In Yu Minglangâs heart, Xiao Qian had always been an outstanding presence, and this feeling deepened as he observed her work up close. He understood why Professor Liu valued her so much. Being in the broadcasting room, he could see the attitude Xiao Qian had when dealing with listener calls. Reminded of the true reason Professor Liu had told him about Xiao Qian joining the radio station, his recognition of her deepened.
Everyone was waiting for her to shine, and all he had to do was protect her silently and wait for the flower to bloom.
âAh⦠Why does my stomach suddenly hurt?â The director clutched her stomach while the phone kept ringing. She looked at Yu Minglang helplessly.
âHandsome Husband, can you cover for me for a bit? I think I ate something bad last night, and I really need to go to the bathroom.â
Handsome Husband = Meiweiâs fiancé
Yu Minglang nodded, âYou go.â
âIâll show you how to handleââ
âNo need, I remember. When a call comes in, do thisâ¦â Yu Minglang briefly recapped the process.
The directorâs mouth shaped into an âOâ.
Handsome Husband was too powerful! Even though he had been looking at Meiwei with infatuation the whole time, he had managed to memorize the procedure without error. He and Meiwei really were a perfect match, both able to multitask effortlessly.
As the director retreated at the fastest speed possible with a mix of admiration for Meiweiâs couple and the rumbling noise of her upset stomach, Yu Minglang took over as a stand-in receptionist, finding the experience quite fresh.
Smart people can do anything with ease. He skillfully picked up two phone calls. Xiao Qian, who was recording the show, noticed the situation and gave him a thumbs up. Yu Minglang, with the phone cradled between his head and shoulder, winked at her playfully.
When a hotline call came in, the coupling control boxâs indicator light would flash. Yu Minglang pressed the button to answer the corresponding call.
âCity Traffic Broadcasting Station, what can I help you with?â
On the other end of the phone was a middle-aged man sounding breathless, with an unusual hint of excitement. âI⦠I⦠I want Meiwei!â
If it had been the director earlier, she would not have noticed anything wrong, but Yu Minglang was a man, and from his perspective, the manâs panting, excited tone sounded very much likeâ¦
â¦he was speaking while masturbating?!
Yu Minglang squinted, âWhatâs your problem?â
âI⦠I canât stand it anymore. Give me Meiwei! I want Meiwei!â
âGo to hell.â
Yu Minglang hung up the phone immediately.
An unknown rage surged within him.
Still feeling unsatisfied, he went through the call logs and noted down the number. He was certain that his judgment was rightâ while doing that dirty deed, this man was thinking about his wife!
Yu Minglang took out his phone and called the number displayed on the call log. A man answered the phone.
âWho was just using the phone?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThis is a public payphone. I picked it up when I heard it ringing.â
âWhere is this located?â
âRight across the Chinese Medicine Hospital.â The young man hung up after answering.
Yu Minglang stood up and walked to the window. He was on the 12th floor of the Broadcasting and TV Center, with the Chinese Medicine Hospital just across the street, clearly visible.
Someone was using a public payphone to call the hotline while making lewd actions.
Just thinking about that scene made Yu Minglangâs blood boil with anger! He wished he could drag that pervert out and give him a good beating!
Noticing Yu Minglangâs expression, Xiao Qian cut to a commercial break and left the broadcasting room.
âWhatâs the matter?â
Yu Minglang turned around with a seemingly normal expression, âNothing, just looking at the night view.â
âWas there a problem with the call just now?â
âNo, go record your show, everything is fine.â
Xiao Qian trusted him and gave him a peck on the lips before returning to her work.
Turning around, Yu Minglangâs face turned dark but Xiao Qian couldnât see. His sharp eyes quickly scanned the streets below.
Hidden from his sight, someone was using such disgusting actions to bully his wife in their imagination. Unbearable, he had to find that person sooner or later!
After the director returned and thanked Yu Minglang repeatedly, she resumed answering the calls.
Yu Minglang stood by the window, looking at the bustling streets downstairs. He closed his eyes and began to picture the man who had just called.
From the voice, he sounded like a man in his 40s with a slight local accent. This time of night, not making the call from home but in a public payphone, there could be three possibilities.
The man had a family and couldnât call from home.
He had no family, but there was no telephone at home.
Last possibility, he had either just finished or was still at work and made the call nearby.
Yu Minglang thought the second possibility could be ruled out. Nowadays, installing a phone wasnât expensive, and a local wouldnât be so poor as to not have a phone at home.
This time of night, to appear so close to the radio station, he might be working nearby or seeking to be closer to Xiao Qian.
Studying criminal psychology, Yu Minglang knew some people sought this kind of thrill.
Choosing to make a phone call in a public place while fondling himself, especially so close to the target, showed that this person had an intense pursuit of excitement.
As Yu Minglang quickly analyzed the origin and intention of the harassing call, the director had already put several more calls through to the live broadcast.
Just as he was about to call a friend to check on traffic and pedestrians near the Chinese Medicine Hospital around the time of the harassing call, his intuition told him he had to find and beat that person up.
No one was allowed to covet his wife!
âDamn!â the director cursed, pulling the headphones out of her ears.
Xiao Qian also walked out of the live broadcast room, her face tight.
âIt happened again! I swear, when I first screened the call, he hadnât talked like that, and this time, it wasnât the same number from before!â The director didnât know how to explain to Xiao Qian.
Her job was to filter the calls for Xiao Qian, but that disgusting harassing call had come through again.
Xiao Qian had swiftly played music to cover up the bloodcurdling speech when she realized something was wrong, but she was still disgusted by it.
âWhatâs wrong?â Yu Minglang asked as he walked over.
âSomeone made a harassing call, saying they want to cut me with a knife.â
âIt must be that guy from last time! Damn it! He appeared again after we tolerated him once. Letâs call the police. They should arrest him.â The director had been working in the industry for a long time and had encountered callers seeking advantage from the hosts, but such a disgusting one was a first.
âThis isnât the first time?!â Yu Minglangâs eyes narrowed, as he felt even angrier. His beloved wife had been harassed several times already?