Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 845 - 819: If I’ve already handled it, what do I need you for?

After anxiously waiting outside, Bai Jin was very worried. She saw Qiuqiu come out and somehow started crying uncontrollably, immediately revealing her identity.

Qiuqiu didn’t understand the identity reveal, and felt he wasn’t familiar with her. Seeing the girl cry like that, he felt compassion and hurriedly tried to comfort her.

"I’m fine. My dad just locked me up for two days and fed me boiled cabbage a few times. He didn’t hit me."

"I’m Baihe, Qiuqiu, I’m the strong Baihe!!" Bai Jin was already crying incoherently, feeling like their relationship had transcended life and death. She didn’t even understand why she felt so deeply hurt.

"Baihe?!" Qiuqiu was also surprised.

This young journalist was the cute Baihe he’d been chatting with online all along?!

Qiuqiu was forcibly tied up and brought here by his father, feeling most regretful about missing the chance to meet his cute online friend.

This Baihe and Qiuqiu chatted for a long time. Although neither had said they liked each other, the budding emotions were palpable, and Qiuqiu even had a feeling that something would happen once they met.

But unexpectedly, they had met before without realizing it.

And they’d never imagined this would be how they met again.

Seeing Bai Jin holding him and crying, Qiuqiu’s first reaction was—

"Oh damn, if I knew you were coming, I should’ve taken a shower! Don’t come near me, I smell! Ah, my dad’s such a jerk, didn’t let me shower and fed me boiled cabbage that makes me sweat..."

Even though Qiuqiu didn’t have a man’s body, he was more of a man than anyone. Despite going through so much, he remained strong, and Bai Jin felt moved. This was not because his body was that of a woman but because she liked this kind of personality.

The two gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, seemingly ready to say something, yet unsure what to say.

"Qiuqiu, what exactly does your father do? You never told me your family had so much money!" Qian said.

Liumei and Fugui were already hugging each other, thinking about how scary that scene was just now; they nearly didn’t make it out.

"Oh, don’t mention it. My dad’s been doing business with people for years, but it hasn’t gone well, quite down and out. In recent years, I went to college, and he got into mining, suddenly becoming a nouveau riche. The first thing he thought about was me; thankfully, my friends came, or I’d be locked up by him for life!"

Qiuqiu’s dad made it clear when he locked Qiuqiu up that he wouldn’t let him out until he was ’cured.’

"Did they use electric shocks on you? I found out your dad bought electric shock equipment."

"No idea where he dug up some self-proclaimed expert from a small country, saying he could cure me, and convinced dad to buy an electric shock machine. When he asked dad to buy it, dad might not have known what it was for. He just said it was for treatment. When he got it back, dad tried it on the Tibetan mastiff out of curiosity... and well... you know."

Electric shocks are extremely painful, like having thousands of ants biting inside your veins, a pain that drives you to despair.

Though eager for his daughter to get better soon, Qiuqiu’s dad couldn’t bear to use such methods on him, holding off on agreeing to the electric shock, deciding to lock him up for a few days first, and resort to the expert later if needs be.

"I investigated that country; they have no internationally recognized psychiatric treatment institutions, so how could they have experts? It’s mostly unorthodox methods. Last year, the international authoritative psychiatric organization already publicly criticized them. Yet your dad trusts them!"

Qian found it incredible. Although domestic psychological treatment didn’t start early, it wasn’t as ignorant as to this extent. Qiuqiu’s dad searched internationally and found the worst place, unaccepted by reputable institutions. What kind of expert was that?

"More like a quack!"

"Who knows what he’s thinking, he didn’t care much about me for the last few years. Suddenly this year, he’s gone crazy, wanting me to become ’normal!’ I now feel I’m fine, he’s the one who’s not normal... You’re actually Baihe!"

Qiuqiu was surprised that the journalist was his well-connected online friend.

Qiuqiu rescued many girls, helping so many people with his unique physical condition. While he hadn’t found personal affection among those he helped, he was saved by Bai Jin this time.

Fugui asked Qiuqiu a few questions, doing a simple psychological test to check whether he’d suffered any psychological harm from the incident and needed intervention, and Qian added a few more.

Fortunately, although Qiuqiu’s dad forcefully brought him back, he hadn’t allowed that so-called ’expert’ to brutally treat Qiuqiu, so Qiuqiu had no psychological shadows.

Qian’s contribution was crucial in the whole incident, not only rallying everyone to give Qiuqiu great psychological comfort, easing the fear brought by this most unpleasant experience, but more importantly, she arrived just in time.

If she had been a little later, Qiuqiu’s dad would have been brainwashed by that fake expert, ready to force treatment on Qiuqiu under the guise of love.

Now Qiuqiu just ate a stomach full of boiled cabbage and sweated a little, everything else is fine.

Qian’s plan was to rescue him and leave immediately, as staying in a foreign place with any drama would be unsafe.

The group directly took the ambulance to the airport, and as Qian stepped out of the vehicle, she saw someone walking out of the airport. She blinked, thinking this person looked so much like her Xiaoqiang.

Perhaps not seeing him for a few days made her hallucinate?

As that person came closer, he gently touched her hair, making her realize it was indeed her Erha Xiaoqiang!!!

"How come you...?!" Qian still hadn’t reacted, as Yu Minglang, whom she hadn’t seen for days, suddenly appeared!

The others also wore baffled expressions.

Totally clueless about how Yu Minglang showed up here.

"I just got off the plane when my brother called, saying you were here, so I came."

Nothing was more reassuring than seeing Yu Minglang. Seeing him felt like spring blossoming, all the tension she felt earlier completely relaxed.

Not seeing him for a few days, he had tanned a bit, his sharp aura undiminished, as Qian leaned on his side, he immediately held Qian’s hand.

"Is everything resolved?" Yu Minglang’s gaze rested on Qiuqiu, who seemed quite wretched and didn’t smell great, but his spirit was decent.

"It’s a little different from what I imagined, slightly flawed, but the result is okay."

Qian originally didn’t want to escape this way, but things reached that point, without running Qiuqiu would suffer.

"It’s alright, I’m here, let’s buy a ticket and go home."

Yu Minglang was about to take Qian and the others away when suddenly there came a commotion from behind.

"That’s them! Don’t let them get away!"

Qian and Yu Minglang exchanged a glance, and saw several big guys getting off a van, all large and robust, though upon closer inspection, several had wounds on their faces—they were the ones who just clashed with Qian and the others!

Besides them, there were others.

Yu Minglang raised an eyebrow, "More pursuers? Honey, you didn’t finish things cleanly today."

"If I finished cleanly, what would I need you for?" Qian glanced at him sideways, full of swagger.