the mouth could be called beauty marks, especially a woman’s forehead. Anyone who had a red one was extremely fortunate, and only the red ones could be called beauty marks; black ones didn’t count.
As he grew up, he saw a few people with beauty marks, but none were as pretty as hers. Or, maybe because of her, he thought this mark was so beautiful; in fact, he thought everything about her was beautiful.
Her face was beautiful, the mark was beautiful, even her petite and exquisite figure was just perfect.
However, this girl was too smart; smart to the point that it was somehow endearing, no, only he found it endearing.
This kind of clever ruthlessness, if applied to others, would be terrifying.
Today, she made two moves, each more ruthless than the last.
If he hadn’t been following her, she would surely have caused trouble.
And Yu Minglang was certain.
Even if she did cause trouble, no one would be able to trace it back to her. Her methods were clean, efficient, and sophisticated, deadly without leaving a trace.
"Yu, why are you staring at me?"
"I think you might become a menace in the future," he said truthfully. If this girl doesn’t stay on the right path, she could cause serious trouble in the future.
If a highly intelligent person starts using their brain, they could ruin a group of people without ever facing legal consequences, skirting the edge of the law without suffering any losses.
"..."
Qian paused, holding an empty skewer stick, instinctively wanting to smack him with it, thinking, "You’re the menace, your whole family’s a menace!"
But thinking of the things standing between them, she let her hand drop in defeat, self-mockingly saying,
"Yeah, I’m a menace, I’m not a good person. You should stay away from me in the future, as far as possible, don’t provoke me."
This deliberate distancing was something Yu Minglang really disliked.
Everything was fine while eating, so why, after eating, did she act like she was cutting ties?
So, he grabbed her hand, which was holding the skewer, and hit his own head with it.
Qian was dumbfounded, what... was happening?
"Did you just plan to do this? Do you feel better after doing it?"
Being hit was better than being looked at distantly by her.
"Are you... stupid?" Qian could only say this.
"If it makes you happy, I don’t mind being a fool."
Qian really wanted to go wash her hands, her attention was all over the place.
"Yu Minglang, I’m not a good person." When the car stopped in front of her house, Qian didn’t get out but looked ahead, suppressed as she spoke.
She didn’t know if heaven was deliberately playing tricks on her, but from the moment she returned until now, almost every bad thing she’d done had been caught by him.
Including the fire she started tonight, she was certain Yu Minglang understood what was going on.
"I trust myself not to misjudge you."
"I’ve done a lot of bad things, but I don’t regret them."
"If someone cared about you, you wouldn’t have done these things."
Qian was startled, feeling something blocked within her was being pushed away.
She was a psychologist and had once calmly said such things to patients with psychological issues, but when this theory came from his mouth, why did she feel like something in her heart was about to lose control?
"I took photos of scumbags. I set fires, and you knew all this, yet why don’t you condemn me!" She clenched her fists.
"I just now spoke to you quite harshly, which may have hurt you, and I apologize. I’m not judging you from a moral high ground, just worried your actions might hurt you. I understand you want to protect your family, but please, in the future, don’t let harming yourself be the premise for anything you do, promise me."
He looked earnestly at her, and Qian’s nose began to sting.
"You’re a good girl, you’re still young, don’t soil your hands over people who aren’t worth it."
"I hate you!" Qian’s tears were almost uncontrollable, this big jerk saying such things to her was worse than just scolding her.
Her tears were expensive, yet this guy always easily made her cry!
Yu Minglang watched helplessly as he made the girl cry again, feeling anxious inside.
He truly didn’t know how to interact with girls; what was he to do, he messed it up!
"I guess you may have been hurt in the past, but no matter what, it’s all over. You should have a better future. You’re so smart; you can use means to take revenge on others, but that’s not the best choice for you."
"Then tell me, what choice should I make? Yu Minglang, besides these tricks, what else do I have now?"
"I shouldn’t say this, but from a personal emotional standpoint, I don’t think it’s wrong to retaliate against those who hurt you as long as it’s within a reasonable limit."
Qian stared at him in astonishment, momentarily forgetting to cry.
He didn’t think she was wrong?!
"But your method is not right. First, it’s easy to touch the legal bottom line, harming yourself and others. Second, even if you get revenge on them, you won’t feel better. Those without moral boundaries don’t see hurting others as wrong, but you’re too kind. Hurting others makes you uncomfortable inside, too."
Otherwise, why would she cry while washing her hands and continually emphasize that she’s a bad person? That scene left a huge impact on Yu Minglang’s heart.
"Yu Minglang, do you know who sent the person to start the fire tonight?"
"...Yeah." He’s not stupid.
"If it was your family who did it, helping me would mean hurting them. Have you thought about that?" She had initially thought Yu Minglang was angry because of this, but what he said earlier clearly wasn’t.
"Everyone has to pay for what they do."
Yu Minglang’s response to Qian was profound and mysterious.
"Chen Xiaoqian, do you have your negatives with you?" he asked.
Qian shook her head.
"Go back and get them, I’ll wait downstairs."
"For what?" Qian asked.
"To correct a mistake I made." He should never have agreed to his aunt’s request in the first place!
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