Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1159 - 1148: When the Daughter Is the Side Character and the Younger Sister Is the Protagonist

"Are you heading out today?" Aunt Ye Yun inquired, noticing her niece clad in athletic wear and laden with a sizable bag, her curiosity piqued.

Ye Shu offered a nod, responding, "Some friends are gathering for a hike. Aunt, would you care to join?"

"They are your friends, what would I do tagging along?" Aunt Ye Yun declined instinctively. Though not elderly, her mature demeanor made her feel she wouldn't quite mesh with the younger crowd.

"There will be others older than us there too. Many will be attending, and after the hike, we plan to fish and have a picnic. Aunt, you just returned and don't have many local acquaintances; this could be a chance to unwind and mingle," Ye Shu gently persuaded.

"Your niece makes a valid point, Xiao Yun. You haven't much keeping you occupied at home. It's better to attend than to remain secluded. They likely share similar backgrounds, and making their acquaintance could prove advantageous down the line," Ye Changfeng remarked from behind his newspaper, endorsing the outing.

The prospect genuinely appealed to Aunt Ye Yun. Her intention was to embark on her own venture, and broadening her network was undoubtedly beneficial. Furthermore, recognizing that most of Ye Shu's friends were poised to inherit family enterprises, she saw potential future utility in these connections.

It was commonly understood that forging bonds in youth yielded more enduring relationships than those cultivated later in life. As an adult, surely she could connect with these youngsters, couldn't she?

With this thought solidifying, she proceeded to change into her own sportswear, securing her hair into a high ponytail, which lent her a remarkably vibrant appearance.

"Aunt, once you step out today, the gentlemen will hardly be able to tear their eyes away from you," Ye Shu playfully teased.

Aunt Ye Yun lightly tapped her forehead, retorting, "You youngsters, where do you conjure up such notions?"

Ye Shu shot back, "Aunt, you aren't that ancient either; you're only turning eighteen next month!"

Aunt Ye Yun too registered the fact; she was merely eighteen, with her entire life stretching out before her—truly the prime of life. The realization lifted her spirits considerably.

While the aunt and niece were immersed in their conversation, a knock sounded at the door. "Ye Shu, it's me, are you ready?"

The voice belonged to a young man, and Aunt Ye Yun found it familiar, glancing over with renewed curiosity.

Upon seeing the handsome young man enter, a subtle pang of envy struck her. What inexplicable fortune allowed her niece, Xiao Shu, to encounter such a devoted, driven, and intelligent individual, while her own romantic encounters had been with scoundrels?

Yet, despite her envy, he was her niece's future fiancé. She offered a polite nod to Zhang Beichen. The Zhang family commanded a reputation equal to the Ye family's, hinting at potential future collaborations.

Ye Shu, however, displayed a slight frown upon Zhang Beichen's arrival. Due to a jest made years ago by her grandfather to the Zhang family elders, Zhang Beichen seemed to regard their engagement with undue seriousness, projecting dominance in various situations, which unsettled her.

It was evident that both she and her mother had already voiced their refusal. At the tender age of fourteen, why should thoughts of future marriage even arise? It only seemed to invite ridicule.

"Is this your little boyfriend? So dashing, I imagine he often sparks jealousy, doesn't he?" Aunt Ye Yun inquired, coincidentally echoing Ye Shu's discomfort, which inadvertently amplified Ye Shu's unease.

"Aunt, there's no connection between us, please refrain from saying such things in the future," Ye Shu patiently clarified.

Unbeknownst to Ye Shu, Aunt Ye Yun, recalling events from a previous existence, was convinced Ye Shu would eventually wed Zhang Beichen. Thus, she said without hesitation, "Why be bashful? There's no need for embarrassment; others wouldn't even get a chance to envy such a boyfriend!"

Ye Shu pouted, declaring, "I don't fancy him; whoever desires him can have him."

