Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss-Chapter 650 - 624: Don’t Let Profits Flow to Outsiders

"Yes, when she sees these things, something’s off. She seems completely out of it, her movements slow, and she even tells me there’s a buzzing sound in her ears, but I can’t hear anything." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"These are classic symptoms when depression flares up—sluggish movements, accompanied by neurological tinnitus..." Qian immediately concluded.

Ye Xiaoyu angrily pushed Qian, "Meiwei, how are you treating her? Why is it getting worse and worse!"

"Why are you bullying my sister-in-law! She’s done her best, don’t you know?" Liumei quickly pushed back, while Qian looked thoughtfully at Weiwei, who seemed out of sorts.

Earlier, Ye Xiaoyu mentioned KFC, and Liumei said that Weiwei’s condition worsened in a fried chicken shop, which is quite similar to KFC. Qian’s suspicion became more confirmed.

Damn it, that old bastard, one day she’ll get back at him. Qian looked at Weiwei and suddenly felt heartbroken; she thought she understood why Weiwei put a poisonous snake in her father’s place.

This child is too pitiful...

"Stop arguing... everyone just stop arguing, it’s so annoying!" Weiwei, who had been expressionless, suddenly became agitated, grabbed the cup on the table, and threw it forcefully against the wall. It shattered with a loud crash.

Ye Xiaoyu stopped her tussle with Liumei and looked at Weiwei with a pale face. At this moment, Weiwei really looked like a patient. Her expressions and state made Ye Xiaoyu feel worried.

After throwing the cup, Weiwei seemed confused about why she was so irritable. She helplessly held her head and began to cry softly.

Losing control of one’s actions, decreased efficiency of thoughts, these are all manifestations of a depression attack. Qian waved Ye Xiaoyu and Yu Liumei out and approached Weiwei herself.

She wanted to help Weiwei get through this difficult phase of her relapse.

While Qian was treating Weiwei, Ye Xiaoyu anxiously paced back and forth in her room, and Liumei advised her.

"Don’t worry, trust my sister-in-law. Worrying won’t do any good."

"Is Meiwei really capable? I’m so worried seeing Weiwei like that..." Ye Xiaoyu’s heart felt like it was burning.

"Yes, she is. My sister-in-law is the best psychologist; that’s what my brother told me himself." Liumei’s thoughts were simple; if her admired cousin affirmed someone, she would affirm them too, just like that.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyu so anxious, Liumei casually complimented her.

"Actually, I really disliked you at first because you were after something that wasn’t yours. But I’ve noticed you’re really good to your sister. As my sister-in-law would say, good people have bad sides, and bad people have good sides. I don’t dislike you that much anymore."

Ye Xiaoyu was already troubled over her sister’s issues, showing signs of her makeup compulsion acting up. She intended to get some foundation to touch up her makeup, but upon hearing Yu Liumei’s compliment, her agitation seemed to be soothed. In her mind, Qian’s voice seemed to faintly drift in.

Gaining confidence from others’ sincere praise...

Ye Xiaoyu felt that at that moment, she didn’t quite feel the urge to do her makeup anymore. Her confidence in Qian might have grown significantly—it’s a wonderful feeling, one that’s indescribable in words.

Qian stabilized Weiwei’s condition and intended to take the opportunity to hypnotize her to see what really happened in the past. Although Qian had guessed some of it, she still wanted to confirm it herself.

Considering Weiwei’s current instability, hypnosis wouldn’t be safe, so Qian refrained and resorted to the safest conservative treatment.

First, stabilize Weiwei’s condition, then find a way to deal with that old bastard.

A week went by in a flash, and with medication and Qian’s help, Weiwei’s condition improved. Meanwhile, Liumei also discovered something surprising—Ye Xiaoyu didn’t wear makeup to bed anymore!

Although it still took her a lot of effort to draw her brows and apply makeup, she could do morning exercises without makeup, which left Liumei amazed. The one subtly influencing all this, Qian, carried on with her work and life unhurriedly. Ye Xiaoyu could guess that her recent behavior changes might be linked to Qian since she started changing gradually after sleeping at Qian’s place, but she just wasn’t willing to admit it.

Although Ye Xiaoyu still verbally looked down on Qian, even Liumei felt that Ye Xiaoyu’s attitude towards Qian was becoming more respectful. She excelled in household chores, just occasionally throwing barbs at Qian.

Qian never lost in verbal battles with Ye Xiaoyu; Ye Xiaoyu always ended up losing. But Liumei thought the more Qian pushed back against Ye Xiaoyu, the better her attitude became. Now every day, Qian returned to a home where Ye Xiaoyu had a prepared cup of coffee waiting for her. Since only Qian fancied drinking such stuff at home, Ye Xiaoyu’s denial of preparing it for Qian didn’t carry much weight.

On weekends, Qian didn’t need to stream. She applied a facial mask and listened to music at home. Her Xiaoqiang had been missing for a week, which made Qian slightly anxious.

Someone rang the doorbell. Qian went to open the door and saw a disheartened Qiuqiu standing outside, with a case of beer on his shoulder.

"Qian, comfort me! I need consolation!" Qiuqiu put down the beer and gave Qian a disheartened hug.

And this scene happened to be witnessed by Ye Xiaoyu, who was returning with Weiwei from grocery shopping. She immediately went home and pulled out a small notebook, writing down a line:

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, a young boy with a Mohican hairstyle came to Meiwei’s house and said: "seeking comfort, seeking conso—" She was about to write ’consolation’ but remembered that Qian praised her cooking skills today, and Ye Xiaoyu paused and crossed out the words, talking to herself.

"I’m not that easy to get along with, this little notebook is still for Minglang to see."

Under Qian’s subtle influence, Ye Xiaoyu was changing bit by bit; it’s just that she wouldn’t admit it, even as it happened.

"Sister-in-law, do you have guests?—Ah, it’s you!" Liumei emerged from the room, wearing the same facial mask as Qian, and pointed at Qiuqiu in surprise.

"You are—?" Qiuqiu didn’t understand why girls wanted to smear those black and messy things on their faces. Although he had a woman’s body, his thinking and mindset were in a man’s mode.

"Me, the unlucky guy who got brushed off!" Liumei peeled off her facial mask and revealed her true face to Qiuqiu.

They had previously competed for the same position, and Liumei was brushed off.

"Ah, it’s you!" Qiuqiu recognized Liumei.

"I really liked that school, the environment seemed nice. But getting brushed off by you is better than someone else. As my sister-in-law said, better to keep it within the family." Liumei said generously.

Qiuqiu sighed, "This time it really did go to an outsider, because I’ve been fired too. Qian! I need comfort, need a hug!"

Qian was puzzled, but Liumei asked before Qian could.

"How come you got fired? We both made it to the final stage. I was brushed off inexplicably. Why were you too?"