Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 754 - 728: This Matter Involves Confidential Information

Yu Minglang’s lips twitched; he thought flipping tables was a rogue action reserved for dealing with his dad, but it turns out Qian had learned a few tricks!

"You, clean this up right now! Including but not limited to arranging the cards, putting the chairs back in place, clearing away the fruit peels you just ate, wiping the floor, cutting the fruit and sending it to the room—add anything else yourself!"

Qian pointed at his nose and said.

Yu Minglang silently pulled out her IOU from his pocket, "I thought I could enjoy some creditor privileges."

"I’ll repay with my body!" Qian left a domineering statement that left Yu Minglang at a loss for words, as she led her two buddies into the room to chat, leaving Yu Minglang speechless at the mess in the room.

"The hierarchy in this household is off the charts..." He flexed his fingers; being skilled isn’t necessarily good, see how Mei got all flustered and angry...

In the evening, Yu Minglang smirked mischievously, slapped the IOU onto the bed, and raised an eyebrow.

"Mei, how do you plan to repay the debt?"

"What do you plan?" Qian retorted.

Yu Minglang wiggled his fingers slyly, "This whole thing started from hand speed, so let’s repay it with hand speed, what do you say?"

From now on, she was his exclusive card, ready for all sorts of ’touching’!

Saying so, he attempted a wolf’s pounce, but Qian deftly dodged, leaving him to flop onto the mattress with a frustrated look.

"Hey! You can’t renege on the debt! No card integrity left, the debt must be repaid with your body!"

"I’d love to repay, but a relative told me today wasn’t the day."

"Which shameless relative, I’m about to use a slingshot to smash their windows!" Who dares to block Xiaoqiang’s happiness?!

"Aunt Flo."

Briefs! An earth-shattering catastrophe!

Yu Minglang was stone-faced.

"Wrong timing!"

Don’t ask how he knows his wife’s physiological cycle; it’s all meticulously recorded in Lang’s little notebook, those days you best not provoke her, or else you’ll face dire consequences.

Qian shrugged, "Yeah, it’s a few days early; I guess the old lady was ticked off by you and came early. Who told you to be so good with your hands that we can’t catch your cheating? I got so angry that my blood flow reversed, Aunt Flo flooded..."

"Ahhh!!!" Yu Minglang, frustrated, buried his face in the pillow, wishing he hadn’t intentionally teased her, maybe letting her win would’ve kept Aunt Flo at bay!

"I usually like to call this ’lifting a rock only to drop it on your own foot’, hahaha!"

Qian found his state comforting, even her usual irritability during Aunt Flo’s visit was greatly alleviated.

"Don’t provoke me, or I’ll be forced to perform an 80s martial arts film, which you’ll regret!"

"You still plan to beat your wife?" Qian was genuinely curious about what an 80s martial arts film entails, not dismissing him.

"This film, shot in the 1980s, tells the story of a martial art master, Mrs. Biyu!"

"What’s it got to do with me?"

"The film is titled: Blood Cleansing Silver Spear!"

"..."

Ten seconds later, the soundproof room echoed with Yu Minglang’s cries.

Next door, Narcissus and Liumei paused their face-mask routine; Narcissus was staying the night, invited by Liumei for some skincare, their ghostly pale faces looked at each other for a few seconds before displaying an indescribable expression.

"Those guys are too eager, they should at least wait until we’re asleep to do their business!"

"Exactly, my brother sounded so pitiful!"

"Ah! Mei, I’m sorry! Qian—wife, don’t, ah!"

These indescribable sounds made Narcissus and Liumei blush, tut tut tut!

When morning came, Liumei, up early to practice, found a discarded sanitary pad in the bathroom trash can, her expression turned even more indescribable.

What’s this? Minor injuries won’t send soldiers from the frontline? Liumei pondered.

The next morning, Yu Minglang went for a jog and bought breakfast for his wife.

He timed it perfectly, encountering the yellow-haired neighbor on her way out.

"Morning!"

"Morning."

Yu Minglang casually greeted the yellow-haired neighbor who had initiated the greeting, seemingly nothing amiss, but as they passed by, Yu Minglang noticed a sly, laughter-containing expression in her eyes. Xiaoqiang kept composed on the surface but showed a somber expression once inside the elevator.

If, earlier, he was only 20% certain that the neighbor might be eavesdropping on his wife, now the probability had risen to 50%.

That particular look justified Xiaoqiang’s suspicion that she overheard last night’s incident.

As a very self-assured man, Yu Minglang was particularly confident in his intuition; a single coincidence is just that—a coincidence, but suspicions twice in a row give him reason to suspect.

Now, for the third time, Yu Minglang was already on high alert.

What he needed to do now was raise the 50% probability up to 100%.

Guarded by Aunt Flo, Qian was cozily enjoying her breakfast in bed, while Yu Minglang washed the dishes. Timing it perfectly for when the neighbors should have finished their morning routines, he returned to the bedroom and addressed Qian at just the right volume.

"I have something very important to tell you, something that could involve top-level secrets."

Qian shot him a puzzled look, why was he suddenly so serious at home?

Yu Minglang made a shushing gesture, took something small from his pocket, and stuck it to Qian’s bedroom wall, then spoke loudly.

"This is very confidential, after hearing it, you mustn’t tell anyone, can you do that?"

Qian was unsure of what he had stuck on the wall; it seemed serious.

"I can do that," Qian cooperatively replied.

Next door, the yellow-haired neighbor nervously listened with her eavesdropping device, sensing this to be potentially significant.

Then...

Yu Minglang, grinning mischievously, pressed a button, making the device on the wall emit a piercing sound!

To Qian and Yu Minglang, the sound was loud but not harmful to hearing, but for the yellow-haired neighbor, the amplified sound waves were disastrous!

She clutched her ears in pain, hearing only buzzing noises, that’s it, could this be the legendary tinnitus?

Boss! Please consider this an occupational injury, boo hoo hoo hoo!

"What are you doing?" Qian asked Yu Minglang.

"Sending a disturbance wave, they say this is confidential, without precautions, what if someone eavesdrops?" Yu Minglang said, opening Qian’s bedroom window, watching as expected the yellow-haired neighbor rushed downstairs.

Hah, is she off to get her ears checked?

Yu Minglang never believed in improbable events; ultra-secure doors purchased through special channels, neighbors photographing him and Mei, noticing odd smiles, using interference waves then quickly going out, possibly seeing a doctor...

Many improbable coincidences stacked together, could only indicate one thing—the neighbors have something shady going on.