Chapter 767: Chapter 741: Is There Really Such Divine Logic?
“Wait here for , and I’ll take you to the eting room after greeting soone,” Yu Minglang instructed Xiao Qian not to wander around and left her in the office.
This was Xiao Qian’s first ti in his office. She walked around and found it domineering, simple, and high-end – definitely Xiao Hei’s style.
However, she discovered a secret on the table – there was a photo of her on his desk. It was taken the first ti she stayed overnight in Yu Minglang’s house, leaning against his bed.
The photo was already a few years old, and she looked a bit naive. In this purely masculine place, her innocent photo was the softest presence. Was he keeping her company in this way when she was not around?
Xiao Qian put down the photo, rembering that Yu Minglang had asked her to take wedding photos before. She had refused, thinking the photos would be silly and that the photographer would make them pose awkwardly. But now she thought that after dealing with Old Mai’s issue, they should take a proper set of wedding photos.
“Xiao i, co with ,” he said, opening the door and nodding to Xiao Qian.
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A mont that could change everything was approaching.
There were many eting rooms in the Yu Clan, but only one was special and only used for important occasions, hosting the company’s top executives. There were high-tech communication devices inside for video calls, and everything said in the room would be top-secret and never leaked.
Today, this mysterious place was opened for Xiao Qian.
Xiao Qian followed Yu Minglang in. There were guards at the door, all from the Yu Clan’s elite security.
Inside was a wall of video phones, a conference table below them, and two other people in the room who knew about the operation, aside from Yu Minglang and Xiao Qian.
Yu Minglang led Xiao Qian to the equipnt and spoke to the person on the screen.
“I brought her here.”
Xiao Qian wasn’t sure about the uncle’s position on the other side of the screen, but she could guess. If it were anyone else, they would have been nervous by now, but Boss Qian was a worldly person and only showed the appropriate respect when dealing with soone of that caliber.
“I heard you have important information to share with ?” the man said.
“Yes, I’m psychologist Chen Xiaoqian, One’s wife. I know it’s unconventional to see you directly, but this matter has significant ramifications, and I want to communicate directly with you to avoid any unnecessary trouble for us.”
“I have heard from One about your opinion. Although your inference is logical, it’s still just a guess. I want to know the specific basis for your judgnt.”
This was indeed a special case – Song Qingwu had sought out Xiao Qian directly, and it would be inappropriate not to involve her.
Moreover, Yu Minglang had just vouched for Xiao Qian to this person, saying that her information was very useful. So he wanted to give Xiao Qian a chance to explain herself.
“I am a psychologist, and our profession has a confidentiality rule. One doesn’t tell about anything from his work at ho. I shouldn’t be telling you about my patients’ situations either, but this matter involves the group’s security, so I’m willing to break the rule once and tell you that I have information of Song Qingwu’s previous visits to psychologists. He confided his sexual orientation and his feelings for Mai Hadi to other psychologists.”
Since they couldn’t ntion the rebirth, they used the psychologist’s codes of conduct as a logical explanation. Xiao Qian’s ability to provide just enough information without violating the rules would make people believe her words.
“Tell about your plan,” the man seed convinced.
“Before I share my plan, I want to declare that One never tells about these things at ho. I know about Mai Hadi and Song Qingwu’s identity through my own network. My husband didn’t say anything.”
The man laughed.
“I understand. Continue.”
These two really were amusing. Just now, One had vouched for his wife, and now she fiercely defended her husband. Their relationship was good, and Old Yu was lucky to have such sensible children and daughter-in-law. How co he didn’t have such a good son and daughter-in-law…
“Song Qingwu ca to for personal reasons, probably out of jealousy. He wants dead, but getting killed on my husband’s turf won’t be easy. However, if soone protects and drives Song Qingwu away, he might cause problems in the future due to his narrow-minded nature. That would be troubleso.”
Xiao Qian first analyzed the situation in the simplest and most direct way. The man wanted to laugh but had to maintain a serious expression.
This little girl understood matters well but was too blunt, unfamiliar with subtlety.
“You don’t have to be afraid of threats from the evil forces.”
“I believe my man can protect , but I think we can handle this issue differently, turning a bad situation into a good one.”
“Oh?”
“Song Qingwu is very curious about and wants to know what kind of person could make Old Mai fall for them. So, he’ll study my character while trying to harm . I want to offer him so Ingratiation Therapy, to negotiate terms.”
“There is no such thing as Ingratiation Therapy in psychological treatnts.” Did this little girl dare to lie, thinking others didn’t understand psychology? Sorry, but so people had studied it on their own!
“You know your stuff, and trying to deceive you is not easy. You’re right; there is no Ingratiation Therapy; I made it up. But I want to clarify that I’m a qualified professional, just like I can tell that you’ve had terrible sleep lately.”
“Hahaha, tell about your self-created therapy.” It was true that the man hadn’t slept well in days, and no dication had helped – he indeed had headaches.
Yu Minglang stood by in a standard posture with a serious expression, but in his heart, he was amused.
He really didn’t need to worry – his wife, Qian Bao, faced any leader with a blunt approach, using her knowledge to stun them. On top of that, when handling big tasks, she had the additional ability to flatter, sweet-talking people like a pro.
“My self-created Ingratiation Therapy boils down to following Song Qingwu’s wishes. Doesn’t he like Old Mai? Then I’ll help him get Old Mai. If I help him get what he couldn’t obtain himself, would he still want to harm ? Furthermore, would he dare to co to us and cause trouble after helping Old Mai take over the business? Even if he dares, I have ways to brainwash Old Mai and make him influence Song Qingwu to deal with the neighbors that don’t have a good relationship with us instead of ssing around in our house!”
Who would have thought such divine logic would work!
The man widened his eyes in disbelief. Could it really work?
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