Chapter 464 - 438: Qian’s Mischief
Chapter 464 - 438: Qian’s Mischief
Qian spoke once more, expressing her request as a doctor.
Yu Minglang listened to Qian without saying whether it was good or bad, just looking at Qian with deep eyes.
Qian felt a little uneasy; her impression of Yu Minglang had mostly been of someone impertinent and cheeky, like a child who never grew up.
But now, Yu Minglang truly gave Qian an unfathomable feeling.
The manly charm on him was undeniable, wise yet commanding, possessing the depth of thought only a mature man has, very charismatic.
This trip was indeed worthwhile.
Feeling this different side of Yu Minglang, Qian deeply imprinted this moment in her heart, realizing that what she liked about him in her past life was his earnest and dignified steadiness, and he truly hadn’t changed, occasionally making her heart flutter.
"I can agree to your request," Yu Minglang agreed to Qian’s request.
"Don’t you need to apply for it from above?"
"I make the decisions regarding company matters. I can agree to your request, provided his illness won’t affect his future work, and the person has a strong psychological resilience."
At this moment, Yu Minglang wasn’t speaking to Qian as a boyfriend but as a company leader, considering all aspects of the situation.
Qian nodded, understanding Yu Minglang’s requirements.
"A reactive psychological disorder is not a major issue. I’m confident I can guide him through the crisis. As for whether this Wang Yafei can maintain good psychological qualities in the coming year, that depends on himself. If there’s any slip-up, please handle it professionally. My request was merely a small suggestion from my perspective as a doctor; I hope you do not lose a talented person."
"Okay."
Given the significance, although Yu Minglang valued talent, he wouldn’t be lax regarding this matter.
"You’ve done so much for him. Should I notify him to thank you in person? After all, in the future, he might resent you, because your appearance has temporarily cost him the opportunity to enter our company."
Yu Minglang felt his woman handled this matter flawlessly, yet the one who had to endure was her.
Wang Yafei would certainly hate Qian.
"If he can’t control his inner beast, then what I did indirectly serves you by selecting talent. If he can control his emotions, you’ll have a capable assistant in the future. What he thinks of me is irrelevant; I’ve been called a bad woman not just once or twice."
The reason Qian did all this was because Wang Yafei wanted to enter her man’s company. She would never allow any threat to her man’s existence within her control.
Yu Minglang was stirred by her words; others didn’t understand her, but he did.
"You’re the best woman in my heart, without exception." His tender words made Qian’s previously calm face blush slightly.
Mei had truly changed a lot for him.
She expressed her feelings for him in her own way.
Yu Minglang could no longer suppress the emotions within and walked over to hold her in his arms, emotionally saying, "Thank you, I’m sorry."
"Hmm?" How could these two phrases be said together?
"Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, and I’m sorry for saying you didn’t care before, just because you didn’t use many fancy words in your letter. I was wrong, I’m sorry, Mei. I’m lucky to have such an exceptional woman."
His Mei was so sensible it pained him.
She rarely expressed her feelings verbally, but her actions were always for him.
Qian felt warm as he hugged her; the reward for her emotional investment was a great happiness; she didn’t need anyone else to understand it. It didn’t matter if everyone called her a bad woman.
As long as he understood, that’s all that mattered.
No need to say anything, just hold tightly and that’s enough.
If the setting was right, Yu Minglang genuinely wanted to finish what they started at the hotel because the atmosphere was so good, with his woman delightfully nestled in his arms. A passionate encounter would be perfect in these heart-stopping moments.
The sound of a car in the distance brought their attention back to reality.
Yu Minglang reluctantly let her go, muttering unhappily over the sand table.
"When we renovate home, I will put an identical table and sand table at home; I’ll definitely revisit familiar places to fulfill today’s regret!"
Yu Minglang silently took a mental drive in his mind.
Although Qian didn’t quite understand what he was thinking, she seemed to pick up on a unique feeling from his green-eyed state.
She felt she had gained; he now possessed the steadiness of past lives and the mischievousness of a boy, two opposing yet unified traits that attracted her.
Honestly, Qian wanted to stay, as Yu Minglang exuded overwhelming charm while working, but she knew he still had many official duties to attend to. After reaching a consensus, she left with Mr. Liu, agreeing to meet again after the reality show to handle subsequent matters.
Yu Minglang wanted to see Qian off, but he was entangled with official business, so he asked someone to accompany Qian instead.
This person was the branch manager.
Sending Qian and Mr. Liu to the car, the branch manager stopped Qian.
"Chen, do you have a boyfriend?"
"Huh?"
Qian was stunned.
"It’s like this; my son is about your age and was your classmate. Young people should make more friends. What do you think?"
The branch manager found Qian more appealing the more he looked at her; young with limitless potential, beautiful and qualified in every aspect, he wanted to ask on behalf of his son.
Mr. Liu had already gotten in the car and didn’t hear what’s being discussed nearby. Qian was about to say she had no boyfriend but had a fiancé when the branch manager continued.
"I’ve asked Mr. Liu about it; apparently, your family conditions are average, but ours doesn’t adhere to strict class distinctions. If you agree, I’ll let my son know to arrange a meeting."
"..." The tone of charity was truly annoying.
Qian understood that this manager likely had a straightforward nature, speaking plainly without sugarcoating, probably not malicious, but she was simply uncomfortable.
Qian decided to be mischievous, "This matter you shouldn’t ask me about; you should ask your junior boss. If he agrees, I have no objection."
After speaking, she didn’t care about anyone’s reaction and simply got in the car.
Let them ask, this mid-aged straight shooter will surely be dealt with by Xiaoqiang; Xiaoqiang’s jealousy king title isn’t for show.
Qian thought mischievously.
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