Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 701 - 675: It’s All Tactical, You Know~

"Ah, you caught him? That’s great! How did you catch him?" Shui Xian was quite curious about this.

"Some people always think they’re smarter than others and try to play tricks, but when they meet someone even smarter, they end up getting played."

Damn it! Was she doing this on purpose... on purpose... on purpose?! In Mai’s mind, the little person was spitting fire again.

"Sounds like there’s a story behind this?" Shui Xian played along.

In Mai’s mind, there was another outburst. Does Shui Xian know too... know too... too...?!

These two girls are really ruthless... But they’re just two women, yet they can stir up so much trouble. Mai was sure that all of Shui Xian’s calls and daily life were under his control, and she hadn’t had any special contact with Chen Xiaoqian. Technically, Shui Xian shouldn’t know anything. Even Shui Xian’s calls with her dad were heard by Mai—no issues with that, right?

Then why do these two girls always seem to be in harmony, saying things that sound normal but, upon closer inspection, seem to have hidden meanings?

Qian exchanged a mischievous glance with Shui Xian. The tacit understanding between good friends doesn’t require much; just the phrase "Schrodinger’s Bodyguard" was enough to enlighten Shui Xian, who had a high IQ.

Before encountering Qian, Shui Xian indeed took the college entrance exam several times, but it wasn’t because she was stupid; rather, she had an eating disorder and psychological issues, rebelling against her father on purpose. After meeting Qian, not only did Qian cure her eating disorder, but she also repaired her relationship with her father. Shui Xian, now slightly more normal, achieved grades on par with Qian. Moreover, she had once played Go with Yu Minglang and only lost by a small margin. If her brain were stupid, then there wouldn’t be any smart people left.

"To put it crudely, it’s like pretending to be smart only to end up being outsmarted." Qian looked directly at Mai, whose tension tightened again, feeling as if he were being mocked.

Is a woman always so dominant, really a good thing!

After having enough fun teasing Mai, Qian and Shui Xian returned to the main topic.

"Recently, that guy’s been under some stress. He was humiliated by his female boss at work. Unwilling to let it go, he masked himself and **ed her after work. When he found out she didn’t call the police afterward, he became obsessed with repeating this, targeting middle-aged women. These women had something in common: they dressed exquisitely, appeared successful in their careers, and returned home late. Bullying them gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction."

Women like the principal were easily targeted. This jerk realized these women often had good careers and families, so they wouldn’t report him. But as the saying goes, ’the net of justice has large meshes, but it lets nothing slip through,’ so how could he remain unchecked?

Shui Xian listened, dumbfounded.

"Not only disgusting but downright perverted!"

Picking on women who could almost be his mother, what kind of twisted hobby is that?

"Qian’er, what do you think is going on with this guy’s psychology?"

"The founder of the school of psychoanalysis, Freud, believed that from birth to old age, all behavioral motivations are colored by sexuality and governed by sexual instinctual drives. You could say that for a **’er, psychological pleasure is more crucial than reality. While each person’s criminal motivations differ, tracing back to their childhood reveals a commonality: their mothers held low status in their families, giving them a fundamentally flawed view of women."

Qian glanced at Mai, who now couldn’t even look her in the eye; her gaze was sharper than an X-ray machine.

"In the childhood experiences of these men, their fathers disrespected women and even engaged in domestic violence, causing them to inherently look down on women and believe that men’s status should be higher than women’s. When they grow up and experience stress, they feel compelled to commit crimes against women. Some just need to watch one movie to emulate it, while others have seen plenty and remain perfectly normal."

Speaking of which, Yu Minglang had also watched quite a bit, and Qian still remembered his precise assessments of Western films.

Mai felt distressed again, every word stinging! Were they talking about him, him, him...?!

"But not every woman is suitable to be used as a stepping stone. When you’re trying to climb up by relying on women, you should consider if this woman is someone you can afford to provoke. Do you agree with my point, Mahadi?"

Mai couldn’t hold back anymore. Chen Xiaoqian kept torturing him like a cat playing with a mouse, making him on edge, so that now he thought every sentence was meant for him.

Mai figured he couldn’t stand it any longer. Rather than letting Chen Xiaoqian continue to toy with him, it would be better to just come clean!

"Miss, I have something to say to you!" Mahadi looked at Qian provocatively, ready to deliver his trump card, challenging how Chen Xiaoqian would boast then!

Seeing his expression, Qian was laughing to herself on the inside.

Wine, like men, improves with age.

If it were Mai from ten years in the future, Qian might not have been able to handle him. But fortune had shifted time back by ten years; without those layers of time and experience, today’s Mai couldn’t present her with any challenge.

Seeing that Mai couldn’t take it anymore and was about to expose himself, Qian and Shui Xian managed to keep their expressions perfectly in sync. Come on, little brother, spill it~

"Actually, I am—"

Just as Mai was preparing to adjust his strategy and reveal his identity, a server, leading a group of guests, approached the table. Mai had to restrain his impulse to reveal himself, looking at Qian defiantly—girl, you’d better watch out!

Qian gracefully took a sip from her glass. Bring it on, you’re just a kid; come at me!

Shui Xian lowered her eyes, observing the interaction between Qian and Mai, finding it amusing.

Is this show about to enter the next stage? So far, she hadn’t seen anyone who opposed Qian’er come to a good end.

"This way, please," said the server, leading the new guests to the table beside Qian’s. The tables were cleverly separated by plants, allowing a glimpse through the gaps of a family of three: a middle-aged, or perhaps elderly, couple, and an unattractive girl.

The private restaurant wasn’t large but had a good stream of guests. Qian had come here because Liumei had praised the place highly, saying their squid and pork rib pot was out of this world. Even though they avoided peak meal times, the restaurant was still quite busy. Qian and Shui Xian sat in a quiet corner.

The family’s arrival broke the tranquility.

"Didn’t we ask for a quiet spot? Change us to a private room!" demanded a young woman with a round face and puffy eyes, dressed somewhat plainly but speaking with confidence.

"I’m sorry, ma’am, but our restaurant doesn’t have private rooms," the server replied politely. The restaurant’s décor was carefully arranged, focusing on the dining experience at each table, without private rooms.

"What a useless place; what kind of place did that woman choose!" the woman with puffy eyes complained. Her mother then picked up a napkin and forcefully wiped the table, showing they were a meticulous family.

Qian and Shui Xian were initially waiting for Mai to expose his identity, but the family’s loud voices couldn’t be ignored, involuntarily drawing the attention of both future bosses to that side.

"Squid and pork rib pot, Chef-style prawns, Signature crayfish, Mandarin duck congee, and jar-braised rabbit meat—change the rabbit meat to venison." The girl read the dish names from her phone’s message.

Every time she read a dish name, Shui Xian glanced at the table—damn, exactly the same?