Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss-Chapter 545 - 519: Countering the Routine

"It’s you?"

The anxious Chen Lin saw someone walk in, and upon a closer look, it was Yu Minglang.

This handsome young man with an uncommonly refined demeanor left a strong impression on Chen Lin. He didn’t dare to cause trouble for Jia Xiufang previously, partly due to Yu Minglang.

After Jia Xiufang and Chen Lin’s divorce case ended, Yu Minglang appeared at the court entrance and split a brick with his bare hands, successfully intimidating Chen Lin.

Chen Lin only knew that Qian had an impressive boyfriend, but didn’t expect such a terrifying background from him. Seeing Yu Minglang made his heart tense up instantly.

Yu Minglang strode in confidently, pulled out a chair and sat across from Chen Lin, his gaze alone made Chen Lin’s heart race.

The last time he saw Yu Minglang, he hadn’t been as imposing as he was now. In this confined space, Chen Lin felt especially apprehensive.

Yu Minglang didn’t speak, but simply looked sharply at Chen Lin, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Where’s Xiufang? I want to see Xiufang! Or... you can bring Qian here." Under Yu Minglang’s intimidating stare, Chen Lin was scared, feeling that if he didn’t speak up, Yu Minglang’s aura alone would crush him. So he quickly made his request.

He would rather face Jia Xiufang and Qian than the fierce Yu Minglang. Faced with Yu Minglang’s piercing gaze, he felt as though he’d died several times.

"Qian? Who’s Qian?" Yu Minglang casually crossed his legs, his slow movements exuding an immense pressure, surrounded by a penetrating chill, which intensified hearing the scum father mention his beloved’s name.

"She’s my daughter... she’s..." Chen Lin couldn’t go on, as Yu Minglang suddenly laughed, expressionless.

But this laugh was chilling, more terrifying than when he wasn’t smiling.

"Daughter?" Yu Minglang asked sarcastically, "In your heart, did you ever treat her like your daughter? Did you give her even a shred of fatherly love?"

Chen Lin was too scared to speak, remembering Yu Minglang’s brick-splitting move. He feared saying anything wrong, and that Yu Minglang might treat him like a brick.

"Though people who favor sons over daughters are plentiful, what you’ve done goes beyond simple favoritism. I truly question whether you’re her biological father, because finding such a scummy father is rare indeed. Even beasts show filial affection. Do you?"

"I, I’m her real father!" Chen Lin’s eyes darted around, unable to respond directly. He feared if he didn’t emphasize this, Yu Minglang might kill him.

"Heh, truly didn’t see that. I’ve encountered many bad people, among them some vicious types, but even they display a hint of remorse towards their family, especially their children. Fathers like you, who hide their child’s acceptance letters, initially attempt to marry their daughters off to scum, and now pull this stunt, I’ve never seen one quite like you."

Yu Minglang was not courteous to Chen Lin, his attitude towards those around Qian was particularly direct.

Whoever treats his woman well, he reciprocates; whoever bullies Qian, he opposes, even if it’s her own father!

"I was wrong! Please give me a chance, I beg you!"

Under Yu Minglang’s great intimidation, Chen Lin lost his last mental defenses, his knees buckling as he was about to kneel, but Yu Minglang extended his leg to obstruct him.

"You sound pitiful, but your actions are far from it. So, what’s your plan?"

"Plan..." Chen Lin froze, Yu Minglang casually pulled out his baton from his waist, demonstrating its usage by swinging it around in the room.

Yu Minglang played with it expertly, the sound of it slicing through the air made Chen Lin shiver at the thought of how it might feel against his own skin, making his teeth chatter nervously.

"What do you propose, I, I won’t bother the mother and daughter again! Spare me please, for Qian’s sake, I really love my daughter."

"Oh? A loving father-daughter bond?" Yu Minglang stopped his baton play, pressing it against Chen Lin’s shoulder, not using force but exerting an overwhelming intimidation.

"Yes, yes! I have a deep bond with her; she’s my daughter. I care for her deeply. On her behalf, don’t trouble me."

"Since it’s deep, she owes me 30,000 yuan. Will you pay it back?" Yu Minglang deliberately asked.

"Money?! Aren’t you two a couple?" Chen Lin didn’t grasp Yu Minglang’s game.

"We were before, but not anymore. She borrowed 30,000 yuan for school from me then, since you claim to care about her, you’ll pay her debt."

"But I don’t have money..."

"My brother runs a business, you can work there for free for two years, repaying the debt. We’ll cover food and board, but no cash. How about it?"

"This..."

Chen Lin hesitated.

He figured such a crowd wasn’t here for Jia Xiufang’s sake, but rather due to that troublesome Chen Xiaoqian outside. This man was here to collect a debt!

Chen Lin wanted to exploit Qian, but Yu Minglang flipped the script!

"Think it over, free labor for two years, or I won’t trouble you nor her, otherwise..."

Chen Lin didn’t want to follow Yu Minglang’s two-year free labor pitch, claiming food and board equated to prison without pay!

Moreover, why should he endure such a price for the sake of that wild child Chen Xiaoqian?

Yu Minglang awaited Chen Lin’s answer, which directly impacted Chen Lin’s future, serving as his final chance offered by Yu Minglang.

Yet Chen Lin didn’t seize this chance, he only smiled flatteringly, nodding and bowing to Yu Minglang, fawningly suggesting.

"I have a better idea—guaranteed you’ll get your money back in less than two years."

"Oh?" Yu Minglang squinted.

"I have a friend who’s a team leader at Night Shanghai. If I send the girl there, you know she’s pretty, she’ll pay off the debt in no time!"

Yu Minglang’s gaze could kill, yet Chen Lin, unaware of Yu Minglang’s expression or clenched fists, continued with what he considered a solid plan.

"We could do this, send Chen Xiaoqian inside and have her mother pay. Her mother has money now, wanting to save her daughter, she’ll surely fork it over. Even if she doesn’t, it doesn’t matter, Qian’er is good-looking, plenty of big bosses would gladly sponsor her; 30,000 yuan is just a matter of a week or two. If not a club, then a sauna. By then—"

Bang!

Chen Lin couldn’t finish, Yu Minglang’s baton shattered one of his glass windows.

"You’re unworthy of being her father," Yu Minglang said furiously yet relieved.

Not letting Qian in was the right choice; Chen Lin’s vile attitude should not be seen by his treasure, not wanting another scar on her heart.

So be it, dealing with this villain is his task now.