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Upon hearing that she had something to say to him, Yu Minglang became attentive.
Xiao Qian sat down on the bench of the lakeside pavilion first, while Yu Minglang stood waiting for her to speak.
Perhaps the young lady wanted to express her feelings of parting to him. He had to be mentally prepared. When it was over, heâd take the opportunity to hold her hand in secretâ¦
âHowâs the investigation I asked you to do?â Xiao Qian sat with one leg crossed over the other, one hand in her pocket, asking questions as if she were a boss chatting with her subordinate.
âWhat investigation?â
âZheng Xuâs 14 years old.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Kucha, a bucket of water poured down, and Yu Minglang instantly stopped feeling good.
âWe rarely have time alone, and you have to bring him up?â
Xiao Qian pushed her glasses up.
âAs a man who can be used by women, you should be glad that you still have some value. At least 90% of the men in this world are useless in my eyes, and you being in the 10% I can exploit proves that you are outstanding.â
This girl was too impressive. If given a little sunshine, she could climb on top of his head, just look at her arrogant attitude!
But Yu Minglang had to admit that she indeed knew how to walk along the edge of his heart. It felt so comfortable to be stepped on by her. No wonder men liked bad girls; the virtuous ones just werenât challenging enough.
âWhat would I need you for if you were truly useless? Hm?â
His heart itched even more, hearing her nasal tone at the end. Yu Minglang actually wanted to say that he could do a lot more, like⦠ahem!
Xiao Qian caught his little thoughts and decided to take advantage of his natural willingness to solidify her position.
âTell me, afterwards weâll eat dinner together with your comrades.â She scolded him and then gave him a patting.
As expected, Yu Minglang became obedient. Eating together was equivalent to acknowledging his boyfriendâs status. This was acceptable.
âNothing major happened, but that year my second brother graduated from high school and got into flight school, becoming the role model of our neighborhood. Heâs younger than my second brother and was always being told at home to learn from him. Do you think itâs possible that he was jealous of my second brother and his personality became twisted?â
Xiao Qian laughed and cried at the same time.
âHow could that be possible?â
Others might not understand Zheng Xu, but she was quite clear. He was a real tough guy.
As her spiritual twin, Xiao Qian would never have any feelings of jealousy. If someone was better than her, she would definitely find a way to become stronger, and whatever she wanted, she would try her best to get it.â
Zheng Xu didnât even apply to the flight school, so how could he possibly be jealous of Second Brother Yu?
Speaking of the Yu Family, Second Brother was also a pretty impressive character, having achieved great things without relying on his familyâs power.
In her past life, Xiao Qian didnât have much contact with the Yu Family, but it didnât seem like they were any easy targets.
âYou seem to know a lot about Zheng Xu,â Yu Minglang said sourly.
âHasnât even a single genuine compliment sweetened your mouth? If you keep being sour, Iâll use your old vinegar to braise cabbage.â Xiao Qian glanced at him, âKeep going, is there any other useful information?â
âHe had several girlfriends that year and was caught kissing on the school rooftop by the dean of education. He was almost expelled, so you see, his lifestyle issues are his fatal flaws. When I was his age, I merely knew fighting and stuff, never as bad as him.â Stepping on his love rival felt incredibly satisfying.
ââ¦You two are both problem youths.â How much better is fighting than flirting? Xiao Qian looked Yu Minglang up and down, finding it hard to believe.
âHave you really been part of society?â She didnât know about this stuff in her past life.
âEveryone has their youthful indiscretions. Fighting and flirting are two completely different concepts. Men who canât control their lower half canât control their lives.â Yu Minglang said, full of righteousness.
âFrom a psychological point of view, there are only three types of men who are overly critical: those with an inflated self-image, those with psychological cleanliness issues, and those with an inferiority complex. Youâre obviously not the first or third type, so I suspect that you may have a serious psychological cleanliness issue, Yu Minglang. During your growth, has anyone inflicted any gender-related stimuli on you?â
Xiao Qian had pondered over him for quite some time and often analyzed his behavior.
From the perspective that he had waited for her in his previous life until he was already several decades old but hadnât married, it appeared to be dedication in the eyes of ordinary people. However, analyzing from a psychological perspective, if a person is devoted to one thing or feeling for too long, they likely have a degree of psychological cleanliness or obsessiveness.
At first, she judged Yu Minglang as a man with a high opinion of himself who looked down on everyone but himself. However, after interacting with him several times, she found that he did indeed have a slightly smug tendency, but this wasnât enough for him not to marry for a lifetime and focus only on finding her.
Then it must be the second type, he had a psychological cleanliness issue. Asides from the woman he had accepted, ordinary women approaching him disgusted him. Of course, for women, having such a partner would be absolutely worry-free. But the problem is, once such cleanliness is broken, even the most affectionate person could easily turn a cold face, and as much as they love, they could equally hate.
Dealing with such a person also gave Xiao Qian a headache. No wonder psychologists struggle to find a partner; she understood too much.
Yu Minglang also felt troubled. How did he end up with such an unlovable girl?
âFrom now on, letâs agree on some rules. Donât use what youâve learned on me.â Being scrutinized by her like that felt like being stripped naked.
âI canât control my chicken self-â Xiao Qian deliberately slurred her speech.
âStraighten your tongue and speak properly!â Now, Yu Minglang could only win verbally; there was no way he could deal with her otherwise.
âMy major is half my life; oh, how I love analyzing pretentious men. How could it be so enjoyable?â Xiao Qian straightened her tongue and continued to annoy him.
âYou analyze Zheng Xu, not me!â
âHmm, I tentatively concluded that something must have happened when he was 14, aside from what youâve mentioned. Keep looking.â
âIâm so busy training, who has time to mind the dirty past of a black cucumber?â
âSure, you do that, and Iâll just meet him a few more times. As you know, doctors canât quit treating halfway. Since youâre unwilling to make sacrifices for my career, Iâll have to investigate myself.â
Yu Minglang obediently replied, âIâll continue investigating.â
Seeing Yu Minglangâs overly quiet expression, she felt no sympathy for him; she even wanted to laugh. Holding back her laughter, they walked back, and when they reached the corner in front of the dormitory, Xiao Qian suddenly stopped Yu Minglang.
âDo you know the legend of the spot where youâre standing?â
âSomeone hanged themselves or jumped off a building?â Yu Minglang was starting to figure out her tricks.
Then, a soft warm little mouth unexpectedly came over without warning..