Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 467 - 441: The Wingman’s Arrival (Birthday Bonus)

In the Dorm of Lights Out, there was once a story like this.

One day, Shi Touyu read a slightly risqué romance novel and asked Qian if that thing really felt like it was described in the book.

Qian just pushed up her glasses and said meaningfully, "There’s a difference between ’No, no’ and ’No, no.’"

At the time, Shi Touyu and the freshmen both felt it was mysterious and a bit shy. There was even a slightly different feeling about Qian; in their minds, Qian must be very... you know.

After putting on airs, Qian was actually flipping off in her mind. Could she tell her friends she wanted to drive and was interrupted by her aunt? She could only pretend to be aloof and calmly give them some advice.

However, the content of the advice at that moment stirred the freshman’s heart greatly.

Yu Mingyi told her to take it off; it actually meant to take off her home clothes and lift her thermal underwear a bit to massage her strained back and apply some medicine.

But the freshman clearly imagined wildly because of the word "push."

Face red, she lay on the bed, waging an intense inner struggle.

"Daddy!"

The innocent call from the child made Yu Mingyi turn around and leave the room immediately, while the freshman buried her face in the pillow.

What was she thinking, with the child still at home, how could she be like this?

"Panpan, what’s wrong? Haven’t I told you not to stand on the chair and look downstairs? It’s very dangerous."

"Grandma’s here!" Panpan stood on the chair in the living room, pointing downstairs, and Yu Mingyi saw that it was true, his mom had come over.

The freshman was lying on the bed, regretting her colorful thoughts, didn’t hear Panpan say grandma was here, while she quickly sent a text to Qian, buried in her pillow.

She didn’t actually know what to say. Qian’s birthday was the youngest among them, but she was truly the boss of the Dorm of Lights Out, having any troubles, she’d want to talk to her.

What the freshman sent were just a few words: What should I do?

Qian replied almost instantly with just a few words: Broken Window Theory.

The freshman was personally tutored by Qian, and her level wasn’t something ordinary freshmen could compare with. She immediately recalled the materials Qian had her look at.

The Broken Window Theory, a criminology theory suggesting that a building with a few broken windows if left unrepaired, could soon be targeted by vandals breaking more windows, eventually entering the building, and if finding it vacant, might even settle there or set it on fire.

One wall may start with some graffiti left uncleaned, and soon graffiti will cover the entire wall with messy, unsightly things. A sidewalk with some litter, not long after will fill with more trash, eventually making people think it’s normal to toss garbage on the ground.

Qian thought the freshman had already done it with Yu Mingyi, hence used those few words to hint the freshman to go with the flow, seamlessly moving from ’No, no’ to ’No, no.’

Of course, there was some friendly teasing, but clever Qian miscalculated. She couldn’t have known the freshman was very innocent, with Qian’s urging, the freshman immediately thought of that aspect.

Was Qian... encouraging her to do that?

The freshman held the phone, her face flushed.

She hurriedly sent another text: Then how do you break it specifically?

Qian was still immersed in the sorrow of being the only pure one among her peers. Seeing the freshman’s message, she forcibly interpreted it as the freshman asking how to make Mr. Yu satisfied.

Of course, Qian couldn’t say her experience came from past life memories, and that towards Minglang, the past and present never needed enticement; that wasn’t the point. The point was, Qian decided to forcibly act experienced.

She replied to the freshman with one word, showing her dominant nature.

Push!!!

The freshman looked at the message for several seconds, her face exploding red.

Mr. Yu the Second was truly aggrieved. What he said was very simple, but Qian’s assist was basically opening an indescribable door in the freshman’s heart.

The freshman was staring at the three exclamation marks when she heard noises outside. She hurriedly got up and, despite her back pain, moved towards the door.

"Where’s everyone?" Mrs. Yu asked upon entering.

"Lying down."

"Hello, Auntie." The freshman opened the door, greeting Mrs. Yu.

"Don’t stand, quickly lie down. Let me wash my hands and give you acupuncture... Really, you’re married, how are you still so imprudent..." Mrs. Yu received Mr. Yu the Second’s call for help last night, and specifically rescheduled her shift to come over today.

"What does this have to do with marriage?" Mr. Yu the Second was baffled.

What did he know? Last night, when Mrs. Yu heard him ask that the freshman’s back was sprained and she couldn’t move, asking what to do, it was nighttime, and Mrs. Yu instantly thought of the wrong thing.

After hanging up, she tossed and turned, even woke up Mr. Yu, fearing that the fourth was weak (?), with poor skills—being a mother was unbearable.

Insisting Mr. Yu talk to the kids about technical skills and pass on experience, almost driving Mr. Yu crazy.

How could this be talked about!

But Mrs. Yu was more ruthless than him. If the father didn’t talk, should the mother? The fourth one she wouldn’t say much about. Anyway, she had arranged the cafeteria to periodically make some nourishing soup for Minglang, and slowly adjusted it—Minglang’s nosebleeds were apparently related, without Mrs. Yu knowing she inadvertently disadvantaged a good son.

Now she worried most about the second one, already dull by nature. When he started dating the freshman, how did he make the person faint, wake up, and faint again, Mrs. Yu clearly heard of it.

Now adding actions crude and poor techniques, how could this be tolerated? Was this to remain single for life?

Mrs. Yu immediately decided to reschedule her shift, personally come over!

"Mom, what happened to your eyes? Haven’t rested well?" Yu Mingyi saw his mother seemed to have dark circles, looking like she hadn’t rested well.

Glaring from his mother, "All because of you! Move aside, don’t block me from washing my hands!"

Mr. Yu was unjustly furious too, you see, being asleep with snoring, dreaming beautifully, the old lady directly kicked him to the floor, scolding him head to toe completely, even daring to question Mr. Yu’s genetic issues.

This was unbearable, thus Mr. Yu proved, the kids’ issues had nothing to do with him...