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Xiao Qian saw Zheng Xuâs car parked on the side of the road, knowing he had come to back her up.
âPull over, Iâm going to get out and say a few words.â
She hadnât even finished speaking when Yu Minglang stepped on the accelerator, speeding past Zheng Xuâs car.
Xiao Qian watched Zheng Xuâs car disappear in the distance, angrily stomping on Yu Minglangâs foot.
âWhen we get there, Iâll call him and personally thank him.â Yu Minglangâs face didnât look too good either.
The two of them were so angry they didnât speak to each other for the rest of the journey.
As Zheng Xu watched Yu Minglangâs car pass his own, he asked the driver, âBrother Xu, do we chase after him?â
âAlways a step late.â
âWhat are you talking about, Brother Xu?â
âNever mind. Go, take a few men and smash that minivan. Beat up all the men, especially the woman who led them. Just say itâs because they annoyed me.â
Zheng Xu lit a cigarette and sat in his car, watching his men clean up the mess. He looked in the direction Yu Minglangâs car went, his eyes unfocused.
Why was he always one step behind Yu Minglang? It was a question that had bothered him for quite a while. In fact, it wasnât just this time.
If Xiao Qian had met him first, would she be as fond of Yu Minglang now?
That question, like the smoke in the car, came and went, with no one able to answer it.
Such is fate, a fate that no one can answer.
When the car reached downtown, the bumpy ride had lulled Grandmother to sleep.
Yu Minglang parked the car and got out, pulling out his phone. Xiao Qian followed.
He was heard saying,
âI couldnât stop the car just now. I wanted to say thanks for your help today.â
âItâs not necessary.â
Zheng Xuâs voice came through the speaker, sounding a bit downcast.
Xiao Qian wanted to take the phone from Yu Minglang, but he hugged her tightly and glared at her with a warning look.
âWhen youâre free, weâd like to treat you to a meal. After all, Brother Xu, youâve helped us out. Xiao Qian is still young, and as her boyfriend, I need to show my gratitude properly.â
Each word felt like a stab in the heart. Was he thanking him or provoking him?
Xiao Qian really wanted to call out Yu Minglang on his petty behavior.
Zheng Xu didnât respond. No one knew if he was rendered speechless by Yu Minglangâs words.
âBrother Xu, if you ever need my help, just say the word. Iâll do anything for you, especially for my girlfriendâs sake. You can count on Brother Xu being generous and giving ââ
âBeep, beepâ¦â
Zheng Xu hung up.
Yu Minglang showed his silent and fuming girlfriend the phone.
âSee, itâs settled. I donât owe him any favors, and you heard me try to sincerely invite him to dinner. He chose not to come.â
âYou call that sincere?â Xiao Qian could only imagine what Zheng Xuâs expression must have been like.
It must have been enough to make Yu Minglang fume with anger.
How shamelessâ¦
âHow am I not being sincere? Chen Xiaoqian, erase any sympathy you have for him from your mind. If he didnât have any dirty thoughts, he wouldnât feel upset. He only feels bad because he has something to hide. You need to be clear about your stance: you are my girlfriend and have nothing to do with him!â âFinding you? I had to be able to find you first! I tried calling you first today, did you answer? My grandmotherâs heart isnât well. If I hadnât found someone and something had happened, who would be responsible? Yu Minglang, donât be so smug. Just because weâre in a trial period, it doesnât mean I have to revolve my whole life around you! I have my own circle of friends!â
Yu Minglang and Xiao Qian stood facing each other, glaring at one another, neither giving in.
âYou can be friends with anyone but Zheng Xu. Do you really not know what he wants, or are you just pretending not to?â Yu Minglang seldom used such a stern tone with Chen Xiaoqian.
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She was used to her freedom and was not going to put up with being controlled. His actions would only provoke her.
âI have nothing to be guilty of with Zheng Xu, and I donât need to explain anything to you, Yu Minglang. If you canât even trust me this much, we might as well go our separate ways now. Listen, I will cure Zheng Xu, your worrying is useless.â
âHow is it useless? Heâs eyeing you like a hawk, and youâre telling me itâs useless?!â Yu Minglangâs anger was stirred up.
Xiao Qian took a deep breath, âYu Minglang, youâre not being rational right now, Iâm not going to argue with you. Letâs talk in ten minutes.â
She realized that if they continued discussing this issue, it would only escalate emotions further. When emotions were involved, people tended not to think before speaking.
Yu Minglang got in the car, and Xiao Qian moved to the backseat with her grandmother, neither of them speaking.
As they drove, both were in a bad mood. The oppressive atmosphere filled the car.
Instead of letting Yu Minglang take her grandmother to her own house, Xiao Qian had them go to her Fourth Uncleâs house and called Jia Xiufang to come over.
After sending her grandmother inside, she didnât follow her in but got back in Yu Minglangâs car.
âFind someplace we can talk.â
Yu Minglang brought her back to his house.
His heart seethed with anger. They had wasted so much energy on a perfect holiday, taking two days off to go on their first date, only to end up in their first argument.
The feeling was terrible.
When Xiao Qian returned to his house, she immediately spotted the sofa that she had complained about numerous times. Soft cushions had been added to it.
Her heart swelled with mixed emotions. Although Yu Minglang could occasionally be domineering, he had indeed been very good to her.
She slept soundly every night on the bed he had personally set-up for her. The cushions must have been prepared after sheâd mentioned the sofa being uncomfortable in case she came over again.
âI wanted to go with you to buy a new sofa after our date, but youâre just too infuriating. You donât deserve the sofa! Go, grab a stool and sit properly!â Yu Minglang had been angry the entire way home, and his anger had lessened somewhat now that they were back.
But he couldnât let it go so easily and tried to give himself an out.
If she were smart, she would sit on his lap, hug his neck, and plant a few kisses on his face, and everything would be fine.
Thatâs what Yu Minglang thought, but Xiao Qian didnât give him the chance to get riled up again. She sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and defiantly looked at him.
Tsk, this little girl!
Yu Minglang gritted his teeth, walked over, and plopped down beside her. He grabbed her and pulled her into his lap, pressing her legs down flat.
âWhat are you doing?â Xiao Qian tried to struggle, but he only held her tighter.
âStay still and let me hold you for a bit to cool off. Donât say anything; your words always upset me. So what if youâre a little pretty and attract some attention? You canât just go around saying things that make me mad. Donât take my temper lightly.. I can be really scary when Iâm angry!â