Chapter 690 - 664: Even Qian Can’t Control Herself
Chapter 690 - 664: Even Qian Can’t Control Herself
Qian always wants to seriously discuss recent situations with Xiaoqiang.
For example, Mai who comes with ill intentions. She let Yu Minglang tear Mai’s disguise but didn’t expose it right away, just to further observe Mai’s reaction. Of course, the main purpose was to satisfy her own mischievous pleasure of scaring people.
After being beaten by Yu Minglang, Mai would certainly be on edge, worrying about whether his disguise had been blown.
And with the signal lost, Mai would have to think twice about this matter. Qian loves to mess with people who think they’re smarter than everyone else.
Let Mai worry and ponder, while Qian enjoys playing tricks on him and also wants to test her strategies against future top elites to see where her wit stands.
When Xiaoqiang found this item at home, Qian ruled out the possibility that Mai was just here to hook up with her.
Qian carefully analyzed the situation while Yu Minglang earnestly observed his wife’s legs.
"I think Mai’s intentions aren’t as simple as pursuing Narcissus. He’s gone incognito as a bodyguard, likely for—"
"For this junk." Yu Minglang tossed aside the bothersome brown paper bag and leaned in to kiss Qian, but she pushed his face away, saying, "We’re talking business, no messing around!"
"You knew?"
"Anyone with some brains should know. The Teng Family is currently fighting tooth and nail over this thing. Mahadi wants to find a way to prove himself in his family. His mother’s lack of confidence as the main wife doesn’t allow her to give him money, so he’s naturally targeting an innocent girl like Narcissus who’s rich."
Lang didn’t waste a minute and got the situation clarified.
In these big families in Southeast Asia, information like this would especially be of interest. It’s not surprising that Yu Minglang knows a thing or two about Mai’s family, and after some analysis, it’s clear why he’s here.
He’s interested in Narcissus’s money.
"This guy has some skills. If he can secure startup funds, he’ll be quite formidable later on."
Until today, Qian still remembered Mahadi as someone who could call the shots in his past life. But today, seeing the young Mai getting trapped by Yu Minglang, that image shattered. No matter how formidable Mai is in his domain, his combat ability doesn’t match even a finger of Lang’s.
Using a big shot as a stepping stone to highlight her man’s charm, Qian admits she got a bit vain again.
Xiaoqiang’s charm is always outward facing, and at home, it doesn’t last three seconds. When Qian talks business with him, he just wants to get handsy and tease her.
"Aren’t you going to ask how I plan to deal with Mai?" Qian pushed away his advancing lips.
"Well, you didn’t say anything when I was fighting, did you?" Yu Minglang persistently tried to get closer, insisting he wanted a kiss.
Thinking like this, Qian felt balanced again.
She isn’t worried when he fights because she’s confident in her man’s strength. Similarly, Yu Minglang isn’t worried when she’s analyzing a schemer like Mai because he trusts Qian’s capabilities.
All these troublesome matters combined aren’t as attractive as his wife. Yu Minglang simply pulled her into his arms and began rubbing his freshly grown stubble against her, leaving faint red marks on her white skin, both painful and itchy.
"Wifey, your scent has changed."
"Oh, I went to the spa today, so it’s the scent of essential oils."
At the mention of the spa, Yu Minglang instantly remembered, right, it’s this fickle woman! Imagining handsome men at the spa in her head, such wicked thoughts must be killed in the cradle!
"Go shower; you’re giving off a weird scent." Not that it’s unpleasant, but she prefers Xiaoqiang’s clean scent.
"Got smoke smell on me at work today, wait up, we’ve got a score to settle!"
Qian snorted, too lazy to bother with this guy’s childishness.
While he was showering, Qian called Teng Daye.
"Godfather, it’s Qian’er."
"Qian’er? It’s so late, is something up?" Teng Daye knew Qian wouldn’t call him at night without a reason; surely something’s up.
"Just wanted to update you, I’ve figured out the identity of Narcissus’s bodyguard; he’s from the Carter family."
"...Are you kidding me?" Anyone placed close to Narcissus has been thoroughly vetted. How could such a significant figure slip through?
"Have I ever joked with you?"
On the other end, silence fell. Teng Daye realized the seriousness of the situation. To support his daughter, he’s been negotiating with various forces, struggling with other shareholders, and now this pops up.
If not handled properly, this could blow up big time.
"Get Narcissus home immediately." Teng Daye wanted to handle this personally.
"Narcissus can’t go back. Call her tomorrow and tell her to stay with me for half a month as a holiday."
"You two... can manage?" Teng Daye caught the hint. Qian intends to deal with this difficult person herself?
But at such a critical moment, the slightest misstep could ruin the whole family. Can these two young women handle it?
"Consider it a return gift for my wedding present. I’ll take care of this guy for you; you just focus on your side. You can’t watch over Narcissus forever; it’s time for her to be trained."
"Just be mindful of your actions." Teng Daye implicitly agreed, but this gamble is a big one; it’s uncertain if the two kids can hold out.
"Mm, godfather, drink more black bean milk and eat more lamb."
"Oh?"
"Those can alleviate male menopause symptoms. You must be going through it, you’re too fussy..."
"..." Teng Daye was torn between tears and laughter. This girl is still as sharp-tongued as ever!
"Wifey~ bring me a change of clothes~"
"My husband is calling me. I’ll call you with updates if anything happens. Don’t mention anything to Narcissus over the phone; I suspect her calls might be tapped."
"Got it."
Qian hung up and began finding clothes for Yu Minglang.
He didn’t even have a cabinet; he came with a bag. It took a lot of effort to arrange a date with his wife.
Qian rummaged through the bag and found his protective underwear. Ever since he got married, the days of wearing Baiyi’s big shorts were over.
Qian, with her refined taste, picked styles for him that were quite presentable. Qian found Yu Minglang to be particularly amusing; if she wasn’t around, he’d make sure to tidy up. But as soon as she was around, he’d deliberately go into the shower without changing clothes.
It’s like an addiction; he’d always have to shout every time, previously calling her "Qian-bao," and now "wifey." She has strong suspicions that he does it on purpose, using this opportunity to show off his good physique.
Qian actually wants to be haughty sometimes, like giving a disdainful glance when entering, making a few clicks of the tongue and thinking, "Is that all your physique has?" putting him down because he always flirts with her. She thinks like this before going in.
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