Xiao Qian immediately knew what was going on.
A young couple was dating, and they encountered a mischievous kid throwing a double-shot firecracker. It was dangerous.
Just as Xiao Qian was thinking about it, she saw a few more plumes of smoke nearby. The seemingly peaceful park was disrupted by a mischievous kid!
"My goodness, this kid is ruthless!" Qiao Zhen, who came to find the young boss, saw a little boy around ten years old throwing a double-shot firecracker.
He saw the young boss chasing after the kid, catching him, and giving him a stern lecture.
"There's another one, I'll take care of him. If I say something, it might scare him," said Yu Minglang, worried about the hiding child. The mischievous kid was too close to her.
Yu Minglang put away his briefcase and adjusted his posture. After all, it was just a matter of giving a few naughty kids a talking-to.
"Our negotiation is starting soon, don't be late," warned the secretary, feeling dizzy.
Usually, the young boss didn't meddle in other people's affairs. What was going on today?
Having finished feeding the cat, Xiao Qian stood up and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, two whizzes of wind grazed her hair and fell to the ground. The hiding mischievous child saw his companion being dealt with and was frightened. He tried to get rid of the remaining double-shot firecracker, but Yu Minglang timely threw a stone, knocking it away. Xiao Qian was safe.
As Xiao Qian saw him walking towards her, she felt a sudden chill on her hands and looked down, speechless.
Did Yu really have to be so insistent on giving her herbal plaster?
He had even taken advantage of the situation to slip another herbal plaster to her!
Could it be that he gave her the plaster because he saw that she hadn't put one on...?!
In Xiao Qian's mind, Yu Minglang's icy expression instantly turned into a giant dog skin herbal plaster. This guy was really persistent.
Yu Minglang withdrew his hand and turned to leave. "Be careful. It's a good thing I'm quick."
This sentence lingered in her ears, "quick..."
Her face suddenly turned slightly red, and a thought crossed her mind: not only were Yu Minglang's hands quick, but his waist was also strong... Ah, what was she thinking?!
She got up and walked further away, as the secretary's whispering inquiry reached her ears.
"Young Boss, you're still as skilled as before!" How was there such a big difference between both of them, who had been in the military?
Yu Minglang did not answer and just walked away quickly.
Xiao Qian hooked her lips up and murmured a word.
"One."
Codename, One.
That was what he had told her in their past life. Back then, when they were very close, she would watch military dramas and ask out of curiosity. He had returned to take over the family business after serving in the military, and she asked if he had a codename, like everyone else.
He said he did: One.
Then she bought several bottles of perfume with the same name and laughed at him, asking if he was effeminate, that's why he used a perfume name as a codename.
But she never would have imagined that behind that seemingly simple story lay a much more exciting tale.
When he was young, he had been so outstanding. That name represented being number one.
But... Xiao Qian looked down at the herbal plaster in her hand, her face showing a mixture of annoyance and helplessness.
"Just like in our past life, this dog skin herbal plaster sticks to me and won't let go. Unbelievable."
Her foot seemed to hurt more as she gripped the plaster. Xiao Qian walked to the next intersection, sat down on the roadside, tore open the plaster, stuck it on her ankle, and muttered to herself.
"In our past life, you made me buy so many bottles of perfume, all for nothing. This plaster is your compensation; I won't remember your good deeds."
The effect of the herbal plaster was real and strong. As soon as she put it on, she felt a burning sensation. Yu Minglang, perhaps she would never have the chance to see you again...