Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss

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Yu Minglang found it hard to control his gaze. He turned on the car's interior light & suddenly felt that she looked especially pleasing sitting in his car.

It seemed as though the co-pilot seat was meant for her, allowing him to see her beautiful face with just a sidelong glance. No one else would do.

The car light accentuated her facial features perfectly, even her ruby-like beauty mark was pleasing to the eye.

Yu Minglang suddenly remembered when he was young, and his grandmother from a family of artists was painting with a brush. He ran over, climbed onto the table, and pointed at the painting, saying that the person's face was dirty and had a spot.

His grandmother told him it was called a beauty mark, and only the moles at the center of the eyebrows or near the mouth could be called beauty marks. Especially for women, having a mole at the center of the eyebrow was an immense fortune. Moreover, only red ones could be called beauty marks, not black ones.

As he grew up, he saw a few people with beauty marks, but none was as beautiful as hers. Or maybe, it was because of her that he found the mole so beautiful. In fact, he thought this girl was beautiful all over.

Her beautiful face, beautiful mole, even her delicate appearance were all just right. However, this girl was too clever, so clever that it felt endearing. No, it was only endearing to him. This kind of clever ruthlessness, if used against others, would be terrifying. That day, she took action twice, each time more ruthless than before.

If he hadn't followed her, she would've certainly caused trouble.

What's more, Yu Minglang was quite sure that even if she got herself into trouble, no one would be able to trace it back to her. Her method was clean, swift, and ruthless, making it deadly.

"Yu Dumbass, why are you staring at me?"

"I think that in the future, you might become a menace," he honestly said. If this girl didn't walk the right path, she could harm many in the future.

A highly intelligent person who uses their brain can play a group of people to death, and they wouldn't even need to bear legal responsibility. They could just walk the line without suffering any losses.

Xiao Qian's hand holding the bamboo stick paused, instinctively wanting to hit him with it. You're the menace – you and your whole family!

But remembering the events that had unfolded between them, her hand holding the stick dropped, and she said with self-mockery:

"Yes, I'm a menace. I'm not a good person. In the future, stay away from me. The further, the better. Don't get involved with me."

Yu Minglang disliked her deliberate attempt to distance herself.

During dinner, everything seemed fine. Why did she suddenly want to break off all relations after eating?

So, he grabbed her hand holding the stick and hit his own head with it.

Xiao Qian was dumbfounded. What was going on?

"Just now, didn't you want to do this? Do you feel better after doing it?"

Even if he was hit, it was better than her treating him with such distance.

"You... are you a fool?" Xiao Qian could only say that.

"If it makes you happy, I don't mind being a fool."

Xiao Qian wanted to go and wash her hands; her attention was all scattered now.

"Yu Minglang, I'm not a good person." When the car reached her home, Xiao Qian didn't get out, but looked ahead and spoke with repression.

She didn't know if it was fate playing tricks on her, but since she returned, he caught her misdeeds almost every time.