novelraw Chapter 54: How Accomplished He Is, Hah
Chapter 54: How Accomplished He Is, Hah
Because Yu Minglang had just taken over the company, there were many complex issues to deal with internally, and no matter whether he was on vacation or even asleep, he needed to keep his phone accessible at all times.
"I’m Yu Minglang, uh-huh, got it."
Something happened at the office that required his presence. The idea that a domineering CEO could manage everything from afar is a myth; in reality, managing a company is quite troublesome, especially... a company that’s just been taken over.
Qian watched him answer the phone, and he seemed to transform into another person altogether. Gone was the foolish and naive look from a moment ago; he appeared completely serious, which unconsciously reminded her of her past life’s impression of him.
In the past life, it seemed to be the same, actually. He was quite decisive and smart outside, and only when he returned to her did he show a bit of a down-to-earth vibe.
Back then, Qian was still young, and didn’t pay much attention to his special treatment.
At that time, she didn’t understand how to appreciate the sense of responsibility in a mature man.
Just like every young woman in love, she would ponder whether Yu Minglang really had feelings for her—whether his work was more important to him than she was.
But now, looking at his overly serious face, she could sympathize with his departure.
She even thought that his intense and serious face was very handsome; a responsible man is always the handsomest in a woman’s eyes.
Women’s perspectives evolve from age 20 to age 30.
As the years roll by, you understand what responsibility and mission are, and you discover how a man with these qualities is attractive and full of masculinity.
This period of time was probably his busiest and most exhausting moment, but no matter how busy or tired he was, he would always find time to come and see her.
"I need to return to the office. We’ll talk when we meet next time."
Yu Minglang opened the car door. Qian sat still in the passenger seat, silent, her clear eyes looking at him.
As if saying, "Are you sure we’ll meet next time?"
Seeing her not moving, Yu Minglang seemed to recall something. He grabbed a bunch of red flowers from the back seat and stuffed them into Qian’s arms.
"Let’s talk about everything when I return. You must listen to me!"
Darn it! With a heart full of "What the heck?" Qian was kicked out of the car by him.
Then, Yu Minglang’s car sped away, leaving Qian with only a trail of exhaust, a ripped-off sleeve, and this bunch of blazing...
Carnations?!
Qian silently looked at the bouquet in her arms.
He really has some nerve, giving a girl carnations?
Just based on his utterly clueless behavior tonight, Qian should throw these flowers of motherly love to the ground and stomp on them a few times.
The language of red carnations: unconditional motherly love, huh...
Who is your mother!
Carrying an inexplicable anger, Qian returned to her doorstep and looked at the locked door from inside, speechless.
Should she climb back with a bunch of flowers celebrating motherly love, or not?
"Yu said the wall at this height is easy to climb, but I’m exhausted..." Qian held the bunch of flowers with one hand while struggling to grab the garden gate with the other, internally cursing Yu Minglang a thousand times.
But despite her disdain, she still held onto that bunch of "motherly love," refusing to discard it.
Yu Minglang went through much trouble, from secretive messages to planning night meetings, but all it left Qian with was anger and no trace of him.
He seemed to have vanished from the world.
For an entire week, Qian never saw him again.
That "motherly love" bouquet was tossed and retrieved back and forth, but ultimately, it survived in a cola bottle in her room; the water changed a few times before it wilted.
The flowers faded, but he never appeared.
Initially, his disappearing act after flirting was infuriating; yet, his complete silence made Qian worry about his safety.
He never discussed work affairs at home, and in the past life, he wouldn’t tell her; they were close by then, but he would never talk about it.
But now, given they’ve not yet begun, he certainly wouldn’t say a word.
However, Qian knew he must be exhausted now...
Such a significant heritage was placed in his hands, and there must be some shareholders making trouble behind the scenes, even using dishonorable means. Being such a young helmsman, they wouldn’t easily accept him, would they? Who knows what methods those people might use against him?
In the past life, Yu Minglang had a smooth journey; there shouldn’t be any issues this lifetime...right?
But calling him is always unreachable, and her heart remains unsettled.
Over the past few days, Qian had quietly investigated her useless father’s whereabouts, but her power was limited and hasn’t found anything so far.
But Qian wasn’t anxious; her father’s arrival would inevitably happen, and it wouldn’t matter. The marriage was predetermined to end; the later Chen Lin returned, the more Jia Xiufang would believe Qian’s words.
In a flash, the days had passed, and it was the day Jia Xiufang hosted Qian’s college entrance celebration banquet.
The banquet was held at a larger hotel in Q City, chosen by Qian. Initially, Jia Xiufang was uncertain, but Qian had decided for her.
Jia Xiufang’s attitude towards Chen Lin changed, thanks to Qian’s repeated reminders.
During this period, Qian played an enormous role.
She spent a lot of time each day chatting with her mother, constantly reinforcing the psychological suggestion that she was a needed mother and not worthless.
"Mom, which one looks better?" Qian held up two outfits.
"This one, it makes my daughter look elegant." Jia Xiufang pointed.
"Mom, you chose so well." Qian would say such things many times a day.
Stating, "You’ve done well, you’re absolutely right," and insisting that she was a mother needed by her child—reinforcing suggestions like these was her crucial method to ensure her mother’s spirit wouldn’t collapse.
Sure enough, Jia Xiufang’s face blossomed with a big smile.
"You, child, relying on your mom for everything at this age?"
"If not for you, I wouldn’t have been able to grow up. Mom, half of my admission letter’s credit goes to you, truly. If you hadn’t woken up early and stayed up late to prepare meals for me, how could I have focused on studying? Mom, you’re the best."
"You child, why have you become so cheesy lately, seriously." Jia Xiufang wiped away tears of emotion, still remembering to give Qian a gentle, playful slap on the back.
"If it weren’t for treating your dependence personality, you think I’d willingly be this cheesy? The persona is completely blown apart..." What happened to the promised cool-headed lady boss persona—all turned into a female version of inspirational soup Yu Minglang!
Qian mumbled softly, Jia Xiufang didn’t catch it.
"Qian’er, what did you say?"
"I said, my mom is the best..." Aw, this sappy talk, while making her mom comfortable, was giving her goosebumps!
If only Chen Lin could be found quickly; once found, they can divorce, and she could stop this sappy persona and pity act, which truly wasn’t her style.
Qian marked a circle on the calendar, seven days had passed. Yu Minglang, my college entrance banquet is starting, yet you’ve been missing for seven days, are you safe?
Shaking her head in mockery, her persona had long since collapsed, and missing someone was clearly not the emotion a villainous lady boss should have.