Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 885 - 859: The Chuunibyou Teen’s Tattoo Years

Qian’s voice came from above.

"Stop dawdling, deal with them quickly, I’m still hungry."

Looking up along the sound, I finally saw Qian sitting on a roof yet to be demolished, watching the commotion.

She really knows how to pick a spot, a place with a great view to admire Yu Minglang messing with these guys, but not getting herself involved in the chaos.

"Yes, ma’am! Since the wife is hungry, I won’t play with you guys anymore!" Yu Minglang blew a kiss to Qian.

The dignity of being a thug has been trampled to such an extent, it’s a blow to one’s self-esteem!

"Get him! Beat him up!" The boss puffed and wheezed a sentence, and then a few people rushed over together.

Forget about being exhausted, even without exhaustion, these few people thinking of beating Yu Minglang is just a pipe dream.

Yu Minglang finished the fight in less than three minutes, stepping on the waist of that head thug, while the other two couldn’t get up.

Lying on the ground groaning, nothing’s easy nowadays, even being a small-time punk carries such risks!

Qian climbed down from the roof, walked over, looked at their embarrassed state, and snorted from her nose.

"Trash. Why not do something worthwhile with arms and legs, instead of engaging in such disgraceful activities!"

"Sister, we were wrong! We were forced by circumstances for a living, please give us a break!"

The thug being stepped on by Yu Minglang pleaded bitterly.

Qian had no sympathy for them, turned her head coldly and said to Yu Minglang.

"I will get to the bottom of this!"

No matter what backing Zhao has, these people must be taught a lesson once and for all.

"...ugh."

Yu Minglang shook his head.

Still have to cooperate with some formalities, how troublesome.

Won’t they let people eat?

Yu Minglang’s eyes turned, his mind bubbling with mischief, a plan formed in his head.

The three thugs saw Yu Minglang’s sly grin and suddenly felt a chill on their backs.

What, what is he going to do?

"Babe, turn around, the next scene isn’t suitable for a lady!" Yu Minglang said to Qian.

Minutes later, a refreshed Yu Minglang, humming a tune, drove with his beautiful lady towards a dining spot.

In the chaotic urban village, three men stripped down to just their boxers were tied back-to-back in a triangle shape, with a rope binding them tightly, its other end fixed to a tree.

They had socks pulled off their feet stuffed in their mouths, bearing ink pen scribbles on their bodies.

Hey sister, wanna play?

They desperately made muffled cries for help, the humid weather making the already dirty smelly socks in their mouths moldy, causing their stomachs to churn.

Half an hour later, a migrant worker’s wife waddled over with her lunchbox, looking over 140 pounds by the looks of it.

Upon seeing the three sleazy men, the plump woman screamed.

"Ah! Someone come, there are vagrants here!"

Muffled sobs! We’re just thugs, not vagrants!

All explanations were sealed within the stinky socks, while several robust workers rushed over upon hearing, the biggest one glaring wide-eyed at the sight.

"Are they eyeing my wife’s looks, trying to bully her?"

Hey! Your wife is over 140, that’s not bullying, that’s taste! Unfortunately, the so-called tasteful thug’s mouth was stuffed tightly, unable to hear anything.

What welcomed them were only the iron fists of the protective husbands, amidst the punching and kicking, two core values were demonstrated.

First, protecting one’s wife knows no profession.

Second, rural workers are a very united group, one foot on the other when in crisis.

In the car, Xiaoqiang asked Mei.

"Just let it go like this?"

"There will be punishment for Zhao for hiring goons. Surely, his backers won’t forgive him for failing, Zhao probably won’t rat out the mystery man, so us going won’t help, I’ll deal with the mysterious man later."

Qian always settles her grudges, forgiveness isn’t in her vocabulary.

Holding her phone, she sent a text to the unknown number that had called her that day, leaving Mr Liu’s number, the text contained just a single line.

Name me, tell her to treat your daughter’s kleptomania.

Xiaoqiang chuckled, that’s his wife alright, she remembers everything, rewards and punishments clearly defined.

"Brother, it’s me—what, Zhao went abroad?" Xiaoqiang answered a call from a brother.

Qian glanced sideways, smirking, as she guessed.

Once the three thugs go in, they’ll surely confess it was Zhao who ordered them, he escaped fast enough.

"Run, but can you run from the temple too? His business is still here, isn’t it? I don’t need to say more, handle it as you see fit, proper business competition is allowed in the market... hmm, as soon as Zhao returns, pin him down, I refuse to believe the mastermind won’t be exposed."

Qian listened quietly to his strategic plans, having taken down a henchman like Zhao, but the mastermind remains free.

When Xiaoqiang gets serious, he’s especially handsome, but as soon as he hangs up, he reverts back.

"We workers are mighty, hey, we workers are mighty!"

"What’s this song, doesn’t fit at all," Qian ruthlessly quipped.

"Then sing one for bro!"

Qian probably felt good after seeing him act cool earlier, "sing, so be it, bring it on!"

"Let me see if there’s a beat," Qian rummaged for a foreign dance track and, following the drumbeats, started rapping.

"The blade cuts through the snow eagle’s wings with heroic grandeur piercing the clouds, fire flaring up again amidst the roaring sea, storming through sword mountains and fire seas for you, facing volleys of arrows alone, blood flowing with the wind~"

CEO Qian rarely raps, but when she does, she floors people. Yu Minglang’s previous domineering display suits this scenario perfectly, a juvenile rebellious phase fulfilled with tattoos!

She shocked him into jerking the steering wheel, almost crashing into the safety island.

Qian stopped, glaring at him.

"Can you drive properly?"

Xiaoqiang gulped, "Honey, you... you didn’t secretly work at the D hall, did you?"

The effect was too striking.

Qian snorted, that D hall is nothing, it’s all outdated stuff in her eyes.

"Honey, keep going, don’t stop!"

Still hadn’t heard enough yet.

Qian side-eyed him, did Yu Minglang finally meet his match?

This shameless guy, even he hits the brakes? If she doesn’t say something nice, the shameless one goes on strike, now CEO Qian sees his face, happily without explanation.

For this happiness, CEO Qian held back throughout, singing just the start without finishing, whatever!