Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss

12 Chapter 12: Meeting Yu Minglang Again
Translator: 549690339
Xiao Qian carried the packed dishes and followed Ni Jianren, whose face was like a green iron, out of the hotel.

She knew he was distressed about the money, but he pretended not to care. Seeing the scumbag’s reaction, Xiao Qian found it amusing.

Scumbag’s red QQ car was parked right on the side of the road. To save on parking fee, he was willing to risk getting ticketed. He couldn’t bear to part with even a few bucks, yet he had spent so much on Xiao Qian. The psychological trauma he experienced was immeasurable.

The more pissed he was, the happier Xiao Qian became.

There were children riding bicycles outside. Seeing them, who were about the same age as Xiao Wei, highlighted the scumbag’s constipated face, making the evening breeze and summer time seem all the more enjoyable.

It’s a pity that she met the scumbag in her past life when she was too young.

Otherwise, how could this type of man who drives a red QQ and has such poor overall qualities ever bother her?

Ni Jianren walked to the car without even looking at the woman who had cost him half a month’s salary. With a hard tone, he said,

“I’m not going your way, walk back yourself.”

“You’re at the bottom, right?”

Xiao Qian hadn’t figured out the positions issue between the Scumbag and his mistress in her previous life, but now she understood.

With his penny-pinching, grumpy old lady-like personality, he must be the bottom one.

Maybe it’s because he couldn’t get hard, he willingly became the bottom, Xiao Qian thought wickedly.

“What did you say?” the Scumbag, feeling the pinch of his money, didn’t hear clearly.

“I said, leave these for you, and eat them slowly when you get back.” Xiao Qian pushed her glasses and handed the lunch boxes to him.

These were the dishes she had “carefully chosen” for the scumbag.

According to her understanding of him, after sending her back, he would definitely go whining to his boyfriend.

He would both be satisfied with this dish.

Thinking of this woman eating a meal that cost him half a month’s salary, the scumbag wished he could marry her home and hit her three times a day.

Getting back even a little of the loss was good, so he snatched the lunch box from Xiao Qian and left without looking back.

Xiao Qian carried the packaged dishes and slowly walked back.

It was filled with seafood.

Once, her favorite food was seafood. When she first started her business, her daughter was young, and her consulting room didn’t get any big orders. Life was rather tough, but as long as she made some money, she would take her daughter to eat seafood.

The 2-year-old little girl held a crab that was almost the same size as her head, and her face was full of it as she ate.

Later, when her business took off and she became busier, she started earning more money, but she had fewer opportunities to eat with her daughter. She found the best meal service center for Xiao Wei, ensuring that she could eat the most expensive seafood every day, but the girl didn’t seem very happy.

When she realized that she had spent too little time with her child and wanted to make more time for her daughter, the scumbag had kidnapped her daughter.

From then on, Xiao Qian never touched her favorite seafood again.

Thinking of her daughter, Xiao Qian’s Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder flared up again. She looked around and saw a water pipe in the bushes by the roadside. She walked over, put down the lunch box, and kept washing her hands.

Her face felt a little damp, and Xiao Qian looked up, thinking it was the water splashing. How could she cry? How could she, a mother who didn’t take good care of her daughter, have the right to cry?

She could bear ten thousand kinds of negative criticism in this world, and she knew that she wasn’t a kind person, but the only thing that didn’t include was being a bad mother.

But the truth was that she had lost her daughter. Even if she had the ability to take revenge on the scumbag ten thousand times, each time she took revenge, the hole in her heart seemed to grow larger. She couldn’t forgive herself.

Yu Minglang passed by and saw a sorrowful yet strong Xiao Qian from afar.

She seemed to love washing her hands and cried while doing so. Her facial expression was numb with sadness, as if she had lost an entire world.

What on earth is wrong with her?

Yu Minglang watched her finishing washing her hands and saw her change as if she had become a different person, calm. No, it was indifference.

She is a girl with a story. From her several performances, Yu Minglang became increasingly curious about her. He felt that this seemingly weak girl harbored enormous sorrow in her body, as well as a rejection of this world.

Suddenly, a stray kitten, seemingly drawn by the smell of seafood in Xiao Qian’s lunchbox, walked over and sniffed around.

The kitten looked dirty and injured.

Xiao Qian squatted down, opened the lunch box, took out the seafood with disposable chopsticks, and watched the cat eat happily with her healing smile.

The night lights in the park softly illuminated her face. With all her different sides, which one is the real her?

As Yu Minglang was observing the park environment, he took the opportunity to ponder this question.

In a few minutes, he would be representing the company in a negotiation. He still had time, so he could think about this girl.

To her parents and strangers, she was cold and even mocking, but to children and animals, she was so tender and gentle.

The cat ate happily, and Xiao Qian fed it happily.

As the stray cat meowed, it looked at Xiao Qian as if to express gratitude.

“Eat up, eat more. There’s a lot; you can call your cat friends to eat together. Instead of feeding the ungrateful wretch who won’t miss me, I’d rather feed you guys. At least you are not malicious and know how to be grateful, right, Meow-Meow? Will you still recognize me next time I come?”

Xiao Qian talked to herself, unaware that the man watching her from afar was feeling a little heartache.

How lonely must she be to seek the recognition of a cat? She must feel no love from the people around her, so this girl who should be gentle and kind can only hide her heart behind her coldness, but inadvertently shows her true nature to animals.

Xiao Qian ordered so many expensive seafood dishes, she never intended to take them home. Letting the scumbag feel the pain while also feeding cats and dogs was a good thing.

The kittens were purring as they ate, and soon a pile of kittens and puppies gathered. Xiao Qian opened each lunch box and watched them devour the food with a smile she hadn’t even noticed herself.

At this moment, unknowingly, Xiao Qian, feeding cats and dogs and calculating her most vicious plans, had become the lonely, pitiable, vulnerable, little cutie in Yu Minglang’s heart.

Suddenly, Xiao Qian felt a strange sound from the bushes, followed by something cutting through the air, and then a puff of smoke rose from the bushes. Xiao Qian was startled.

“Damn! Which kid threw the Double-shot firecracker!”

A man emerged from the smoking bushes, covered in smoke. It was so annoying; who had he provoked while dating in the bushes?

“Aren’t you embarrassed? Go, go, go!” A red-faced woman stood up, grumbling angrily. Xiao Qian was quite close to them and was a little surprised.

There were people here?

Not liking her thoughts being seen through, she furrowed her brow slightly but soon smoothed it out.

What she had just said was so quiet that no one could hear her.

Well, no one heard, but everyone saw.