Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 1202: Chapter 1174: Qian Is Inspired (Monthly Ticket 1500+ Bonus)

The pampered favorite of the household, Beauty, was lying there lazily having an extra meal, while Qian gnawed on fruit and supervised Xiaoqiang, and Xiaoqiang rolled up his sleeves and resigned himself to wiping.

”Vice President, what are you doing?” Someone coming home from work saw the scene and asked curiously.

There were also a few senior managers from the Yu Family who’d bought apartments in this complex, so they spotted him at a glance.

In winter it gets dark early, and the streetlights were already on. With Yu Minglang standing up on the windowsill like such a big target, it was hard not to notice him. At first glance he looked like a burglar sneaking around the house.

”Just getting some exercise, and cleaning while I’m at it. My wife’s pregnant now, it’s inconvenient for her to wipe the windows.” Yu Minglang lied without even blinking.

The Vice President really is a good man! The guy downstairs was full of admiration, and Qiao Zhen, who had come back with him, stroked his chin.

”This is punishment, right?”

”Qiao Zhen, have you finished writing your work plan? I’m checking it tomorrow!” Yu Minglang’s sharp ears picked it up.

”Aiya, your thoughtfulness toward your wife moves heaven and earth. You take your time wiping!”

Xiaoqiang used a mix of threats and sweet talk to finish fooling his subordinate, but he still felt unwilling. As he wiped the window, he gazed profoundly into the distance, planning to do a bit of emotional grandstanding to salvage his position in his wife’s heart.

”Wifey, look how much Beauty and I are alike. Out there, we’re heroes who make our enemies tremble; at home, we take your orders and don’t bully the weak. This is our mission, our responsibility!”

Come on, wifey~ be so moved that you throw yourself into Lang’s arms, tearfully touched and crying—then, by the way, lift the punishment of wiping all those other rooms’ windows.

Xiaoqiang spoke with deep feeling, even matching it with a soulful, faraway gaze. Then he turned his head to look at his wife and almost choked on his own frustration.

”Wifey, what are you doing?”

He was over here working hard to stir up emotions, and she wouldn’t even spare him a single glance?

The window was open, so Qian, afraid of the cold, was wrapped up in a down jacket, back to Xiaoqiang, curled up into a ball and squatting on the floor.

Yu Minglang hopped down from the windowsill, went over to her, and saw Qian squatting on the ground, bent over a little wooden table they’d taken down, scribbling away.

”Why aren’t you writing on the sofa?”

Did she think of some case? Xiaoqiang was full of regret; all that emotion he’d just sold was for nothing.

”The sofa faces the window, it’d be cold.”

”Then go into the small bedroom and write at the desk.” What’s the point of curling up into a ball like that?

Qian slanted a look at him. ”Then how would I supervise you? What if you slack off?”

”You could just check the results, couldn’t you?”

”The windows at home are already so clean, even if you don’t wipe them I can’t tell the difference—” Qian slipped up. Okay, she was just annoyed he’d hidden things from her, so she deliberately cooked up some harmless little punishment.

”Alright, alright. Considering your good attitude in admitting you were wrong, I’ll cancel your punishment for today.”

Qian closed her notebook, wearing a smug little expression.

”Wifey, who are you plotting against this time?” Just from that look, Yu Minglang knew his wife was brewing up some mischief again.

”I was thinking, once our baby is born, we’ll need a good photographer.”

”I’ll have Big Brother find one in advance.”

”No, no, no. I think Bai Jin has been out there for a bit too long; it’s about time we brought her back.”

Yu Minglang mulled it over carefully and got it.

His wife meant she was confident she could settle the matter between Bai Jin and Qiuqiu before the baby arrived?

”Even though the Mu Xiaofeng incident is wrapped up, it gave me an idea.” Qian had only just had this thought after she saw injured Beauty.

”Oh.” Xiaoqiang nodded and stood up to go, but Qian grabbed him.

”Where are you going?”

”To call Qiuqiu and tell him to prepare for bereavement. From the way you’re talking, it sounds like you’re getting ready to kill his dad off at any moment.”

”...I’ve decided to keep punishing you by making you wipe the windows!”

Qian made a show of turning to leave, and he quickly put his arms around her. ”Wifey, I’m teasing you. My wife is such a gentle person, how could you ever do something like that.”

Qian gave a proud little snort. That was more like it.

Then that certain someone with no sense of self-preservation had to add, ”Of course you can’t deliberately treat someone to death. At most you just don’t treat them properly and let them die naturally.”

”Wipe. The. Windows!!” She really shouldn’t try to be understanding with this kind of idiot!

Beauty happily finished off her favorite sausage, lifted her eyelids, and glanced at her familiar male master’s daily performance of courting death.

Ah, it’s still better to be home~ When she can’t watch her male master creatively seek death, her doggy life feels so dark.

”I’m done joking with you. Wifey, I just think that a pregnant woman should act like a pregnant woman. You already did enough by helping us catch Mu Xiaofeng; can we put Qiuqiu’s family’s matter on hold for now?”

Yu Minglang had been teasing Qian on purpose, but he was really just worrying that his big-bellied wife was overtaxing her brain. He hoped she could take a break and rest at home to protect the pregnancy.

”We definitely can’t put it on hold. Patients with terminal illnesses can go just like that. If one day Qiuqiu’s dad suddenly passes away, whether or not Qiuqiu ends up with Bai Jin, he’ll always have regrets in his heart.”

Even if they’re together, there’s high-quality togetherness and low-quality togetherness—it’s totally different.

”Even Beauty knows that an imported sausage tastes better than those three-for-one-yuan ones; how much more true is that for people?”

That metaphor was so simple and clear that Xiaoqiang had no way to argue.

”It’s fine. My work only uses my brain, not my hands, it’s not that tiring. Look, there are plenty of women out there who keep working while pregnant. Compared to them, I already have it pretty easy.”

Seeing her all geared up and determined, Yu Minglang felt a bit depressed.

”How did you manage to cook up so many schemes in the time it took me to wipe a few windows?”

”Not at all, not at all. I’ve actually been hesitating about how to handle this all along. Beauty getting hurt gave me a reminder. Have you heard of the contrast effect?”

Yu Minglang’s sharp eyes swept over to Beauty. You little troublemaker! Beauty, currently wrestling with her second little sausage, froze—getting shot while just trying to eat?

”I heard you talk about it before. The contrast effect is what psychology calls it when two bad things happen at the same time, and the lighter one suddenly seems insignificant.”

Like, if you only look at one mountain, it seems really tall, but once you compare it to something like Mount Everest, it becomes a little hill.

”You’re teachable. Today I thought Beauty was dead and felt awful, but when I realized she was only injured, my heart suddenly opened up. If I’d first seen that she was injured, I’d definitely be much sadder than I am now. That’s the contrast effect.”

Inspired, Qian felt she could put Qiuqiu’s dad through something similar.

”I’ve never seen a pregnant woman like you, you’re way too restless... Then we have to make a deal. Once we’re done with Qiuqiu’s family business, you have to properly stay home and protect the pregnancy, got it?”

”Mm-hmm~” Qian pursed her lips, wanting to kiss him. Yu Minglang half-closed his eyes, ready to enjoy.

”Woof!” Beauty grumbled, and Qian shoved Yu Minglang away.

”Go, take Beauty out to pee!”

Yu Minglang cast a gloomy, resentful look at Beauty’s food bowl. She’s eating way too well, which is why she’s making trouble. Causing trouble right when someone’s about to enjoy some benefits—looks like it’s time to cut down Beauty’s rations...