Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 967: Chapter 940: A Twist of Fate—Now Things Get Interesting

Shuixian immediately became unhappy. Daodao, who came from a prestigious family, gave up a bright future just to support her, and now people were saying he was marrying into her family?

Besides, the two of them worked with clear divisions of labor, and honestly, Daodao contributed more to the group than she did. It was only out of consideration for Mr. Teng’s feelings that Shuixian was named chairman. Hearing Qiuqiu’s dad say that, Shuixian immediately looked sullen.

Before Shuixian could react, Daodao shook his head at her, took her hand, and led her away early. Arguing with Qiuqiu’s dad would be disrespectful to Qian.

"It makes me so mad! How can he talk about you like that!" Shuixian was still upset after leaving the conflict zone and immediately flared up.

She had initially thought about breaking up because she was worried others would say things like that about Daodao. If a little-known small-time boss dared to talk behind their backs, people outside would certainly say much worse.

"It doesn’t matter how others talk. Why should we get upset over such people? Be good, don’t get angry, the baby will kick you."

Daodao’s temperament and quality were exceptionally good. He was strong-minded enough to ignore these irrelevant rumors.

"He’s still so small, how could he kick?" Shuixian was amused by him, and Daodao pinched her nose. They looked at each other and laughed.

Choose who I love, love the choice I’ve made, and let time prove everything.

"You old man, you’ve infuriated me to death. How could you talk to my friends like that?!" Qiuqiu was so angry that he was hopping mad.

Uneducated nouveau riche will eventually go bankrupt. Didn’t he have any insight? Saying such things in front of Shuixian and Daodao, why doesn’t he just fly up to heaven!

It’s fortunate Shuixian is Qian’s good friend. If it were anyone else, they might play nice to your face, but they’d kill you when you turn your back. This old man wouldn’t even know how he died.

"Isn’t what I said the truth? Qiuqiu, come with Dad. Dad won’t overlook you, you have talent, Dad will train you and then find you a pliable son-in-law who can marry into the family."

"I’m utterly disappointed in you, you don’t even know what I want. I’ll tell you again, I have my own life, I don’t need you to arrange all this for me, any of it!"

After returning from the court, Qian was in a sullen mood and even appeared distracted while everyone was singing karaoke.

In fact, it was the same for Qiuqiu.

Meeting his father by chance made him feel awful, and Bai Jin, who was with Qiuqiu, didn’t know what to say to comfort him, so they just sat in a corner drinking alone.

The rest of the people pretended not to notice those who were feeling down and tried hard to lighten the mood.

Xiaoqiang kept an eye on Qian, watching her sit there in silence, and he frowned intently.

He had been with Qian all day and knew nothing bad had happened.

Though running into Qiuqiu’s dad was unexpected, there had been no physical confrontation, nor did it have any direct connection to his wife.

So why did Qian appear so heavy-hearted at the moment?

Qian had a few drinks, then used the pretext of getting some air to go outside.

Q City isn’t large, nor is it particularly prosperous, but its nightlife is among the leading in the country. Luxurious club lights spilled over the intricately patterned marble floors, with a few people coming in and out in twos and threes. Occasionally, you’d see a couple of shady-looking men with women in ultra-short skirts and high heels — the standard "work uniform" — talking indecently and doing indecent things.

The nightlife scene was like a mirror revealing the true nature of those who seemed proper during the day.

Qian held her liquor well, so those few glasses of red wine didn’t affect her at all, but today she felt a bit dizzy — maybe it was the wine’s fault.

Leaning against a pillar with her eyes closed as if in thought, a pair of strong arms rested on her slender shoulders. She immediately opened her eyes, and upon seeing it was him, the anger in her eyes dissipated and was replaced with fatigue.

Yu Minglang was sure he didn’t see wrong; the woman he thought could do everything just gave him a look that was genuinely full of exhaustion.

"Why are you out here? I just wanted to take a walk." Qian leaned her head on his shoulder, wanting someone to lean on.

Yu Minglang thoughtfully wrapped her in his arms, bearing her full weight.

"Let’s go back and have a few drinks."

"What about the others?"

It’s not right for the host to run off after inviting people out, is it?

"I’ll call Daodao and have him handle it. Besides, there’s a pregnant woman who shouldn’t be out too late, and I should have a few drinks with you. Drinking after this will be different from now."

"How will it be different? Isn’t it still just the two of us?"

"Now as lovers, later as husband and wife. Don’t people have a tradition of having a drink before marriage? Let’s follow the trend."

"...Isn’t that drink with friends as a single farewell party?" Qian realized the Yu Family had a habit of finding excuses for food and drink, a clear sign of kids raised in a big family.

"Then just don’t think of me as your husband. We’re friends now. Come on, friend, have this drink~"

He playfully wrapped his arm around Qian as they left, not taking her directly home but first stopping at a roadside barbecue stand and then driving to his father’s complex.

"Don’t go up there, I’ll go up and sneak out a few good bottles of old man’s liquor, and if I get caught because I can’t run fast with you, I’ll get a scolding." He reminded before getting out of the car.

"Is that appropriate...?"

Reaching below her in-laws’ place but not going up and instead enabling Xiaoqiang to move stuff out, was that really okay?

"It’s fine, our family doesn’t stand on ceremony, wait for me, friend!" He tapped her nose and then went downstairs.

Shortly after, Yu Minglang came down with a large plastic bag in each hand, and Qian opened the car for him, a big smile spreading across his face.

"Friend, you’re in luck, the old lady made lots of snacks tonight, and I cleaned them all up, the old man wasn’t home, I cracked open his liquor cabinet."

"If the old man chases you, don’t count me in."

"Count what? I told the old lady I was drinking with a ’friend’, not my wife."

To coax Qian, he was really going all out, calling her "friend" with such ease.

"Are you this friendly with other female friends?" Qian was amused by him and felt a bit less heavy.

"I really don’t have any female friends, you’re the only one. Let’s go, friend~ my wife isn’t home today, come drink a few glasses at my place!"

The open car window let his words drift off with the wind, and from behind a flower bed, a hidden figure emerged with a face full of deep concern.

Wasn’t Yu Laomao getting married? How could he dare to take a woman to his new home for drinks before the wedding?

Should this be reported to Yu and his mother-in-law? If told, it might harm family harmony, but if not, it poses a moral issue. Given how long they’d been friends with Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu, how could they just stand by and watch the younger generation make mistakes...

This is absolutely a dilemma.