Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life

Chapter 1179 - 1168: When the Daughter Is the Supporting Character, and the Younger Sister Is the Heroine

Ye Changfeng’s funeral was grand, and some people had already heard the rumors. They cast unusual glances at Ye Yun, who was crying uncontrollably at the funeral scene.

Ye Yun now had no time to take into account those glances; she only knew that her only support to stop Ye Qiu was gone. How should she proceed in the future?

Although she had her husband’s support, the cold looks from her father-in-law and mother-in-law when they came to pay their respects still chilled and scared her.

"Don’t be sad, I will always support you," Zhang Beichen quietly held her hand. His warm, strong palm gave her confidence.

She couldn’t admit defeat, and she hadn’t lost yet. The Zhang Family wouldn’t collapse so easily. She had so much prophetic knowledge that she couldn’t utilize at the time, but Beichen definitely could.

Three days later, at West City Prison, Ye Qiu came to see Mei Chunli.

"What are you here for?" Mei Chunli looked at her, listless.

"To tell you some news and to give you a letter."

"What kind of letter?"

"My father wrote it for you."

Mei Chunli frowned: "Then why didn’t your father come himself?"

"Did Ye Yun not tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

Ye Qiu stared directly into her eyes: "My father passed away just five days ago, and it’s very likely Ye Yun angered him to death."

"What did you say?" Mei Chunli suddenly became agitated, "Your father wasn’t well, but he was always stable. How could he pass away? What’s it got to do with Ye Yun?"

"I know you have issues with me, and you probably won’t believe whatever I say, but the fact is, that day Ye Yun went into my father’s ward. The surveillance showed they were talking, and I don’t know what she said, but my father was highly agitated. He then fainted, and the doctors couldn’t save him," Ye Qiu calmly stated the fact.

Mei Chunli slumped down in the chair, muttering, "Impossible, this can’t be, I had it all worked out with your father. We were supposed to go to the countryside to rest when I got out. How could he heartlessly leave me first?"

"This is my father’s letter to you, and these are the assets left for you. I’ve brought the lawyer, and rest assured, I won’t embezzle any of this inheritance from you."

You..." Mei Chunli stared at Ye Qiu, speechless.

"That’s all. Sign these documents, and Lawyer Zhang will contact you after you’re released." After saying this, Ye Qiu got up to leave.

"I’m sorry." Mei Chunli stood up and shouted.

Ye Qiu stopped, finally asking the question: "May I ask why you wanted to harm me?"

Mei Chunli lowered her head in shame: "I was possessed by a ghost at the time. I only thought if you were gone, Xiao Yun could rise to prominence. I’m sorry, can you forgive me?"

"Forgive?" Ye Qiu looked at her with mockery.

"Can a mere apology erase everything? If I hadn’t been quick, I might have been gone long ago. And if you hadn’t done what you did, my father might still be alive, and your daughter wouldn’t have suffered my retaliatory strikes."

"What have you done to Xiao Yun?" Mei Chunli became panicked again.

"Your daughter always believed you were innocent and that I framed you on purpose, so after you came in, she did a lot of foolish things. She even attempted to kidnap Xiao Shu to threaten me, and tried to bribe my company’s financial personnel to report me for tax evasion. Her tactics weren’t sophisticated, but they were quite annoying. So to ensure a peaceful future, I had to act against her."

"She is your sister, your blood-related sister!" Mei Chunli shouted anxiously.

"But she never saw me as her sister." Ye Qiu looked back at her. "Aunt Mei, since you married into this family, have I ever given you trouble? When others joked about your marrying my father despite the age difference, I defended you. Then why is it that you and your daughter have to push me to the brink? Asking me to forgive her now—isn’t that unfair?"

"I..." Mei Chunli was at a loss for words, feeling a deep regret inside. Why had she ever done such things?

If she hadn’t thought about harming Ye Qiu, she wouldn’t be in prison, her husband wouldn’t be dead, and her daughter wouldn’t be so stubborn. Her daughter obviously had a bright future, but now it’s ruined because of her mistake—all her fault.

"I beg you, can I kneel to you? Spare her, she is naive, don’t hold it against her." Mei Chunli pleaded urgently.

"Aunt Mei, there’s no medicine for regret." With this, she turned and left.

Walking away, Ye Qiu couldn’t stop sneering internally. Spare her? When she died in a past life, did these people spare Ye Shu?

At that time, Ye Yun had control over the group, and Mei Chunli’s status had long changed. She didn’t believe Ye Yun wouldn’t listen to her. Yet Ye Shu was still exiled abroad and framed into drug addiction by ill-intentioned people. How come they didn’t understand compassion and tenderness then? How come they didn’t cherish blood ties?

She intended to make Mei Chunli live in regret and pain forever, after enjoying so many years of wealth truly believing herself to be the master of this house capable of anything—when she acted against her, did she ever consider the consequences?

"Beichen, we don’t need to fear Ye Qiu. I know of a project that will definitely make money." Since the funeral, Ye Yun’s state of mind had somewhat collapsed; her mind was filled with thoughts of the future.

"What project?"

Ye Yun approached him mysteriously: "I have reliable information that the land in the eastern city is likely to be demolished. We should buy a part of it in advance."

Zhang Beichen’s heart skipped a beat, his smile unnatural: "That place in the eastern city is an old district, densely populated. If the government wants to demolish, they would have to pay quite a bit in demolition fees. Why waste money on this when we could develop the northern city?"

"That’s naturally because the northern city is going to build a high-speed rail station." Ye Yun spoke to herself, not noticing the suspicion in Zhang Beichen’s eyes, "But the northern city will also be taken over, we can buy it too. And the southern city, the government will build an airport there."

The more Ye Yun spoke, the more shocked Zhang Beichen became because he knew she was right. But that’s what made it incredible—the eastern city’s development is at least three years later, the northern city’s high-speed rail station is five years, the airport is even six years later. The government might have started planning now but definitely hasn’t issued clear instructions yet. How does his wife know?

Could it be the same as him?

Deliberating for a while, Zhang Beichen still opened his mouth: "Wife, is it a rebirth?"