The display of high self-esteem is constantly wanting to compare oneself with others and not accepting one’s own failures. Yu Minglang had just suggested following the old man out of goodwill, but it touched on the old man’s high self-esteem, which is why he reacted so intensely.
"So, is Zhiming a low self-esteem person then? I heard him say several tis just now that he can’t do anything well." Yu Minglang has a high level of understanding. Qian explained one concept to him, and he imdiately thought of another in comparison.
Qian nodded.
"That’s right, Zhiming is a typical low self-esteem personality. He doesn’t trust his own abilities and lacks confidence, often talking about being inferior to others. But low self-esteem people wouldn’t usually react like he did just now; I don’t get it."
Qian thought about the hateful look in Zhiming’s eyes when he left just now, feeling uneasy inside.
"I heard him ntion his deceased brother’s na. Maybe their parents always compared the two brothers since childhood, and he was often looked after by his brother. After his brother’s death, he’s been bullied, leading to his low self-esteem."
Yu Minglang’s words made Qian nod in agreent; it must be true.
After returning, the two washed up and were just about to think about where to go next when soone ran over from the farmhouse’s yard.
"Who’s Yu Minglang among you?"
"I am."
"Soone just called and asked to co find you. Mr. Liu wants you back for dinner and asked you to give 5 yuan as a running fee!"
There’s no mobile signal in the mountains, so people call from the tourist area at the foot of the mountain, where soone will drive up to deliver ssages, which requires paynt.
Yu Minglang frowned; this was a code. Mr. Liu wanted him back at the company.
One shouldn’t flaunt their wealth outside, and explanations should be kept to a minimum for safety.
After paying and sending away the ssenger, Yu Minglang looked at Qian with a face full of words unsaid, unsure of where to start.
"Why are you still looking? Pack your things and let’s go back!"
"Qian..."
"Don’t speak; the more you say, the more irritated I get. Let’s just go!"
Yu Minglang was certainly feeling more stifled inside than Qian at this mont. His plans to propose hadn’t succeeded, nor had he helped Qian overco her pre-marriage anxiety. The promised half-month vacation wasn’t fully enjoyed, and he had inadvertently upset Qian.
During the trip back, the two were silent.
Upon reaching the city, Yu Minglang saw the car waiting at the agreed location to pick him up and prepared to get off and leave. Qian switched to the driver’s seat, appearing calm and unruffled.
Standing outside the car, Yu Minglang worriedly advised Qian.
"Don’t go to work just yet for the next couple of days; it’s not too safe."
"Okay, we’ll see."
Yu Minglang felt uneasy hearing her calm tone.
"Are you mad at ?"
"No."
"Alright, I’m leaving then."
Qian watched his figure and couldn’t help calling out to him.
"Xiaoqiang!"
Yu Minglang turned around, his eyes questioning as he looked at her.
"You can tolerate my psychological issues, and I can understand your work. Go ahead without worry; co back whenever you have ti, I’ll always be waiting for you."
Yu Minglang’s lips turned up slightly, and his previously anxious mood instantly soared.
Inside the car, Mr. Liu witnessed a scene of lovey-dovey affection.
Yu Minglang blew Qian a big kiss and made a heart gesture.
Once he cheerfully opened the car door and got in, seeing Mr. Liu in the backseat, he imdiately felt a chilling aura emanating from Mr. Liu.
"Uncle, did Mrs. Liu scratch you again?" Otherwise, why is your face so sullen?
"You disgust . You should at least mind your image, being lovey-dovey in public, it undermines a man’s dignity." Mr. Liu admitted his harshness was out of sheer envy.
His own wife had just kicked him out, and now he had to watch these youngsters flaunt their affections!
"Saying a few words to my wife doesn’t ruin my image. Uncle, don’t make excuses!" Yu Minglang was in a particularly good mood now, watching Qian’s red sedan gradually move away, his eyes filled with longing.
Feeling his boss’s envious and resentful gaze, Yu Minglang decided to pull out his phone, maxing out the bitterness level even further.
While dialing, he told Uncle, "I’m taking advantage of my free ti now to make a personal call~"
Mr. Liu wanted to sneer; given this kid’s constant flaunting of affection, he didn’t even want to disclose upcoming work arrangents, lest they benefit this brat.
"Liui, it’s your brother Lang."
Hmm? Not calling Qian? Liui... oh, that girl! Mr. Liu thought Yu Minglang hadn’t exhausted his sweet talk and intended to call Qian after getting in the car, but he only heard Yu Minglang calling his cousin.
"Brother, go ahead."
The female voice on the other end was very cheerful, slightly deep yet not unappealing, with a hint of hoarseness.
"Have you found a job yet?"
"Not yet."
"I’ll find you a job, but you must co to Lishi."
"Is the rent expensive there?"
"I’ve arranged a place for you, but there’s a special work arrangent for you. You know my wife, right? Here’s what you do..."
Mr. Liu was puzzled as to why Yu Minglang hadn’t called Qian.
But hearing the conversation loop back to involving Qian, he felt a wave of distress from this roundabout way of flaunting affection!
Yu Minglang hung up the phone and saw Mr. Liu holding his jaw.
"Toothache?"
"You’ve made sour, alright, let’s talk business instead of fooling around."
Mr. Liu handed a file folder to Yu Minglang, who took it and peeked inside, before silently slipping it back.
"Judging by your expression, are you thrilled?"
"Uh-huh." Yu Minglang’s lips slightly curled upwards.
Indeed, it was good news.
According to the decision made at the group’s shareholder eting, the company headquarters would be relocated to another city.
Though this had been in discussion for a while and was beneficial for the company’s growth, for Minglang personally, the greatest benefit was not just better prospects post-relocation.
But also, he could soon be with i day and night.
...
Qian returned ho, sat dazed on the sofa, and adjusted her mood, finally easing the heartache from parting with her lover.
This ti, she didn’t know how long it would be before they t again.
Opening the fridge, she saw how he had filled it with food, with bags of dumplings and wontons neatly placed.
Yu Minglang’s personal habits were excellent. After staying a few days, he organized all sorts of things, even arranging the fridge food ticulously.
Wondering when they’d et again brought a sense of lancholy.
After all, it’s a long-distance relationship; he’s busy with work. Every ti he crosses cities to visit her, they have a brief eting and must part again. No telling when they’d be together every day.
Yet she’s still in school, which is quite frustrating.
Sotis she wished ti would pass more quickly, but it often didn’t cooperate. Just separated, she’s already looking forward to their next eting.
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