Qian continued.

"Let’s assume that Song Qingwu likes Mai, as established. He saw Mai clinging to Narcissus before but didn’t show up. After Mai sent me a bouquet, he couldn’t wait to saunter over. This indicates one thing: he allows Mai to approach women for money outside, but he won’t let him fall for any woman. In his eyes, I’m not as wealthy as Narcissus. Mai chasing me made Song Qingwu feel threatened, so he struts over, disregarding his high-IQ villain tycoon persona."

Such jealousy lowers IQ; although Song Qingwu’s status is special, his performance in love is no different than an average person. Ordering people to hit Qian is like the original spouse leading a group to tear the clothes off a mistress. What’s the difference?

But Qian isn’t a mistress, and Song Qingwu isn’t the original spouse. He’s at most someone who hopelessly crushes on Mai, which makes things easier!

Yu Minglang remained silent, going from absolute disbelief at the beginning, to contemplative, to deep silence after Qian finished speaking.

He had to admit, although Qian’s explanation initially sounded a bit far-fetched, it indeed was the only one that matched the current logic.

"Xiaoqiang, I don’t want to lie to you. If I weren’t your wife, not the daughter-in-law of the Yu Family, my first reaction would be to seek Zheng Xu’s help, have him destroy Song Qingwu in a ruthless way so he’s neither seen alive nor dead, because his sole purpose coming here is to kill me."

Qian never claimed to be a good person. If someone threatened her life, she naturally wouldn’t sit back and wait for doom.

No matter how powerful Song Qingwu’s influence is, a strong dragon can’t suppress a local snake here. Zheng Xu’s influence is enough to make him disappear without a trace.

"But I can’t do that now. Ever since you stopped me from avenging Ni Jianren in a ruthless way and we became husband and wife, I know my status. If I act, it’ll cause a lot of trouble for you."

The Yu Family is so large, if her actions were ever revealed, regardless of her motive, it would bring catastrophic disaster to the family.

Yu Minglang noticed Qian’s change; she was no longer the woman who carried a camera wanting to take nude photos for extortion. She began to see the bigger picture.

"So I’m asking you to take me to the meeting, let me assist as a psychologist."

Yu Minglang knew the gravity of the situation, yet at this moment, seeing Qian’s eyes filled with trust, he said nothing, silently driving to the unit.

Qian chose to trust him, and he chose to trust Qian back.

Being together for years, he understood Qian’s character and ability; she wouldn’t speak without confidence.

This trust deeply touched Qian.

She knew the person Yu Minglang was about to meet was definitely not ordinary. If she spoke wrongly or didn’t accomplish the task, it would greatly hinder Yu Minglang’s future. Yet, he chose to trust her.

The best expression of a man towards a woman, nothing more.

"Xiaoqiang, have I ever told you how deeply moved I am by you especially when contrasted with the likes of Ma Lv; I really believe I’ve chosen the right person."

He trusts her more than his own prospects.

Yu Minglang snorted, "Do you have to compare me with that kind of person?"

The stiff atmosphere became lively because of his words. Qian laughed, and so did he.

"Hey, Xiaoqiang, if I speak poorly and offend the person you’re meeting, what then?" Qian kept a straight face, lowered her voice to seem more serious.

"Yu Minglang! Are you here to live your days, bringing your wife along? Do you have your priorities straight?" She mimicked someone else’s voice, deliberately asking.

"My wife thinks of business! If her proposed plan can’t solve the problem, I’m willing to accept punishment!"

Qian felt especially warmed in her heart, knowing he was sincere.

"Wife, you offend someone later, once our business can’t continue, I’ll go home and leech off you, how about it?"

"I thought you liked fighting for your career." Qian glanced at him, where’s the backbone?

"Being a leech is a joke. I trust my wife not to joke at a crucial moment—wife, considering how much I trust you, could you tell me your IQ test result?"

"...We’re discussing important matters. Why are you asking this?"

"I’m really curious. Tell me, won’t you?"

"Well, well, you know those IQ tests fluctuate, especially some questions are inaccurate domestically, haha... Let’s discuss the next topic. Aren’t you going to ask how I plan to explain it to the person you’re meeting later?"

Qian’s smile was stiff, countless ’damn’ words passed through her mind; she absolutely wouldn’t tell him her IQ wasn’t higher than his!

It explained why Xiaowei scored so high on the child’s group test. She had thought the daughter inherited from her; now she sees it’s truly inherited from the dad. Xiaowei’s higher IQ than mom, Qian wouldn’t disclose this even at any cost!

"How much, come on, tell me!" Yu Minglang grinned slyly, guessing from Qian’s odd reaction; wife definitely wasn’t higher than him. Ah, finally found some superiority!

"Tell you, big-headed ghost! What are you laughing at, what are you boasting about! IQ doesn’t equate to emotional intelligence. High IQ with low EQ? If you had a bit of EQ, you wouldn’t keep asking my IQ!"

Qian felt shame and anger.

Luckily the daughter’s IQ was like dad, EQ like mom, otherwise growing like Erha with a smart brain but such low EQ, Qian worried she’d be duped by rascals.

It’s not that she’s not tense about Song Qingwu’s matter, nor is she too arrogant to take the impending video with the big boss lightly. Rather, she knew, Yu Minglang was helping her relax in his own way. Regardless of the outcome, he would stand with her.

Her pillow mate is a one-in-a-million genius, she’s coming with the advantage of rebirth, no mere Song Qingwu would become a stumbling block to her happiness, with such confidence, Qian arrived at Minglang’s unit.

The car drove straight in, Qian not focusing on the brand-new unit she had never visited, only knowing its proximity to her new home and its splendid grandeur yet elegance, highly upscale, much more than the previous company, a building dozens of stories high, the Yu Family headquarters.

Yu Minglang escorted Qian into his office, constantly attracting curious glances from people, could this be the legendary, mysterious young lady boss?