Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 365: Chapter 339: Fortunes Aligned

Mrs. Yu only focused on Xiaoxi’s second half of the sentence and her eyes lit up when she heard Mingxi say he didn’t want to see Qian.

It seems Mingxi also dislikes Chen Xiaoqian, otherwise, why would he say he doesn’t want to see her? And looking at Yu Mingxi’s outfit today, it’s clear he doesn’t take it seriously.

”Xiaoxi, do you want to know about the woman your brother is seeing?”

”No, I’m sleepy...” Insomnia is a very painful feeling, and Yu Mingxi glanced at his aunt, who was eager to share.

”Aunt, aren’t you sleepy? I can see your dark circles are pretty heavy too.”

”...”

Aunt turned her head away, regretting sitting at the same table as Yu Mingxi.

”You were much cuter when you were young.”

”Yeah, when I was young you weren’t this irritable either. Aunt, why don’t you let Laomao’s fiancée have a look at you, she seems to be able to treat your irritability too.”

”Aren’t you against that woman? How do you know about her?”

Yu Mingxi yawned, ”I’m not at home, but there are legends about me in the house, nothing escapes me—besides, I have no issues with her.”

”No issues and yet you didn’t come back earlier?”

”I have issues with Laomao. Whenever I think about his reaction when he sees me, I feel like I’ll sleep well tonight.”

”...” Aunt regretted it, wondering why she was sitting at this table with such an idiot.

She scanned the room, realizing the important tables were all filled, and it was too late to switch seats.

Yu Mingxi began to close his eyes and meditate, when suddenly a commotion erupted, making Yu Mingxi open his eyes as Yu Minglang entered from outside, holding Qian’s hand.

Qian was dressed in a specially-made qipao, with exquisite makeup that made her look like a classical beauty from an ancient painting. The beauty mark on her forehead was even more alluring under the lights.

Not only did the guests find this pair pleasing to the eye, but when Qian finished her makeup and emerged with Sister-in-law, Yu Minglang almost dropped his eyes.

One can tell a girl’s figure by how she looks in a qipao.

Even though Qian isn’t tall, her body proportions are excellent, bringing to mind a phrase for Minglang, ”perfect moment of beauty, regardless of smiles or tears.” His Mei is beautiful no matter the expression.

Especially those curved eyes, now unobstructed without the silver-framed glasses, resembling a clear spring, sparklingly beautiful, turning the not-so-brightly-lit changing room entrance into a picturesque scene.

A pretty person graces a place with beauty.

Yu Minglang swallowed, as Qian pinned her hair, removed her glasses, and donned a qipao, seemingly transforming into a different person.

Because it’s an engagement and not a wedding, they avoided bright red. The peach-colored qipao, with luxurious embroidery patterns, gave Qian a sense of elegance, especially when she stood there with her misty eyes looking his way—completely irresistible.

One word destroyed all the allure.

”Sister-in-law insisted I not wear glasses; the contacts irritate my eyes...”

The misty, vulnerable look was actually because her contacts were uncomfortable!

Of course, Yu Minglang wouldn’t tell her that without her glasses, her eyes appeared dreamy like those of a pure little bunny, pitifully waiting for his protection. He simply kept looking, trying hard to memorize her current appearance, then said with some regret.

”Go take off the contacts, wear the glasses, don’t let them irritate your eyes.”

Just a glimpse of the beautiful silhouette was enough.

Qian was relieved, turning to go inside to change glasses, only to be pulled back by Sister-in-law.

”Don’t ruin my masterpiece! Glasses spoil the look, either take off the contacts or keep them on!” Sister-in-law rarely showed such authority, staring at Qian’s makeup. The jade-like beauty couldn’t be spoiled by unsightly glasses.

”Alright, I’ll leave it like this.” Qian resigned herself.

Today is a special day; she doesn’t want to be unable to clearly see the tall, handsome Yu Minglang.

To match Qian’s retro outfit, Yu Minglang wore a dark-colored, side-buttoned, high-collared Zhongshan suit, with the same patterned embroidery as on Qian’s outfit at the hem. He finally removed the suspenders from his shoulders. A dashing man paired with a beautiful, elegant woman—when they stand together without saying a word, there’s no scene more beautiful.

Their gazes met silently, Sister-in-law felt deep satisfaction watching the perfect match of handsome man and beautiful woman.

”I think this outfit feels silly...” Yu Minglang discontentedly tugged at his Zhongshan suit.

He and Qian were both pragmatists, with their outfits chosen and styled by Mrs. Yu according to her standards.

Sister-in-law facepalmed, just as Qian chimed in.

”Honestly, you’re so handsome, anything you wear looks good.”

In an instant, the previously frustrated man was soothed.

Sister-in-law was amazed by it.

Indeed, it was a case of opposites attracting; Yu Minglang the little troublemaker paired with Qian, the insightful woman, were a perfect match.

”Alright, hurry up and head out, complete the ceremony, then you’ll need to change outfits again, don’t miss the auspicious time.” The day was chosen by Grandmother from the North, based on Yu Minglang and Qian’s birth dates, and Sister-in-law’s task was to supervise the two, ensuring they didn’t miss the auspicious moment.

Mr. Yu didn’t believe in these things, but Grandma took them seriously, saying Yu Minglang and Qian were a complementary match, favorable in marriage. Their fates were so strong, missing it could lead to business success but lifelong unhappiness in love, but together, they would bring great fortune, concluding they must not be separated.

Yu Minglang also didn’t believe in this stuff, already planning to smash the fortune teller’s windows if there was any bad prophecy. But the written prediction was full of fancy terms he didn’t understand much, yet Qian explained it was all good, so he felt relieved.

Hmm, this fortune teller is pretty reliable. When taking Qian to see him, bring some cigarettes, alcohol, and snacks—the one who predicted was none other than Yu Minglang’s grand-uncle, the current president of the Feng Shui Association.

According to Mrs. Yu, Yu Minglang was someone who couldn’t care less; if someone made him uncomfortable, he’d smash even grand-uncle’s windows, unsure if he predicted so positively because he feared Yu Minglang’s notorious temper.

Qian, however, wholeheartedly believed it, as wasn’t this the same as her and Yu Minglang in their past life?