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Yu Minglang looked at Xiao Qianâs sleeping face, clearly she was a laid-back person, falling asleep after taking a photo, facing him, sleeping soundly without a care in the world.
Yu Minglang didnât know whether to feel fortunate that she trusted him completely, or be a little frustrated that his girlfriend was so lackadaisical about men. Wasnât she sleeping too soundly?
Yu Minglang adjusted her blanket and propped his arm up to observe her for a while. She was in a deep sleep. After watching her for quite some time, he set the alarm clock and closed his eyes while facing her.
âXiao Weiâ¦â
She mumbled in her sleep.
âQian Bao, what did you say?â Yu Minglang heard what seemed like a name, but her voice was too quiet.
Xiao Qian rolled directly over to him from the other side. Yu Minglangâs initial instinct was to retreat, but his body instinctively moved closer instead, even enveloping her in his arms!
Alas, why wouldnât his body listen to him? Maybe it had something to do with relaxing and being on a break.
Xiao Qian snuggled against him, her nostrils fluttering slightly, a sensation she liked. Only then did she feel at ease enough to rest her face on his chest, nestling her head back and forth. Yu Minglang cushioned his arms under her and she soon grew still, even her furrowed brows relaxed.
âXiao Wei, Dadâs homeâ¦â
In her sleep, Xiao Qian let out a contented smile, all Yu Minglang heard were the words âDadâ.
Oh, was Qian Bao troubled by her âtrash dadâ, even in her dreams?
Yu Minglang had someone constantly keep tabs on trash dad Chen Lin. He knew Chen Lin had opened a small informal mahjong parlor in the neighborhood after his divorce. He could make a decent income if he wasnât reported, and even more if he dared to place big bets.
Yu Minglang texted a report about the trash dad, and only after reporting him did he feel at peace to fall asleep with Xiao Qian in his arms.
Poor Chen Lin got implicated for no reason, simply because Yu Minglang didnât hear clearly what Xiao Qian said in her sleep. He never figured out who tipped off on him, even when his mahjong parlor was shut down and the mahjong tables were taken away.
Who the hell reported him?!
By the time Xiao Qian woke up to the sound of the alarm clock, it was already noon, and Yu Minglang had already gotten up.
After washing up and coming downstairs, Xiao Qian saw that the dining table was set with utensils and a pot of nourishing soup. Yu Minglang was transferring colorful cornbread to a plate.
âDid you make these?â Xiao Qian rarely saw him in such a domesticated role.
âI got it from Momâs place. You know how old lady loves preparing these health foods when sheâs on vacation. I can actually cook too, itâs just that I donât have any kitchen utensils here. So weâll have to make do with these for now.â
âYou?â Xiao Qian couldnât believe it.
âI can make some simple home-cooked meals, but Iâm sure they wonât taste as good as yours. Xiao Mei, cook for me when you have the chance, and bring me some of your homemade lunch next time you visit my workplace during your vacation, those single bastards will be so jealous.â
Yu Minglang put all his vanity into full display here, it wasnât easy to win her over, so naturally, he had to flaunt his relationship.
Xiao Qian felt guilty and drank her soup, responding in agreement, âDonât keep your hopes up, honestly, Iâm not very good at cooking.â
It went beyond her being bad at cooking, it was an absolute disaster.
âXiao Mei, youâre being modest. Come on, have some more vegetables.â
Yu Minglang believed his girlfriend was a very modest person. He thought, since Xiao Qian was the eldest daughter at home and Jia Xiufang ran a shop, she typically had to help with chores like cooking, which is usually the case in most families.
However, Yu Minglang was unaware that Jia Xiufang would rather give each child 80 cents and an egg, letting them get a pancake outside, than let Xiao Qian cook. It wasnât because Xiao Qian was lazy; she would help with laundry or cleaning but she simply couldnât be allowed to cook.
God is fair; if a personâs brain is overly developed in one area, there will be deficiencies in others. Xiao Qian was very clear about everything else but she couldnât cook. Calling her cooking âdark cuisineâ didnât fully describe it, she always felt there was something wrong with her culinary skills.
Considering his anticipation, she didnât want to say anything more. Thereâll be a chance for her to show off her skills, heâd understand then.
She really wasnât modestâ¦
After the meal, Yu Minglang was finally able to enthusiastically pursue the date he had been eagerly anticipating.
For some reason, Xiao Qian had a bad feeling about this.
Based on him bringing her to the plaza to watch the old people, she suspected he wouldnât choose any particularly creative place.
As expected, he drove out of downtown. Xiao Qian was beginning to analyze what places in that direction could be fun when she glanced at his smug side profile and eventually decided to question him.
âHow long is it going to be?â
âWe need to wait a bit longer. If youâre bored, letâs talk; you said yesterday that Wang Xiaohong has âsex addiction,â how does one contract that? My second brother suspects that sheâs been traumatized.â
âYour second brother said that sheâs been traumatized?â
âYes.â
âI take the liberty of assuming that if she indeed has sexual anxiety disorder and was traumatized before marriage, she might have been violently hurt by someone, but the main reason has to be her parents. The violent incident is only an external factor, her parents are the internal cause.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âDependency Syndrome, often caused by a lack of warmth and anxiety from oneâs family, can appear as early as adolescence. It is satisfied and anxiety is relieved through sexual acts, gradually leading to addiction. Itâs just like Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, thereâs really no way to control the behavior.â âThen why did my second brother manage to untie her mental knots?â
âDeep down, Wang Xiaohong must greatly admire your second brother and thinks that a father figure should be as steady and reliable as him. Your second brother probably said yesterday that he doesnât care about her past and forgives her, thus unraveling her inner turmoil. Actually, her father could have said those words to her too.â
âNo, Qian Bao, youâre wrong. If Wang Xiaohong really cared about my second brother, why was she always causing trouble when they were together?â
âThatâs human nature in play. When you want something and canât get it, you will try to discredit it, pretending itâs not good because youâre not deserving of it. Wang Xiaohong has serious problems and your second brother is partly responsible for their failed marriage.â
âWhat the hell, whatâs wrong with my brother?! Heâs the victim!â Yu Minglang couldnât stand anyone talking about his family like that, not even Qian Bao!
âWhen dealing with people with mental illnesses, the patience and love you need to expend have to be many times more than for regular people. Your brother didnât have the ability to care for a woman with psychological issues. It resulted in mutual harm and he played a part in that. That being said, Wang Xiaohongâs family only saw your brotherâs status. When they werenât satisfied, they became desperate. Neither party is completely right or wrong in this situation.â
Xiao Qian was just rationally analyzing the situation from a psychological expertâs perspective. For them, the divorce might even be a sort of relief.
Yu Minglang stopped the car completely and turned to look at her seriously..