"I absolutely can’t believe it, my period actually played a roundabout way, leading us to rescue my nesis?"
She really believed it now, her period must not be her real aunt; it was more like a step-aunt!
If it hadn’t co, she and Yu Minglang would definitely be snuggled up at ho, entangled in the red sheets, and wouldn’t have gone out or encountered the attacked Qu Xue!
What a bizarre feeling this is...
"I even feel like hitting that woman with the surna Qu." Xiaoqiang still hadn’t cald down, the plan didn’t work out, yet they ended up saving soone they didn’t want to save; it was truly frustrating.
When they returned ho, once the door shut, Qian couldn’t wait to run to wash her hands. She had just touched Qu Xue, feeling as if she had been contaminated with viruses or sothing.
Qu Xue remained unconscious the entire ti; she didn’t even know who saved her, she was sent straight to the hospital after being rescued.
After washing her hands, Yu Minglang followed Qian inside; she thought he was also going to wash his hands, so she stepped aside to give him space, but Yu Minglang grabbed her shoulder, about to get angry, when Qian was even fiercer than him.
"If you want to lecture , give a political lesson, that’s fine, but you have to wash your hands. Don’t touch with the hand that’s touched a ntal patient!"
"Go inside and wait for ; see if I won’t teach you a lesson!" Yu Minglang pointed his finger at her nose, but he didn’t actually touch her, knowing she has a hand-washing compulsion, couldn’t really provoke her with that.
He specifically washed his hands twice with soap, ensuring they were clean, and then, still full of anger, prepared to settle the account with Qian.
He had only gone to buy a bun, and she went off to act all heroic; it was way too dangerous!
No one was in the living room, so Yu Minglang could only head to his bedroom on the second floor, pushed the door open, and saw Qian lying face down on his bed.
"Chen Xiaoqian! Do you realize what you did?! Driving without a license and daring to go head-to-head with a madman, do you know how dangerous that just was?!"
"Ugh...my stomach hurts, do you have a hot water bottle?" she said lazily.
Yu Minglang pointed his finger at her again in a ferocious manner, saying nothing, just pointed twice, and turned to leave.
There was no hot water bottle at ho, so he had to use a drink bottle filled with hot water, wrapped it with a towel for her. Seeing him so obedient while still fuming, Qian buried her face into the pillow, chuckling twice.
Yu Minglang ca in again, handed her the makeshift heat bottle, thinking he still needed to settle accounts with her, continued pointing at her, and Qian looked at him pitifully.
"Brother, I’m hungry..."
Yu Minglang really wanted to stay serious and teach Qian a lesson for her actions tonight.
Rescuing people should be his task, why would she jump into the fray?
Talking about strength, Xiaoqian’s family should have gone to Xiaoqiang, this needs to be engraved in her mind deeply.
Originally supposed to outsmart everyone and save the world with her words, Chen Xiaoi actually acted directly, Yu Minglang simply couldn’t imagine, if he had co out a little later, what could have happened.
What else, hand the bad guy over to the authorities, of course.
Yu Minglang pictured himself needing to reassert his authority, giving her a good scolding.
But as soon as she called him brother so pitifully, Yu Minglang couldn’t focus on anything else; before he knew it, he was serving her the hot and sour soup he had bought, feeding her sip by sip while Qian happily munched on the bun.
The midnight snack had long gone cold, so Yu Minglang reheated it and sat there feeding her while Xiaoqian lay lazily, without getting up, under the covers in bed, while Yu Minglang crouched at the bedside, spoon-feeding her.
"You can’t do this again, understand?" His gentle blowing on the soup didn’t match with his stern tone at all.
Qian wasn’t afraid of him at all, he would stand tall and intimidating like a husky, she’s not scared, now sitting down, he beca like a corgi, no matter how serious he tried, he was all cute and warm.
Still, verbally, she needed to show a receptive attitude, just to give Xiaoqiang a bit of face.
"Got it."
Seeing her being so obedient, Yu Minglang added a few more words.
"You just had to stop the car and wait for to co back, then I’ll take you to chase; this ti you t soone cowardly, but what if you encounter a more skilled one, what if he drives and clashes with you recklessly, then what would you do?"
"I wouldn’t."
"How can you be so confident?"
Qian opened her mouth waiting for soup, and he mischievously took the bowl away, clearly showing a ’I’m too fierce, if you don’t tell the truth I’ll deprive you of the drink’ stance.
Qian lazily patted the bed, gesturing him to sit down, "Mr Chen’s educational ti, you noticed, didn’t you, this crook isn’t tall and specifically targets won in red?"
"It’s been said outside, indeed he chooses won in red to do shady things. i, I noticed, throughout history, many bad people prefer to target individuals in red; when I minored in criminal psychology, we learned about this."
"Yes, in many serial cases, criminals do like to target victims in red, yet they don’t dare target n, which shows deep down they’re cowardly and fear evil."
"Last year I even helped take down a villain who specifically targeted won in red, stabbing them, harming but not robbing, similar to today’s criminal who’s lecherous but not murderous." Yu Minglang recalled past events.
"So of these cases are exaggerated by normal folks; once they hear it’s a series of cases, it gets spread around as only targeting red. It could also be a probability theory, for example, red being trendy at the ti, so rumors start, but the one I encountered today is different. I noticed he is indeed particularly sensitive to red, after seeing , he’s especially excited. Xiaoqiang, do you rember that horror movie we watched today?"
"Yes, it ntioned won in red turning into fierce ghosts after dying."
"Won in red symbolize enchantnt and temptation; red is also the color of blood, representing horror and death, giving people a lot of room for wild imagination. But indeed so criminals, having been triggered, target those in red because red carries a strong visual impact and a warm feeling. In East Asian cultures, red has associations with violence, blood; this man must have been stimulated, especially sensitive to red, as you see, he’s small and only bullies won, clearly showing he’s a coward, with no courage to crash head-on with . Besides, does our family car fear a piece of scrap tal?"
Discuss: the importance of buying a solid car.
Yu Minglang wasn’t led astray by Xiaoqian’s tactic; he knew this mischievous little woman was obfuscating, trying to derail him and escape his chastisent.
He originally wanted to steer the topic back and continue chastising, but seeing Qian like a kitten, mischievously cute, Yu Minglang decided to change his approach.
"So, what does wearing a red dress today an, hmm?"
"..." Qian was at a loss, shooting him a sulky look, knowing that he was intentionally being cheeky.
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