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Yu Minglang found it hard to control his gaze. He turned on the carâs interior light and suddenly felt that she looked especially pleasing sitting in his car.
It seemed as though the co-pilot seat was meant for her, allowing him to see her beautiful face with just a sidelong glance. No one else would do.
The car light accentuated her facial features perfectly, even her ruby-like beauty mark was pleasing to the eye.
Yu Minglang suddenly remembered when he was young, and his grandmother from a family of artists was painting with a brush. He ran over, climbed onto the table, and pointed at the painting, saying that the personâs face was dirty and had a spot.
His grandmother told him it was called a beauty mark, and only the moles at the center of the eyebrows or near the mouth could be called beauty marks. Especially for women, having a mole at the center of the eyebrow was an immense fortune. Moreover, only red ones could be called beauty marks, not black ones.
As he grew up, he saw a few people with beauty marks, but none was as beautiful as hers. Or maybe, it was because of her that he found the mole so beautiful. In fact, he thought this girl was beautiful all over.
Her beautiful face, beautiful mole, even her delicate appearance were all just right.
However, this girl was too clever, so clever that it felt endearing. No, it was only endearing to him.
This kind of clever ruthlessness, if used against others, would be terrifying.
That day, she took action twice, each time more ruthless than before.
If he hadnât followed her, she wouldâve certainly caused trouble.
Whatâs more, Yu Minglang was quite sure that even if she got herself into trouble, no one would be able to trace it back to her. Her method was clean, swift, and ruthless, making it deadly.
âYu Dumbass, why are you staring at me?â
âI think that in the future, you might become a menace,â he honestly said. If this girl didnât walk the right path, she could harm many in the future.
A highly intelligent person who uses their brain can play a group of people to death, and they wouldnât even need to bear legal responsibility. They could just walk the line without suffering any losses.
Xiao Qianâs hand holding the bamboo stick paused, instinctively wanting to hit him with it. Youâre the menace â you and your whole family!
But remembering the events that had unfolded between them, her hand holding the stick dropped, and she said with self-mockery:
âYes, Iâm a menace. Iâm not a good person. In the future, stay away from me. The further, the better. Donât get involved with me.â
Yu Minglang disliked her deliberate attempt to distance herself.
During dinner, everything seemed fine. Why did she suddenly want to break off all relations after eating?
So, he grabbed her hand holding the stick and hit his own head with it.
Xiao Qian was dumbfounded. What was going on?
âJust now, didnât you want to do this? Do you feel better after doing it?â
Even if he was hit, it was better than her treating him with such distance.
âYou⦠are you a fool?â Xiao Qian could only say that.
âIf it makes you happy, I donât mind being a fool.â
Xiao Qian wanted to go and wash her hands; her attention was all scattered now.
âYu Minglang, Iâm not a good person.â When the car reached her home, Xiao Qian didnât get out, but looked ahead and spoke with repression.
She didnât know if it was fate playing tricks on her, but since she returned, he caught her misdeeds almost every time.
Including the fire she started tonight, she was sure he knew what had happened.
âI believe I wonât misjudge you.â
âIâve done a lot of bad things, but I donât regret it.â
âIf someone cares about you, you wonât do such things.â
Xiao Qian was shocked, as if something blocking her heart was being pushed away.
She was a psychologist. She had once calmly told patients with psychological barriers the same thing as Yu Minglang. But when he said it, why did she feel like something inside her was about to get out of control?
âI took pictures of that bitch, and I started the fire too. Why donât you blame me!â She clenched her fists.
âI was a bit harsh when talking to you just now, and I might have hurt you. I apologize. Iâm not judging your actions from a moral high ground, but Iâm worried that your actions will harm yourself. I can understand why you want to protect your family, but please promise me that from now on, whatever you do, donât harm yourself,â he said.
He looked at her sincerely, and Xiao Qianâs nose tingled.
âYouâre a good girl, youâre still young. Donât dirty your hands for people who arenât worth it.â
âI hate you!â Tears welled up in Xiao Qianâs eyes. This bad guy, saying these things to her as if it was better than scolding her a few times.
Her tears were precious, and this guy managed to make her cry so easily!
Seeing that the girl was crying again, Yu Minglang became anxious.
He really didnât know how to get along with girls. What should he do? His efforts to remedy the situation backfired!
âI guess you might have been hurt before. Regardless, the past is the past; you should have a better future. Youâre so clever. You could use your skills to take revenge on others, but thatâs not the best choice for you.â
âThen tell me, what should 1 do? Yu Minglang, what else can I do now besides these tactics?â
âI shouldnât say this, but from a personal emotional standpoint, I donât think retaliating against those who hurt you within the bounds of reason is a mistake.â
Xiao Qian was surprised. She even forgot to cry.
He didnât think he was wrong?!
âBut your approach doesnât work. Firstly, itâs likely to cross legal boundaries, harming both others and yourself. Secondly, even if you take revenge on them, you wonât feel better. People with no boundaries donât think itâs wrong to hurt others, but youâre too kind. When you hurt others, you feel uncomfortable too.â
Otherwise, why would she wash her hands with tears, and repeatedly emphasize that sheâs a bad person? That scene had a huge impact on Yu Minglangâs heart.
âYu Minglang, do you know who sent the person to start the fire tonight?â
ââ¦Yeah.â He wasnât stupid.
âIf it was done by your relative, and you help me, wouldnât that mean youâre betraying them? Have you thought about that?â At first, she thought that Yu Minglang would get angry because of that. But the way he spoke earlier clearly wasnât the case.
âEveryone must pay a price for their actions,â Yu Minglang cryptically replied to Xiao Qian.
âChen Xiaoqian, do you have the photos with you?â he asked.
Xiao Qian shook her head.
âGo back and get them. Iâll wait for you downstairs.â
âWhat for?â Xiao Qian asked.
âTo correct a mistake I made..â He should have never agreed to his auntâs request in the first place!