Aunt Ye Yun interpreted this as youthful shyness and proceeded to greet Zhang Beichen, "Hello, I'm Xiao Shu's aunt. I'll be accompanying you all today. I've recently returned from abroad and will likely need your guidance."

Aunt Ye Yun possessed considerable beauty, enhanced by her post-rebirth understanding of presentation. Her smile radiated a particular charm, and her approachable demeanor fostered an instant liking in Zhang Beichen.

"With such a lovely lady joining us, everyone's spirits will undoubtedly soar," Zhang Beichen, merely sixteen this year, immature compared to his future self, quipped playfully to Aunt Ye Yun.

Aunt Ye Yun responded with a light laugh, "I am Xiao Shu's aunt; how could you address me as 'sister'?"

Ye Shu then interjected, "Why shouldn't she? Zhang Beichen isn't considered family, so age is the logical basis for address. Aunt is only two years his senior, after all."

"Very well, call me whatever you wish. If you address me as 'aunt' like Xiao Shu does, I might feel a trifle awkward," Aunt Ye Yun conceded, unbothered, anticipating that once she and Zhang Beichen were married, her title would naturally change.

Since none of them possessed a driver's license, a chauffeur dispatched by the Zhang family conveyed them to their meeting locale. Upon arrival, a gathering of about seven or eight young men and women was already in assembly.

A discerning glance from Sister Ye Yun revealed that they were all future inheritors of prominent family businesses, prompting an internal sigh. These were individuals she had never associated with in her previous existence, yet fate, in its unpredictable fashion, had presented her with this unique opportunity to encounter them now.

Initially, a degree of reluctance permeated their attitude towards Sister Ye Yun's presence. This was primarily attributed to her relationship as Ye Shu's aunt, destined to be a mere recipient of dividends from the Ye Group, a stark contrast to their roles as direct inheritors.

However, their initial reservations were swiftly dissolved by her innate charm and remarkable intelligence. The eloquence of her speech, consistently insightful, prompted them to re-evaluate their own narrow perspectives, leading to self-reproach for their petty judgments based on superficial standards.

As peers of similar age, the realization of Ye Yun's considerable talents fostered a rapid acceptance. Some even expressed regret, given her years spent abroad, for not having had the chance to connect with her sooner.

Sister Ye Yun observed these young individuals with an underlying sense of amusement. As an adult, was she truly concerned by such minor initial discomforts? Indeed, with merely a few well-chosen words, she had seamlessly assumed a leadership role among them.

This newfound influence amplified her burgeoning desire to establish her own enterprise at an earlier juncture. Her thoughts turned towards identifying recent opportunities, keen not to let this opportune moment slip by. A measure of regret surfaced, however, as the heirs' underage status prevented them from exercising control over their family businesses, thereby offering no immediate avenues for her to exploit.

Nevertheless, cultivating these relationships held undeniable promise for future benefits. Thus, despite a lack of genuine enthusiasm for activities like hiking, fishing, or barbecuing, she maintained an outward display of patience. She skillfully leveraged her past-life experiences to impart wisdom, earning their admiration and praise.

"Sister Ye Yun, you are truly remarkable," Zhang Beichen exclaimed, his eyes alight with admiration.

"Am I?" Sister Ye Yun playfully pushed a strand of hair from her forehead. "I have merely engaged in these pastimes before. Why are you still here? Did Xiao Shu not go off to hunt for crabs?"

At the mention of Xiao Shu, a flicker of disappointment crossed Zhang Beichen's face. "Xiao Shu doesn't seem to appreciate my presence around her."

"How could that possibly be? I believe you two are a wonderful pairing!"

A glimmer of hope sparked in Zhang Beichen's eyes. "Sister Yun, do you truly believe I am a suitable match for Xiao Shu?"

"Naturally, but Xiao Shu is still quite young. Perhaps she has not yet fully recognized her feelings in this regard. Continue to put forth your best effort," Sister Ye Yun advised, offering a gesture of encouragement.