Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 479 - 453: Xiaoqiang Doesn’t Back Down

"Mei~ Wait for me~"

Yu Minglang chased out of the pharmacy with a bag.

Qian pretended not to know him and walked slowly ahead. She really couldn’t walk fast; she felt like she had a torn wound.

"Don’t be mad." He caught up and took her hand.

"What am I mad about?" she retorted.

"You’re mad... that you don’t like fruit flavor? I told them to change it to chocolate..."

Qian rolled her eyes.

See, she knew this guy’s brain wasn’t on the same wavelength as hers.

Forget it, getting angry with this type of guy is not worth it.

Qian thought if someone wants to live comfortably, they definitely shouldn’t add woes to themselves, like not being angry with a man like Yu Minglang who could never understand a woman’s logic.

The night market wasn’t crowded, Qian saw a stall by the roadside with a shooting game offering prizes. A couple was playing but seemed to win nothing; the girl punched the boy with her fist, and he left angrily while the girl chased after him.

Why does love have so many forms? Every couple interacts differently. Aside from Xiaoqiang’s occasional silliness, he’s actually quite good.

In comparison, she suddenly felt his silliness at the pharmacy wasn’t as annoying. Forget about it, once out of the pharmacy, who knows her? Thinking this way, she felt her petty anger was pointless and reached out to hold his arm.

Yu Minglang once again missed the brainwave exchange with Qian. He raised his hand suddenly, pointing at the shooting stall. Qian’s hand awkwardly stopped in mid-air as the silly man didn’t notice. She could only pretend to fix her hair.

Don’t be angry with silly guys, stay calm...

"Mei, do you want me to shoot you a doll?"

The prize was an enormous plush doll.

It was a completely normal sentence, but after the recent incident, it suddenly seemed to have endless implications...

Qian’s face blushed uncontrollably—shoot a doll?

Is it that she’s overthinking, or is this guy too shameless?

"Mei?" He didn’t understand her colorful little dilemma and waited confusedly for her answer.

"Hmm, okay."

She didn’t know whether to call him clever or foolish, or maybe he was just someone who hides wisdom behind foolishness?

The guns at the night market for shooting balloons weren’t accurate; they’d all been adjusted. Yu Minglang fired a shot to find the aim, then tossed twenty bucks to the owner and began his solo performance.

Even with the gun adjusted to use compressed gas as power, it couldn’t restrict his prowess. Yu Minglang started playing seriously, but seeing Qian happily watching him from the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt invigorated, began doing trick shots, and the last two shots were fired by turning around and shooting under his arm.

Except for the first test shot, he hit all the targets on the balloon board.

The owner’s face turned green.

Twenty bucks could buy two tries, yet he had to grudgingly fill the board with balloons, feeling internally devastated. Are these two here to wreck the stall?

The biggest plushie, bought for over a hundred bucks, had been kept in a plastic bag for two years, and nobody could win it. The owner never thought anyone would take it away.

But now, it was out of its dust-covered plastic bag, showing off its fresh fuzziness, and Qian was hugging it.

Woe, punching my chest...

Qian didn’t particularly adore these items that only young girls liked, but this one was obviously different; it was filled with Xiaoqiang’s love for her.

Nearby, a voice spoke.

"Boss, give me a ten-buck shot!"

This voice...

Qian and Yu Minglang exchanged glances; they both recognized it. It was eerily familiar. Turning their heads, it was really Wang Yafei.

He was dressed casually, his face a bit flushed, seeming like he had been drinking.

Beside him were two young men, who looked like they hadn’t drunk just a little.

As Wang Yafei spoke, his eyes were provocatively staring at Yu Minglang.

Yu Minglang raised an eyebrow, well, here comes a challenge? Okay, his courage is commendable.

"Yafei, let it go." His companion tugged at Wang Yafei’s sleeve. They all recognized Yu Minglang and were afraid offending him would make life difficult afterwards.

Today brought joy for some and sorrow for others; those chosen for the reality show had already been taken to Q City, and the rejected Wang Yafei had been put on leave from his original job, with nobody knowing how long this break would last.

Nobody wanted this kind of vacation, and amidst mingling blood and tears, he could suddenly see the small boss together with the psychologist who hurt him badly.

It seemed like everything had been planned just to eliminate him, and Wang Yafei’s emotions erupted instantly. Standing at the neighboring stall, he demanded a gun like Yu Minglang’s and even showed Yu Minglang the middle finger.

He just wanted to crush him, snuff out this guy’s arrogance.

It’s been years since anyone dared to show him the middle finger, and instead of anger, Yu Minglang found it amusing.

He gestured politely for Wang Yafei to go ahead, and they both picked up their guns at the same time. Yu Minglang fired a shot into the sky to signal he was not taking advantage of Wang Yafei because he had calibrated his gun and allowed Wang Yafei some time.

Wang Yafei, imitating Yu Minglang’s action, fired once to test, then rapidly began shooting.

Yu Minglang watched him shooting without the slightest hint of emotion, displaying calm composure.

But Qian sensed a restrained aura in Yu Minglang. Observing from an outsider’s perspective, the competition’s magnitude was evident. Wang Yafei was excellent, but overly conspicuous.

Yu Minglang stood there, not flaunting, yet gave an impression of being profoundly enigmatic.

Being conspicuously talented isn’t necessarily bad; many people possess extraordinary skills, but once someone’s reached a certain level, they can attain Minglang’s type of restraint. Qian knew Yu Minglang’s capability; he was someone who could boast extensively in business.

However, in the workplace, Yu Minglang chose restraint, which was very admirable. Qian thought of how she had snagged such an outstanding man, and a feeling of pride spread through her heart.

Wang Yafei finished quickly, just like Yu Minglang, all shots hit the balloons. The shooting game’s owner turned green.

Doomed, this life can’t go on, losing money like pouring water.

Now it was Yu Minglang’s turn.

Wang Yafei finished shooting and felt incredibly relieved.

This simmering frustration had built up all day. He only wanted to see what Yu Minglang had to say. This man today, with a superior attitude, shattered all his dreams, and at this moment, he just wanted to prove to Yu Minglang that without illness, he wasn’t inferior to anyone!

Qian looked toward Yu Minglang and thought perhaps the best outcome now would be a draw.

Because the opponent had hit all the targets, if Xiaoqiang didn’t manage to showcase a major advantage, the situation would be quite passive.

Yu Minglang, just transitioning from his young boy phase to becoming a man, would he back down?