Chapter 1150 - 1122: The Darkened Erha Is Terrifying

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1122: The Darkened Erha Is Terrifying

Qian no longer cared about the schadenfreude expression on Qiao Zhen’s face. She originally wanted to climb into the back seat to stay away from Yu Minglang, fearing he might act crazy again on the way back and mete out another round of punishment. She had almost faced justice right in the warehouse just now!

Her hand had just touched the rear car door when she heard Yu Minglang cough behind her, his voice full of menace.

Qian wisely retracted her hand immediately. Yu Minglang stretched out his long arm to open the passenger side door, and Qian climbed up on weak legs, silently crying for herself inside.

Her queenly status was hanging by a thread after the well-intentioned deception today. Had this guy truly overcome his psychological barrier? According to that, his personality shouldn’t revert back to the gentle, harmless Erha, right? Why was he acting like the "domineering CEO who falls in love with me"? This behavior was reminiscent of the past life!

If he hadn’t fired the shot, Qian would think he was still overstimulated mentally.

On the road, Qian remained silent, her head lowered, lost in thought.

From the corner of his eye, Yu Minglang glimpsed her obedient wife-like demeanor, almost feeling soft-hearted.

"Are you mad, husband?"

"What do you think?!"

Hearing his dark voice, Qian lowered her head even further.

Great, Erha’s transformed sinister appearance is really unsettling. She felt that her current combat strength against a blackened Erha wouldn’t have a high victory rate.

But being a psychologist wasn’t for nothing, Qian’s eyes rotated as she judged the situation – she could only use wisdom, not force, against it now. His strength meant her softness; let’s use gentleness to overcome hardness!

"I’m sorry... husband, hit me then, make it so I can’t take care of myself, this whole thing is my fault."

"Trying to provoke me, huh? Do you think I won’t lay a hand on you?"

"I sincerely repent for my actions today."

"Do you realize how dangerous what you did was? If I hadn’t fired quickly, you’d have had one more bloody hole here!" He reached out intending to poke Qian’s shoulder, and Qian slightly shifted upward.

"Don’t use feminine wiles!" Noticing that he’d been duped, Yu Minglang withdrew his hand, glaring at Qian in annoyed embarrassment.

"Oh." Qian looked down.

"Don’t think I’ll easily let this pass, understand? I must make you realize the seriousness of the issue!"

Yu Minglang couldn’t calm his heart palpitations at the thought of the knife almost cutting her.

This girl’s guts were too large.

"Isn’t it that the world is unpredictable? How could I know we’d encounter this group of people? If not for them, things would have proceeded smoothly."

Hearing her argue, Yu Minglang, enraged, reached out to tap her forehead, "Use your brain! What do you mean smooth? The doofus you found to help – do you think he could have deceived me?"

If not for the subsequent accident, Xiaoqiang would never have fired the shot.

If he couldn’t see through that, it would have wasted all his years of experience.

"Speaking of Hu Zi, I remember something – how did you know his identity?"

Yu Minglang took out a confiscated lighter from his pocket, and Qian took it from him and touched it. "Why does it look so much like the one I bought you?"

"Mmm-hmm, look at the bottom."

Qian flipped it over and only then saw Hu Zi, that moron, had even engraved his last name.

The thief-themed lighter allowed engraving, and Qian had engraved their names on the one she gave him.

Hu Zi’s father had a particularly rare surname. Yu Minglang could feel it by brushing his finger over it, plus Hu Zi’s profile somewhat resembled his father’s. With a slight mental shift, Yu Minglang guessed that for such an action scale, Qian alone wouldn’t have the rights to mobilize so many people, and the force behind it was evidently exposed.

This was all figured out in a flash.

Qian gasped inwardly. She finally understood Yu Minglang’s prowess; this guy rose so fast for a reason, how brilliant!

"My husband is so mighty and dominates the world through the ages, I really chose the right person, husband, you’re amazing!"

Qian timely flattered him with high praise, hoping to smooth things over and rely on it for leniency back home.

Yu Minglang glanced at her, "Now you’re scared? When you were causing all these troubles, why didn’t you think I’d get mad?"

"I did think about it, but even if time were reversed, I’d make the same choice."

His anger was just natural; she just needed to act cute, soften, and rely on feminine charm.

But even if he got angry, and even if this incident temporarily affected the couple’s never-argued relationship, Qian didn’t regret it.

Compared to his anger at her, what she worried more was him becoming like he was in a past life.

"Does it matter to you whether I can shoot or not?"

After a long silence, Yu Minglang asked.

"I don’t care; whether you shoot or not doesn’t matter, but I don’t want you to be unhappy."

Qian answered truthfully.

Just like people’s left hand is not often used, yet losing it impacts a person’s life, moreover, what hides behind his inability to shoot is such a sad past.

Yu Minglang was moved by her determination and even more emotionally affected by her saying she didn’t want him unhappy.

"Do you want to protect your beliefs and loved ones, just like today, where every shot fired holds its significance? If one day Balan wasn’t suicidal but had kidnapped me, would you still feel guilty?"

Qian looked directly at him, anticipating his response.

Although the future seemed dim, just one look back and she was glowing faintly, making him realize she was always the baseline in his heart, appearing at his side when he needed it.

Qian was still waiting for Yu Minglang’s answer; she knew after that shot was fired, his psychological barrier had improved greatly, and with guidance, he could heal from the pain.

A step missed in the past life, further cut deeper by her runaway marriage, now Qian only wanted to fill the two life’s emotional wounds between them with full love.

"Earlier, was it really accidental?"

Yu Minglang himself didn’t know what had happened just now. He instinctively felt Qian was in danger and fired that shot without hesitation. But when he saved Qian and touched the gun again, the heart palpitation emerged again.

"It’s not accidental; being able to fire a shot proves it can be cured. Having reached this step, the rest is manageable, depending on whether you want to cooperate with me. Xiaoqiang was indeed part of the simulated scene designed to treat your post-war psychological syndrome this time, but if I were to face danger in the future, I only trust you to save me. With the current situation, facing issues, the only person you can trust is me."

Yu Minglang wouldn’t remember the exact moment the first snowflake of this year’s first snow fell, nor the moment the money tree at home sprouted its first bud. But he would absolutely remember the moment his heart was touched.