Chapter 447: Chapter 446 - 420: Is This a Compliment? (Thank You, Water Feather Qing Alliance Leader +7 Updates)

“Brother Ming Lang, have you ever met my big brother?”

“He is my best friend.”

“Is he really handsome and awesome?”

“Yes, he is one of the most outstanding men I’ve ever met, and so is your father.”

“What is my dad like when he works?”

“He is strict, responsible, determined, and decisive. A good leader, he treats us severely but is particularly protective of his underlings. When I first joined the company, I was strong-willed and got into a lot of trouble. Without your father’s help, I wouldn’t have been able to cope.”

Liu Li listens with a longing expression. His father has not been by his side since he was little, so he knows less about his father than Yu Minglang does.

“I really want to be closer to my father… Nevermind, you wouldn’t understand my feelings. Do you think I’m really ungrateful? My family has arranged such a stable job for me, but I’m still thinking about all this.”

Now that formal jobs are so hard to come by, Liu Li’s thoughts seem childish to the adults.

“I understand you because I have a similar background. My father is upright and doesn’t want to touch anything he shouldn’t. When I was young, my family wasn’t any better off than others, so my dad was busy with work and rarely spent time with me. My big brother barely saw him a few times when he was young.”

Yu Minglang rarely talks about these things. After hearing this, Liu Li’s view of him changes.

Xiao Qian’s hand stops on the door handle, boldly eavesdropping on what Yu Minglang is going to say.

Rarely finding someone who resonates with him, Liu Li looks at Yu Minglang earnestly and asks.

“So, do you want to prove yourself and get to know your father better?”

Yu Minglang shakes his head, “Not really. My old man is an obstinate dictator who doesn’t understand democracy. He believes that whatever is good for him is what he wants to give us. It has caused psychological issues for my second brother.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Why doesn’t my dad think like that…”

“They’re all the same. Parents probably want to give their children the best. Your mother thinks she is doing what’s best for you now, so she opposes your decision. My father actually wanted me to be a pilot. I secretly applied to another school behind his back as a form of rebellion. But I think that people like us, even if we rebel, have a bottom line. There are things we can do, and there are things we cannot do.”

“Us? You and me?” Liu Li feels a strong sense of identification when he hears Yu Minglang use the word “us.”

Yu Minglang pats him on the shoulder, “Yes, us. I have a knack for judging people, and I believe we are the same kind of person. Even if we rebel, we have principles. When you reach your mother’s age, you will understand her feelings. She really cares about you, and she doesn’t want to bear the pain of loss again.”

“But I really can’t accept it. I have grown up, so why should I listen to my family?”

He just wants to strive for his dreams, and even if he can’t get the desired result, he would have no regrets. But why doesn’t his mother understand?

After a moment of contemplation, Yu Minglang knows what to do. With deep-set eyes, he looks at Liu Li. He knows how to handle the situation.

Professor Liu sees Xiao Qian standing at the door for a long time without moving and suspects she might have heard something, but the professor can’t hear anything from a distance.

“Xiao Qian, come here.”

“Teacher, do you want some water?” Xiao Qian asks.

“No, just talk to me.”

Due to the medication, Professor Liu’s palpitations have improved, and she can communicate freely.

“Hmm.” Xiao Qian knows that the teacher does not usually have a chance to confide in anyone, and she just wants a listener when she is feeling emotionally uncomfortable.

“Do you think Liu Li is a bit like someone with manic disorder?” Professor Liu asks Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian is taken aback.

“…”

“Say something!”

“Teacher, you always teach me not to judge any patient with my subjective consciousness. Is it really okay for you to be angry and forcefully say Liu Li is sick?”

He’s just a kid in his rebellious phase. Who hasn’t had a reckless and idealistic time in their youth?

There is a significant gap between him and the really morbid cases. Xiao Qian had just seen a person named Chu Xuan who was only slightly affected by the disorder. Liu Li is still far behind him.

“Did I ever teach you that?” Professor Liu mutters to herself. She hasn’t spent much time with Xiao Qian, but she has indeed taught her seniors in this way.

As long as there are patients, regardless of who they are, they should be treated equally in front of the doctor. In her past life, Xiao Qian did not meet the teacher’s requirements. She had Ni Jianren killed and made him pay for it with blood.

“So, teacher, you can’t say Liu Li has manic disorder just because you can’t control your son!”

“How can I not control him? I have taught so many doctoral students, yet I haven’t managed my own son properly.”

The son of a doctoral supervisor failing the college entrance exam is a wound in Professor Liu’s heart. He is just too rebellious. The fact that she can treat so many psychological problems yet can’t get through to her son is the saddest thing.

It’s just that Professor Liu doesn’t want to admit it in front of Xiao Qian.

“Actually, teacher, you don’t need to blame yourself. Educating a child is not just the responsibility of the mother. The father is also responsible. A boy’s growth cannot be without the support of his father!” Xiao Qian knows what’s going on in Professor Liu’s family and how to comfort her.

As expected, when she says this, Professor Liu sits up with a start, slaps her pillow, and gives Xiao Qian a fright.

“It’s all that damned man’s fault!”

“Fine, it’s his fault, and I’ll have Yu Minglang bleed him!” Xiao Qian says in agreement.

Just as Yu Minglang is about to enter the room to check the situation after calming Liu Li, he hears Xiao Qian say this and quickly closes the door.

His heart silently weeps, “Qian Bao, don’t always use me to scare the children. Help me pacify middle-aged, violent women, okay!”

“Can Yu Gangdan beat him? That bastard was once the city’s number one combatant.”

“The old waves of the Yangtze River push the new ones forward. Who’s more wayward than Yu Gangdan?”

Yu Minglang silently takes a step back.

Chen Xiaomei, you watch your back. Not only do you join in the fun, but you also dare to call your own man by his nickname. This is outrageous.