Free Web NovelChapter 942: Chapter 915: Sooner or Later, I’ll Rip Him Apart Professionally
If it were any regular man, he would definitely try to argue a bit, and then, little by little, the couple would start to argue.
Xiaoqiang is clearly no ordinary person; he walked right over and sat next to Qian.
The few people playing cards all stopped what they were doing and listened intently, even Liumei quietly sneaked a card...
They were all waiting to see how heroically Yu Xiaoqiang would handle his wife’s unjustified temper tantrum.
"Yes, I came back too late. Yesterday, I got jealous of you helping a friend even at an inappropriate time. Wife, I was wrong, you can withhold my allowance. It’s all my fault. Tonight, I’ll treat everyone; when we get back, I’ll mop the floor and do your laundry, okay?"
He took over Qian’s lines so she had nothing to say—how bold! Xiaoqiang sneakily gave himself a thumbs-up.
Bam!
It seemed like something hit the table, as Qiuqiu lay against it with a pained expression, clutching his stomach.
"Oh my! My man, you can’t do that, especially when everyone’s here. You should at least maintain your image!"
They thought he might have some grand move, but he just came in admitting he was wrong—what’s that about? Conceding land and reparations, surrendering without conditions—absolutely maddening! Could he not display his fear of his wife so openly in front of everyone?
"My wife is upset; can you eat image? Don’t worry, wife, whatever makes you happy. If you’re really not satisfied, I can beat up anyone who made you angry, one by one!"
"It’s over, my brother is done for," Liumei wailed. "If you’re going to placate your wife, just do it; don’t make everyone a part of it! Such a lousy ruler! Never seen one so careless."
"I’ve figured it out—in his heart, everyone except Qian is trash!" Bai Jin, proving her journalistic prowess, nailed it.
"Alright, you guys have turned me into what? Am I that unreasonable woman?" Qian’s unexplained anger subsided a little, and she waved her hand, "Everyone get ready; we’re going out to eat."
Everyone suddenly revered Xiaoqiang. It turns out, he’s not clueless at all, and his ignorance was just an act. As soon as he stepped in, he managed to cheer up Qian, who had been inexplicably sulking all afternoon—truly a talented person!
No wonder Qian would choose him over everyone else; he clearly has something exceptional.
"Actually, isn’t my brother the best psychologist? He specializes in treating my sister-in-law’s emotional issues!" Liumei hit the truth with a single sentence.
No one dared to ride in Qian’s car as she had maintained a cold face all afternoon. Others didn’t have the skill Yu Minglang had to easily handle Qian’s anger, so the three of them took Shi Tou’s car while Qian and Xiaoqiang rode together.
"Wife, didn’t you already drag people out? Why so upset?" Yu Minglang had heard what his brother said in the army, his wife did a great job this time.
With no outsiders in the car, Xiaoqiang finally put away his playful demeanor and asked seriously.
Xiaoqiang was a bit disappointed he couldn’t watch the live show; it must have been impressive.
As for the mastermind behind all this, he was both a bit surprised and not at all; surprised because his wife teamed up with Shi Yu to pull this off—he had a hunch yesterday but didn’t expect this outcome. Yet, he was assured of Qian’s intelligence—she was the most brilliant and calm woman he had ever met.
Xiaoqiang thought it’d be best to leave any further retaliation to his big brother; that guy was already scorned by the fiancée’s family, and if his brother added fuel to the fire, the damage would eventually come.
With all problems solved, why was his wife still upset?
"You can tell I’m angry?"
"Even a fool can see it; look at you, scaring the guests with that stern face," Xiaoqiang intentionally acted silly at home, but that didn’t mean he was truly reckless.
His wife was the core figure of the team; if her mood fluctuated, everyone around her tread lightly.
"I’m not targeting them, it’s just—" Qian sighed and suddenly asked him seriously, "Xiaoqiang, what do you think of me?"
"You’re great, beautiful, smart, and good at your work." The last point was quite something.
Qian’s mouth twitched, "I’m talking seriously, can’t you drop the frivolous attitude?"
What’s with being ’good at your work’!
"But that’s the truth; which part wasn’t serious? My wife’s professional skills are fantastic! Would so many people be queueing up to see you otherwise? Tsk tsk, with such an honest face, how could you think otherwise?"
"Get lost!" Qian indeed had her mind in the gutter...
"Oh, then you didn’t take it the wrong way; I was being serious. My wife is not only good at professional work, but also works well in other areas!"
"You’re something! Your whole family is something!" Qian, already low on IQ after fuming all afternoon, was sent off-track by his random talk.
"I don’t know about the rest of the family, but I’m definitely something."
"..." Qian was utterly speechless. How did she end up with the world’s thickest-skinned man?
"Are you feeling better?"
Qian gave him a helpless look, feeling at a loss for words. It was an odd mix of anger and amusement.
"Alright, if there’s anything, just tell me. Don’t fight with yourself. Your mood’s already unstable since it’s nearly that time, don’t make your blood boil even more, haha!"
"I really want to kick you out." If he weren’t driving, Qian would have resorted to domestic violence.
"Why the sudden doubt about your professional abilities? Have you encountered some incredible expert?" Xiaoqiang parked the car in front of the restaurant, not rushing out but turning to ask her.
This was the crux.
His wife wasn’t a person easily swayed by emotions, nor did she get particularly angry often. For her to wear her emotions on her sleeve meant something had really got to her, and when Qian just now asked him about his evaluation of her, Xiaoqiang immediately suspected it was a setback at work.
He intentionally teased her so she wouldn’t dwell too long on one issue, giving her buffer time to cool off, and only now turned to serious matters once she seemed calmer.
"Someone hypnotized Shi Touyu right under my nose, and I didn’t even notice!" The more exceptional the expert, the more self-assured they feel. Previously, Qian felt she was unmatched, only to be stung so unexpectedly—it was quite a blow.
"Hypnosis?"
"The situation was like this at the time..."
Qian recounted the incident to Yu Minglang.
"How audacious! You still have his phone, right? I’ll get it tested for fingerprints and dig him out, no stone unturned, to beat him up."
No wonder his wife looked like a cat stepped on its tail, the way her professional reputation had been slighted by someone using such means was too much for her proud nature.
"Beat him up? No, if I find that jerk, I’m going to tear him apart myself."
"Do you have that much strength...?" Was she confused with anger?
"I’ll rip him to shreds—professionally—tear him into eight pieces!"
The premise was she needed to track down that scoundrel first.
