Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss-Chapter 563 - 537: Xiaoqiang and Going Home

A week later, Shi Touyu moved into her own place. Although it would still be some time before she graduated and got married, she moved there first since her internship was nearby.

Second Brother came back after the air show, and finally, during his first year, he didn’t have to dream while laughing anymore. He packed his things and went over to Second Brother’s place, saying he wouldn’t be back for a few days.

Qian felt a heaviness in her heart at the thought of returning to a cold, empty house after work, making her draw even more intensely during her show.

The producer noticed Meiwei’s increasingly frantic doodles in recent days. Glancing at the waiting listener hotline, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for this listener.

Before passing the listener to Meiwei, the producer would filter through the listener’s questions, compile them on paper, and give them to the host for mental preparation. Any topics not allowed by higher-ups wouldn’t make it to the live broadcast.

Meiwei never used the producer’s cue cards. Her impromptu reactions were top-notch, and even though she never used it, the producer habitually recorded everything.

The next listener was the third party in someone else’s marriage, wanting to vent about a man who refused to divorce his original wife. Encountering such morally problematic issues when Meiwei was in a bad mood meant a sure reprimand, and harshly at that.

The producer noticed Meiwei impatiently intensifying her doodle of a husky sticking out its tongue and rolling its eyes, then transferred this undoubtedly doomed hotline call over.

Crying sounds from the listener came through Qian’s earpiece.

"Meiwei, I’ve been feeling so terrible lately. I’ve been bullied... He promised to marry me, but why won’t he divorce that fat and old woman, boohoo..."

Damn it, Yu Minglang had promised before leaving that he would come back and take me swimming, but he’s been gone for almost a month! If he doesn’t return soon, the sea’s going to get cold! Better to believe there are ghosts in the world than trust a man’s deceitful mouth!

The little person in Qian’s heart ranted wildly.

"He doesn’t answer his phone, he doesn’t reply to texts, boohoo, what should I do!" The listener cried as if she had lost her world.

"He promised me, he said he would divorce, he assured me. He doesn’t love his wife at all; that woman doesn’t understand him or love him. I love him, I love him!"

Qian occasionally hummed, indicating she was still listening.

"He promised me he’d divorce, but now I can’t reach him. I confronted his wife, and she viciously attacked me for being wrong. She was too cruel. How can she treat me this way? I have the right to love and express my love freely. If she doesn’t meet my expectations, why can’t I just curse her? It’s my right! She can’t handle even this much; how does she deserve to be his wife? I have the right to demand after giving so much!"

The listener, not receiving a response from Qian, called her stage name twice.

The producer gestured a five to Qian, indicating the listener had exceeded the time limit. According to the rules, calls over 3 minutes are forcibly cut. However, without a signal from Meiwei, the producer dared not make a decision, so he gestured to Qian, asking whether to cut to the next caller or finish addressing this one first?

Meiwei smiled?

The producer felt his heartbeat skip.

Being a woman, the producer was stunned to witness Meiwei’s smile.

Finally understanding the saying about how one smile could captivate cities and nations, although Meiwei occasionally showed a polite smile to colleagues, it was nothing like this smile.

This smile was genuine, as if pouring out from within her heart. Already beautiful and delicate, seeing her smile like this truly made people’s hearts bloom, with a faint hint of fresh fruit fragrance — huh, fragrance?!

The producer turned towards the scent, and was startled.

Behind her, she didn’t know when a man had appeared.

A very tall and strikingly handsome man.

He wore a black short-sleeved plain T-shirt, the understated Prada logo expressing its high value, his slender legs clad in the same brand’s jeans, holding a bag containing two freshly squeezed juices.

The fruity aroma emanated from there: one glass of lemon juice and one glass of red watermelon juice.

"How did you get in?!" The producer was shocked to see someone come in.

Because the show "Mind Password" was extremely popular, Meiwei had a lot of fans, and many people wanted to see her in person. Special instructions from higher-ups stated that anyone entering the studio during Meiwei’s broadcast must be strictly filtered.

Was this another fan breaking in again?

"Miss, I am Mei’s fiancée." Yu Minglang took out the lemon juice and placed it on the producer’s desk.

He gestured the watermelon juice towards Qian, who couldn’t help but flash a knowing smile upon seeing him, her cheeks slightly reddening at the sight of the red juice.

This innocent fruit had already been imbued with suggestive meanings by her and Yu Minglang.

Even though the curve of her lips was slight, just one glance at him made the world seem to burst into bloom, her mood instantly lifting from gloomy to sunny.

The producer immediately understood their interaction. The icy beauty Meiwei had that expression because her fiancée was here.

That enchanting smile wasn’t meant for her but for the man behind her.

Now that was a handsome couple, even their aura seemed perfectly matched: an aloof goddess paired with a commanding god.

Nonetheless, the producer couldn’t help but wonder what profession Meiwei’s fiancée had?

His short-sleeved T-shirt clearly showed solid muscles, and a man’s arm could have such enticing lines, full of strength and beauty, unlike an ordinary office worker or civil servant. But what kind of job could embody both muscle and charisma?

Mesmerized by Yu Minglang’s magnetism, the producer forgot to ponder a crucial question. How had he managed to slip past tight security, swaggering in with two glasses of juice?

For him, entering such a place was a piece of cake; the first thing Yu Minglang did upon returning was to see his beloved Mei~

He could have waited outside, but no!

He wanted her to see him immediately.

Yu Minglang’s surprise instantly swept away Qian’s dark mood. She gestured for him to wait and shifted her attention to the listener still waiting for an answer to her relationship troubles.

The other listeners could only hear the voices and couldn’t see the interaction; they were puzzled.

Why was Meiwei taking extra-long with this call? Wasn’t it said that each listener had only three minutes? It was already two lots of three minutes now.

"I understand the listener’s problem. For now, I don’t want to respond directly. Today I want to add a listener interaction segment. We’ll go to an advertisement first, and after the break, connect the next listener to hear how other listeners would answer your question."

Qian switched to a commercial and then walked out of the studio.

As the door opened, she was swept up in Yu Minglang’s embrace. It had been too long since they’d seen each other; last time, she was in long sleeves, and now it was summer. Yu Minglang lifted Qian, twirling her around, dipping his head to give her a quick peck on the lips, "Sweetheart, I’m back~"