Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 692 - 666: Yu Xiaoqiang Tricked by Qian

"Alright, I know what you want to hear first—it’s gotta be looks. Come on, let this sister check the goods~"

Qian glanced at his handsome face and said with satisfaction.

"Passable."

"Just passable?!" His male ego was bruised!

"Take off that towel on your head, and you’ll look handsome. Come on, young man, tell this sister what special skills you have?"

"Making money, being good to my wife—"

She pressed her finger to his lips, stepped back a bit, and shook her finger, "Can you answer professionally? Who wants to see your money-making skills in a spa service for the opposite sex?"

"Then what should I say?"

"You should say, ’You look beautiful and vibrant today, even more stunning and breathtaking the more I look.’"

"Oh... come on!" Words like that, how could a straight-laced man like him say them?

"If you don’t praise me, I’ll find someone else to praise me~" Qian purposely scared him.

"You won’t get the chance!" Xiaoqiang was trying to give her a piece of his mind, but with Qian’s scare, it turned into her advising him not to go out and cause unnecessary trouble.

His worried and caring expression, fearing she’d go astray, deeply amused Qian, successfully turning the tables and brainwashing this guy, nailed it!

"If you want me to not get the chance, then show your prowess. Come on, young man, serve this sister well, and she’ll give you a tip to buy candy~"

Poor Yu Xiaoqiang, originally intending to set a trap, ended up being counter-trapped by Qian...

Xiaoqiang initially wanted to use this opportunity to restore his non-existent husbandly authority, but was outsmarted by Qian, and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

This realization came a bit late, and when Lang snapped back to reality, he was still a little unconvinced.

He was always the trickster outside; how come he admitted defeat when it came to her?

"Brother, please settle the fee."

Lang turned around and almost choked.

The girl who just tricked him was kneeling beside him, looking at him with particularly adorable and irresistibly large eyes, those long eyelashes fluttering!

Yu Minglang was baffled by her antics.

"Darling, what are you playing at?"

Wasn’t he just giving her a massage for quite some time? And now she wants money, for what reason?

Qian earnestly replied, "I was clearly giving you a mood-lifting treatment, you have to pay for it."

"Isn’t that unreasonable?" He massaged her, and yet he got uplifted?

"When I’m happy, aren’t you happy too?" Qian argued as if it were a real case.

"Priced clearly, fair trade, service exclusively for you, only charging you personally. Tell me, brother, are you satisfied with my service today?"

Not only can Lang play games, but Qian can too; she’s much more skilled than Yu Minglang, at least she didn’t cover her head with a hair towel that drives people insane.

"Satisfied..." Yu Minglang felt he had already lost ones, this time he was determined not to let this little rascal succeed, it’s a matter of household status, absolutely wouldn’t acknowledge—

Alright, in the end, he succumbed to his heart.

Too, un, reasonable! Xiaoqiang roared inwardly, but dared not resist openly.

Forget it, home is not a place to argue; Xiaoqiang drank deeply of the spiritual chicken soup he brewed, he’s the man, he should yield to his wife!

"Please pay for the joy you just received, thank you."

Xiaoqiang was thoroughly outsmarted by her.

"Alright, how much, can I use a card?" If the wife wants to play, he’ll accompany her.

Qian smiled slightly, "Give a few hundred as a tip—"

"Go ahead and take it from my pocket."

"Clearly that’s not enough, I think I’m worth at least a million an hour."

Though Xiaoqiang has money, shares dividends, and stocks, his pockets are always cleaner than his face since he hands over his entire salary. That few hundred is the kind-hearted wife’s allowance for him to buy candy. Hearing the girl ask for so much, Yu Minglang pretended to be dead and lay immobile on the bed.

"Hey, where’s the money?" Qian poked him.

He buried his face in the pillow and murmured, "Cut off whichever part of me you find valuable and sell it!"

Lang has already entered default mode.

With such a wife, what else could he say, naturally... happily accept it.