Free Web NovelChapter 900: Chapter 874: Dominant, Manly, and Handsome
Qian hung up the phone, pushed Fugui’s wheelchair, and headed out, with Mrs. Yu worriedly following behind.
"Mom, no need to come with us. Go to Second Sister-in-law’s place; we’ll be back the same day. Xiaoqiang has things to do tomorrow and can’t stay overnight." Qian left Mrs. Yu at home and took Fugui away.
When passing a small bookstore, Fugui suddenly asked Qian to stop the car. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"What’s up?"
"Get me some books." Fugui, being immobile, found it difficult to get out of the car.
The big bookstore was closed; only the private small bookstore was still open.
"What kind of books?"
"Quotes from great men, thoughts of great men, anything related to great men. Marx, Mao, Deng; whatever you see, just grab it."
"...What do you need those for?" Qian was puzzled over what Fugui was thinking.
Fugui, with an unprecedented calm, said to Qian, "I’m going to bring your sister-in-law back!"
Dominant!
Manly!
Cool!
Qian instantly understood. Well done, Fugui; at crucial moments, he truly had the style of a big brother.
When scholars get fired up, they have a passion that rivals warriors.
After a while, Qian came out with a bag full, and the bookstore owner gratefully watched her leave.
Thank goodness for this lovely lady, she cleared his shelves of stock that had been sitting there for years!
No words were exchanged along the way. When they arrived at Liumei’s house, it was already midnight. Just as they got to the place, they saw Yu Minglang standing at the entrance to the community, occasionally checking his watch.
Seeing Qian’s car approaching, his face became even darker, blending into the night.
Qian didn’t notice his bad mood or grave expression, just saw him waiting there, which warmed her heart. Her husband was still reliable after all.
Not even a minute of being moved had passed before Yu Minglang "unloaded" Fugui. As Qian got out of the car, not yet ready to praise him, Yu Minglang grabbed her wrist, pulled her out the door, and inspected the driver’s seat thoroughly.
"What are you doing?" Qian was perplexed.
"I’m checking if you broke our accelerator, cruising in fifth gear with the pedal to the metal at 200 the whole way. Damn, Qian! Silent speed demon, huh?"
Qian was both amused and annoyed.
"It’s not as dramatic as you say. You can’t be that reckless on the highway; 200 is way exaggerated."
"Even if not 200, you definitely went above 130! Otherwise, you couldn’t have gotten here so fast! I timed you with my watch; given the distance and speed, you definitely drove fast!"
Qian mentally flipped him off, no wonder this guy was waiting outside. He was here to catch her in the act?
"That section doesn’t have a speed limit; I just sped up a bit."
"A bit?!"
He raised his tone at the end.
Afraid he’d fixate on this issue, Qian knew when it came to safety, he wouldn’t shy away from arguing, and she was guilty and too ashamed to reason back. So she pointed at Fugui’s vigorously wheeling back and earnestly said.
"Look, even a guy in a wheelchair goes faster than us. Hurry up, let’s follow him and see what’s up with Liumei. Is there any better development between her and Fugui?"
Unfortunately, Qian’s rhythm-setting skills didn’t work as well against Xiaoqiang. He wouldn’t let her steer his thoughts.
"We’ll talk about this later. You’re not allowed to drive on the highway alone anymore. I’ve long suspected you like speeding!"
Yu Minglang actually regretted letting her come; he just didn’t feel at ease.
"Where did you get that from?!" Qian was dissatisfied.
She was always stable when driving in the city.
"Ever since the car chase movie premiered two years ago, I saw how you watched it without blinking. I’ve been suspecting your penchant for speeding ever since. Sadly, I haven’t caught you red-handed until now."
Qian was speechless; this guy had incredible patience, keeping this in mind for two years!
Luckily, Yu Minglang was also concerned about Liumei and Fugui, so he didn’t say much more to Qian. Liumei’s home was on the fourth floor with no elevator; Yu Minglang carried Fugui, Qian carried the wheelchair, both panting as they went up.
Before knocking, they heard Liumei’s mother scolding her inside.
"What are you saying?! You were doing well with Fugui, why refuse to meet?"
"I just won’t meet, so many reasons. When I broke up with Li, you didn’t say anything."
"Oh, kid, you’re driving me mad!" Liumei’s mother had been hoping her daughter would bring her future son-in-law home. Who knew the girl came in, red-eyed and silent?
Questions were met with silence, so Liumei’s mother asked Yu Minglang. Yu Minglang wasn’t indulging Liumei either and straightforwardly said that Liumei had a falling out with Fugui en route.
In Xiaoqiang’s view, those having a good life yet causing trouble are brainedwashed. He wasn’t joining in the nonsense.
Sure enough, Liumei’s mom was fuming.
"What a muddled child! Is Li the same as Fugui? Fugui treats you so well! What exactly dissatisfies you?"
Silence ensued inside; outsiders couldn’t see, but Liumei was crying.
Just because Fugui was so good, she said what she did.
The master had told her she was born with bad luck, she would doom everyone she met, even asked if something had gone wrong at home, reading her horoscope was unstable, if this continued, it was bound to—
She couldn’t listen any longer, hung up on the master then called Fugui.
Indeed, she was just tough luck, dooming everyone she met!
Fugui had a fracture, her dad needed surgery; would she end up dooming the good lad to death?
But she hadn’t heard it all, the master’s words were unfinished!
Liumei’s mom continued to scold, expressing her satisfaction with Fugui.
"Are your eyes blinded? You didn’t choose before from all the wrong options. Now you finally have a good one, yet you blow it with arguments! I’m telling you! Call Fugui and apologize right now! After that, go with me to the hospital; your dad’s still there!"
"You have no say in my marriage! If I say I’m not meeting, then I’m not! Anyway, I’m just a little jinx. This is how my life is gonna be! Tomorrow I’m packing up to return to the mountains, I’m entering a convent!"
"You!" Liumei’s mom held her chest in fury. How was this kid so infuriating?
Knocking at the door came just in time, and Liumei’s mom pointed at Liumei’s nose wanting to say something, ultimately went to open the door with a somber face.
Seeing it was Yu Minglang, Qian, and most importantly Fugui outside, Liumei’s mom quickly switched to her work persona, showing a perfectly welcoming smile.
"Oh my! Fugui’s here, come, come on in, what happened to your leg?"
"Accidentally had a car crash, not a big deal, just a minor fracture, sorry for worrying you, Auntie."
"After so much trouble, why didn’t you tell us? And you came all this way, come in, quickly!" Liumei’s mom saw him arrive in a wheelchair, her mind racing with scenarios.
Officials think diversely, did Fugui’s leg become disabled, prompting Liumei’s meeting refusal?
