Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1164 - 1153: When the Daughter Is the Supporting Role and the Younger Sister Is the Protagonist

Ye Yun's stunning presence immediately captivated everyone, drawing envious gazes from the young men towards Zhang Beichen.

A mix of pride and unease surged through Zhang Beichen as he noticed the indiscriminate attention Ye Yun received. A strange possessiveness bloomed within him; he found he didn't want so many men looking at Ye Yun while she was beside him.

"So, do I make you proud today, Sister Yun?" Ye Yun inquired, her arm looping through Zhang Beichen’s. Due to the venue's clamor, she leaned in close, her voice a whisper near his ear.

A delicate, unique floral scent enveloped him, sending a flutter through Zhang Beichen's heart, his ears betraying his composure with a blush.

Ye Yun’s appearance was like a radiant diamond amidst a scatter of ordinary stones, an irresistible magnet for the male gaze. Some merely dared furtive glances, while others, brimming with confidence, approached with drinks in hand, eager to offer toasts.

Witnessing these familiar male classmates gravitate towards her made Zhang Beichen uncomfortable. However, each of Ye Yun's rejections brought a renewed sense of happiness.

"So many people have invited me for a drink, yet you haven't?" Ye Yun's smile was playful.

As if under a spell, Zhang Beichen procured two glasses of wine from a passing servant. The moment the liquid touched his throat, a burning sensation ignited within him.

Just then, the hall's music swelled, and he offered Ye Yun a slight smile. "Beautiful lady, may I perhaps have the honor of a dance?"

Ye Yun's heart skipped a beat, and she gracefully extended her hand to his.

A perfect pair, they moved and twirled as if two brilliant pearls gracing the dance floor. In that shared moment, their eyes met, oblivious to the others around them. Ye Yun could feel a distinct warmth spreading from where Zhang Beichen's hand rested on her back, a warmth she fortunately didn't fully betray, thanks to the gown's protective tassel and the dim ambiance of the hall.

A fleeting sense of shame washed over her; she was dangerously close to falling for her future niece’s fiancé.

Following the dance, a fresh wave of male classmates approached seeking her hand for another dance, but each was politely, yet firmly, turned away by Zhang Beichen.

Ye Yun chuckled once more. "Earlier, you were asking why I wasn't looking for a boyfriend, and now you've blocked every single suitor I have."

Zhang Beichen’s gaze deepened as he met her eyes. "None of these men are worthy of you."

Taken aback, Ye Yun quickly averted her gaze, reaching for another glass of wine to conceal her swirling emotions.

During the car ride back, a sense of intoxication permeated her. Otherwise, why had she not refused when Zhang Beichen suddenly stopped the car midway and kissed her?

Zhang Beichen’s kiss was undeniably new to the experience, yet Ye Yun found herself completely captivated. Then, a sudden jolt of awareness, like waking from a dream, made her push him away.

"No, we cannot do this," she insisted, forcing a calm demeanor as she looked out the window.

"Why not?" Zhang Beichen's eyes blazed as he held her gaze. "I know you feel it too."

"But you are Xiao Shu's fiancé."

"That was merely a jest among the adults."

"However, you like Xiao Shu."

"I don't," Zhang Beichen declared, unbuckling Ye Yun's seatbelt and gently forcing her to face him. "I was mistaken before, swayed by the adults' playful remarks. I mistook it for affection, but only today have I truly understood what genuine affection feels like."

"Still, this is not right," Ye Yun protested, pulling away from his grasp and fumbling for the door handle, only to find it locked. "Let me out."

"No, you'll leave the moment I open it. I won't do that until we resolve this," Zhang Beichen replied. At this moment, he seemed less like a nineteen-year-old boy and more like a determined man set on winning the woman he loved.

"Our generations are disparate."

"We're not related by blood, so what difference does that make?"

"But I am older than you."

"Only by two years, so what? They say a woman who is three years older is like holding a golden brick. I finally grasp the wisdom in that saying. Xiao Yun, will you be my girlfriend?"

Ye Yun noted the subtle shift in Zhang Beichen's address; he had previously called her Sister Yun.

"Why the silence? I know you feel something for me too. Earlier, when I kissed you, you didn't pull away." Zhang Beichen moved closer, his breath caressing her cheek.

His forthrightness brought a blush to Ye Yun's face, and she stammered, "I... I was simply intoxicated."

"Who are you trying to fool, a child?!" Zhang Beichen let out a soft chuckle, gently turning her head back towards him before deepening the kiss.

Initially, Ye Yun offered resistance, but with his progressively skillful advances, she found her resolve weakening, melting under his passionate touch like soft butter.

A light rain had fallen earlier in the day, leaving the evening breeze with a slight chill against the summer heat. Leaning against the car's hood, enveloped in Zhang Beichen's arms, Ye Yun's brow furrowed. "Aren't we wronging Xiao Shu by doing this?"

"Don't dwell on it," Zhang Beichen murmured, toying with the tassel on her dress. "What's wrong with it? It's not as if I've officially committed to Xiao Shu."

"But wouldn't it seem strange? The elders at home will never approve."

"No, they absolutely will."

"Why do you say that?"

"Why do you think the elders brought up that topic in the first place? Wasn’t it to cement our alliance through a future marriage? I am the son of the Zhang Family, and you are the daughter of the Ye Family. Isn’t that a perfect match?"

"But I am not the heir to the Ye Group," Ye Yun stated with a hint of self-deprecation.

"So what? To me, you are a thousand times better than Ye Shu. Who else at your age could have established such a massive company? My parents would be absolutely delighted to welcome such an outstanding daughter-in-law."

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely serious."

Ye Yun could not help but be swayed. Zhang Beichen was truly a remarkable individual, and her past life experiences had clearly shown how well he had treated Ye Shu.

Recalling her previous marriage to Ye Shu brought a pang of unease, yet aside from that, she couldn't identify another man who would love her with such intensity and remain faithful.

She acknowledged that it felt somewhat ignoble to usurp her niece's intended husband, but she hadn't actively sought this outcome; Zhang Beichen's persistent pursuit had simply been too overwhelming.

As Zhang Beichen himself implied, his prior affections for Ye Shu might have been influenced by the elders' suggestions, a fact corroborated by their interactions in her previous life.

How could a man as possessive yet charmingly unconventional as he be so formally distant with the woman he supposedly adored? In her past life, she had certainly never witnessed the passionate romance between Zhang Beichen and Ye Shu.

Conversely, in this current life, he showered her with ardent affection. Therefore, she wasn't the cause of their failed union; she had merely facilitated Beichen's discovery of his true love.

Without Beichen's involvement, Xiao Shu would undoubtedly find her own true love eventually. Wouldn't that be the ideal outcome for everyone involved?

Her only regret now was why she had maintained such a distance from Beichen in her previous life. If they had connected earlier, perhaps they would have ended up together even back then.