Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life

Chapter 1143 - 1132: Favoring Daughters Over Sons

Cao Wentao not only refused to pay back, but he also took Ye Qing back to their hometown. He believed his company’s bankruptcy was the fault of the Ye Family. Ye Qiu was so wealthy and well-connected, yet he, as a brother-in-law, didn’t want to help. If it wasn’t the Ye Family’s fault, whose fault was it?

Anyway, with the company bankrupt, he had nowhere else to go, so he stayed at his father-in-law’s house, demanding either they repay his company or support his whole family.

He either lay on the bed or the sofa all day, doing nothing, yet he loved to order people around, just like Ye Qing. Today he wanted to eat this, tomorrow something else, and if the taste was slightly off, he would criticize.

At first, it was tolerable for a few days, but gradually Han Hui couldn’t stand it. Not only did she have to take care of the child, but she also had to serve this whole big family. What did they take her for? So today, when Cao Wentao complained the soup was salty, Han Hui couldn’t help but lose her temper.

"Eat if you want, if not, get out of this house."

Cao Wentao put down his chopsticks, nonchalantly wiped his mouth: "Mom, you didn’t say this when I married Ye Qing. You said we were family now. What, Ye Qing can be picky, but I can’t? In the end, you still treat me as an outsider, or is it because I’m bankrupt now and you look down on me?"

Seeing him speak this way, Ye Qing couldn’t help but urge: "My mom didn’t mean that."

"If that’s not what she meant, then why speak to me like that? When I ran the company, your parents didn’t treat me this way. Now that I’m bankrupt, a few days in and they’re already showing their true colors?"

"My mom is just too tired these days, please understand."

"In this house, I’m the only one she snaps at. Who understands me? I went bankrupt willingly? Even if your brother helped a bit, I wouldn’t be like this. I’m starting to wonder if you did it on purpose, so I’d have nothing left, so you can manipulate me, force me into divorce?" Cao Wentao fussed uncaringly.

Han Hui was about to say they should just divorce, but Ye Qing said humbly, "I don’t have any thoughts of divorce, you’re overthinking, don’t be upset, if you don’t want to eat, we can eat out."

Cao Wentao raised an eyebrow smugly, knowing Ye Qing couldn’t leave him. No matter how much he fussed, this family had to respect him.

Watching him slam the door on his way out, Han Hui was so angry her forehead veined: "Look at his attitude! We should make Qingqing divorce him."

"Enough, what’s the point of arguing? If Qingqing divorces now, what will others think of the Ye Family?" Ye Peilin said impatiently, "Can’t you bear it?"

"You don’t do the work! Do you know how much I have to do now? I not only have to help them with the child, but also serve their whole family, what have I become?" Han Hui snapped.

"What can I do if you shout at me?" Ye Peilin threw down his chopsticks, equally frustrated, "Do you think I don’t want to hire a nanny or housekeeper? You retired early but you’re not at the age to receive a pension. My salary barely covers the family’s food and drink, and there’s still money needed for our younger son, isn’t it hard for me?"

"Then find jobs for Qingqing and her husband, I get annoyed seeing them just lounging around this house."

"Alright, I will keep an eye out."

Ye Peilin was devoted to finding jobs for his daughter and son-in-law, but unfortunately, the two didn’t care. They were used to being served and ordering others around, asking them to work for someone else wasn’t easy.

Finally, after both changed jobs twice, they finally settled. Although the pay wasn’t high, at least they didn’t have to do much work or follow the boss’s orders.

However, their salaries weren’t high, but their expenses remained high. Ye Peilin’s salary was still insufficient, and he and his wife eventually realized they might have spoiled their daughter and son-in-law too much.

But now, they were growing older, and their daughter and son-in-law were in their thirties, at the prime of their lives, how could they listen to them? So they could only swallow their grievances.

Ye Peilin also slowly began to share his wife’s chores, occasionally helping wash dishes or collecting deliveries for his daughter.

"It’s so late, you’re still ordering takeout?" On a winter night, he couldn’t help but complain.

Ye Qing, scrolling on her phone, didn’t lift her head: "I heard they’d released new products at that milk tea shop and wanted to try, Dad, what’s wrong with you getting it for me?"

"Why don’t you get it yourself?"

"Didn’t you say women shouldn’t be in the cold?"

"What about your husband?"

"He went to sleep." Ye Qing said, annoyed, "Oh Dad, why are you so troublesome? Last time when I asked Ye Qiu to get takeout, you were quite prompt, even urged him to hurry, now you’re so tedious."

"I..." Ye Peilin’s words were stifled inside him.

He couldn’t help but recall the past, where his daughter had always been this way, demanding what she needed straightaway. It was only the labor wasn’t his, so it was indifferent, even taken for granted.

Realizing that fetching takeout and deliveries could really be tiring, especially in such cold snowy weather, as the chilling wind seeped into his neck, it made him wonder if he’d truly been too harsh on his son.

"What’s with you today? Why so silent?" After finally finishing his tasks, Han Hui lay down and asked her husband.

"Qingqing, has she always been this willful? Has she never done her things by herself?"

Han Hui sighed deeply: "Maybe we did spoil her too much. Why are you asking all of a sudden?"

"Qingqing asked me to grab takeout for her today, was she always this way ordering Ye Qiu around?"

"Probably, I’ve heard it mentioned twice during disputes."

"Perhaps, we were too strict and neglectful of him."

"That’s why he’s not close to us now! Her sister-in-law met me today."

"What about?"

"It’s about the thirty thousand. What else could it be? But where would we get the money now?"

Hearing this, Ye Peilin was silent for a while. After a moment, Han Hui tentatively asked: "Should we go to Ye Qiu?"

"After how we treated him, asking him for money now, my pride can’t take it."

"Then what do you suggest?"

"Stop giving Qingqing money, make those two pay for their living expenses."

"Will they pay?"

"If they don’t, they’ll have to move out." Ye Peilin said firmly.

"Are you really willing to see Qingqing suffer?"

"I have to, if it means Cao Wentao might divorce her, all the better."

"Ah!" Han Hui sighed deeply, choosing not to say anything further. She could already foresee how their daughter and son-in-law might react when they discuss living expenses tomorrow.