Chapter 763: Chapter 737: Treating People Like Fat Sheep to Slaughter (Thanks to Akateris for the Heshibi + Extra)

Yu Minglang quickly sifted through a vast amount of information in his mind. He was certain he had seen this person’s photo in the database, but there was just too much data, causing him to lag a few beats behind while processing the information.

"Hello, Mr. Chen." The man with the gold-rimmed glasses approached Yu Minglang and Qian, greeting them in a very soft voice.

"Do I know you?" Qian was certain she had never seen him before, neither in her past life nor in this one.

Although this person appeared like a gentle scholar, his Asian face spoke Mandarin exceptionally well.

Qian and Yu Minglang could both sense the unusual aura surrounding this person.

Despite his frail appearance, he exuded a dangerous vibe, appearing ordinary at first glance but increasingly unsettling upon further examination, undoubtedly a dangerous individual.

The man softly chuckled, "I’m sorry if my people were too reckless and startled you, Mr. Chen. I’m actually just hoping to schedule an appointment with you. I heard you’re an excellent psychologist."

"Sorry, I don’t like being interrupted in such a manner. If you need treatment, you can schedule a time with me," Qian said coldly.

And as Yu Minglang stared at the face of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, he suddenly had a moment of clarity and thought he knew who this person was! This man was not just some small fry; in fact, his background was quite astonishing!

Yu Minglang didn’t immediately recognize the man with the gold-rimmed glasses because he had classified him among the small-time figures, but when the man got closer, and as he spoke to Qian with a side profile, Yu Minglang remembered.

Not immediately recognizing him wasn’t Yu Minglang’s fault.

Because this person appeared much thinner than in the records, and there was only a side profile photo in the documents, even someone trained professionally in facial recognition would need time to identify a side face.

When the man turned, Xiaoqiang recalled, It was him!

Aware of the visitor’s true identity, Yu Minglang was the first to react, embracing Qian to protect her.

This small gesture made the man with the gold-rimmed glasses twitch his mouth. This man, who caused headaches even abroad, had the face of a scholar, and just by looking at him, it was hard to believe he had plotted so many perilous schemes.

The man’s demeanor was different from his fierce subordinates; he appeared like a refined gentleman, performing a gentlemanly salute to Qian.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Chen, it’s not that I don’t want to schedule with you, but you refused my previous appointment request."

"When did this happen? What’s your name? Did you schedule with me?" Qian didn’t recall attracting this kind of individual who resorted to violence recently. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"My name is Song Qingwu. I’m currently working for a family business overseas. I previously texted you to seek assistance in solving my troubles, but you heartlessly rejected me."

"Are you that—?"

At the mention of the text message, Qian remembered.

She indeed received a message, offering generous terms, but she refused. However, Qian struggled to connect the consultant from the text with the visibly dangerous man in front of her.

Because the message involved an issue related to—homosexuality?!

"I’ve always felt troubled by my sexual orientation and have seen many psychologists, but unfortunately, to little effect. I heard there’s an excellent female psychologist from the Celestial Empire, so I came here unannounced. Perhaps my people misunderstood my intentions, causing you distress. I deeply apologize."

Qian didn’t know what to make of this situation. Her instincts told her this man in front of her was definitely not just a simple patient.

At this crucial moment, Qian’s first reaction was to look at Yu Minglang, wanting to see Xiaoqiang’s reaction.

Seeing Xiaoqiang, she felt a jolt.

Although Yu Minglang seemed as usual, Qian noticed he had removed his sunglasses. Xiaoqiang was looking at the gold-rimmed man in a way that made Qian feel uneasy.

She had never seen Yu Minglang with this kind of look before. Xiaoqiang was a man of great confidence, always at ease no matter the situation, but at this moment, Qian clearly saw heightened alertness in Yu Minglang’s eyes.

This confirmed one thing for Qian: Xiaoqiang likely knew the origin of the man in front of him, and judging by Xiaoqiang’s reaction, this person was definitely more troublesome than Mai.

Given this... Qian knew how to handle the upcoming situation.

"By recklessly sending people over, you’re bound to scare me." She needed to stall for time, allowing Xiaoqiang to think.

"Haha, judging by Mr. Chen’s tone, it doesn’t sound like you’re scared. Quite the opposite, my men seem to have been hurt badly by you." The gold-rimmed man’s gaze swept over a black-clad man with a broken arm; the black-clad man flinched, sensing his boss’s disdain toward him as a worthless figure.

"If it weren’t for my husband knowing a bit about self-defense, I would have been the one knocked down, and you broke my car and injured my classmates. I feel you owe me an account for this."

"Oh?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses didn’t expect Qian to first bring up such trivial matters upon meeting him.

This woman was indeed clever.

"First, you threatened my wife, then damaged my car, and your people dared to bring controlled knives into our country. Shouldn’t we tally this up?" Yu Minglang held Qian tight and casually said.

"What do you want?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses shifted his gaze to Yu Minglang’s face, lacking any information about him in his database; yet observing Yu Minglang’s impressive skills, he seemed to understand something.

No wonder he couldn’t find records on Chen Xiaoqian’s husband; clearly, he wasn’t an ordinary person.

If he could mobilize the bridge, then there’s only one possibility; he’s someone with remarkable background.

"Sir, you really hurt my people," the man with the gold-rimmed glasses said to Yu Minglang.

"You broke up our car like this; we ’ordinary people’ also find it difficult, right, sweetheart?"

Yu Minglang didn’t deny the man’s words but turned to ask Qian.

Qian immediately understood.

"If you need to schedule an appointment with me, you should first compensate for the damages to my car and my injured classmate’s medical expenses. This car is out of print; the window alone should reimburse me 100,000 for it!"

What out of print? Isn’t that just an old model out of sales? And to charge 100,000 for a broken window? The burly man expressed his refusal.

Perhaps understanding the black-clad man’s silent complaint, Qian explained.

"The car itself may not cost much, but it’s been with me for many years, and there’s sentiment attached. Even the glass holds memories I cherish. Saying it’s broken now, we could replace it with a new glass for 800, but who will pay for my priceless memories? Memories are supposed to be priceless; I’m only asking for 100,000 as a friendly discount for a client."

She was still in school and couldn’t conveniently change to a high-profile car.

Such blatant nonsense made the man with the gold-rimmed glasses grin.

"You consider me a fat sheep to slaughter?"