Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1381 - 1370: Refusing to Be a Tragic Heroine

"Bastard!" Back at the hotel, the more Zhang Xianwei thought about it, the angrier he got. Ye Qiu and Cheng Ruiting actually gave him no face at all. Ye Qiu had definitely latched onto Cheng Ruiting, that’s why she dared show him that attitude. And Cheng Ruiting too—was he really that desperate?

Zhang Xianwei snorted coldly. From now on, if he ever thought about Ye Qiu again, he’d be a fool. What did whatever happened to that woman have to do with him?

"Liang Feng, book me a plane ticket, I’m going back."

"Boss, there was just a heavy snow in Ming City, all flights are grounded. Do you need me to get you a high-speed rail ticket instead?"

"No." Zhang Xianwei irritably yanked off his tie. "Go out and buy me a coffee. Set a meeting for eight tonight."

"Yes."

After giving his orders, Zhang Xianwei boredly turned on the TV. Seeing it was all those melodramatic soap operas, he was about to turn it off when a line from the show suddenly made him freeze.

On TV it was a man and a woman. The woman was the male lead’s younger sister. She asked in confusion, "Bro, are you sure that kid around Sister Ruirui really isn’t your daughter? Her eyes look a lot like yours, and her age just happens to line up with when Sister Ruirui left."

Her age lines up with when she left?

Zhang Xianwei thought of that little girl who’d just spoken up for Ye Qiu. She looked two or three at most. Ye Qiu had left almost four years ago, and if you counted the pregnancy...didn’t that line up perfectly?

The moment this thought appeared, he immediately rejected it. "Impossible, absolutely impossible. That little girl clearly called Ye Qiu ’big sister.’"

But another voice in his head argued back, "But Ye Qiu’s dad has been gone for years. Her mom’s already that old, who would she be having a third child with? What if, so as not to hold Ye Qiu back, they deliberately registered the child under her mother’s name?"

Zhang Xianwei tried to recall the little girl’s face and features, only to realize he couldn’t really remember. He just remembered thinking she was a very cute, pretty kid at the time.

So he kept spinning it out. He wasn’t bad-looking himself, so his child was bound to be good-looking and cute. Couldn’t she look exactly like that?

The key thing was, he vaguely remembered that little girl had a head of small curls. He’d had curls when he was a kid too.

This wasn’t something you should dwell on. The more he thought about it, the more convinced Zhang Xianwei became that she was his biological daughter. Otherwise how could there be so many coincidences?

"So she’s been fooling me for this long." A smile tugged at Zhang Xianwei’s lips. "And she claimed she didn’t like me. If she didn’t, why would she give birth to my child? Even if Ye Qiu has now climbed up to Cheng Ruiting, the kid is still mine, and I have to bring her back to the Zhangs. As for whether Ye Qiu chooses the child or Cheng Ruiting, that’s up to her."

When Assistant Liang Feng came back, Zhang Xianwei immediately gave him a Task: "Go look into Ye Qiu’s whole family. Most importantly, check that kid—when did she first show up in the Ye Family?"

Though curious, Liang Feng couldn’t ask when it was something the boss had assigned. He could only go investigate diligently.

"Right, and try to bring back a few strands of hair. I want to do a paternity test."

Liang Feng felt like he’d just stumbled on an earth-shattering secret, but couldn’t tell anyone. It was suffocating. Still, the rich really never let him down—dog-blood drama and shockers came one after another!

Zhang Xianwei no longer rushed to return to Ming City. Every day, aside from meetings with senior management, he went out looking for traces of Ye Qiu. That was how he discovered that Ye Qiu actually did business, and even had a skill for making marinated dishes.

"So low-class." Even though the smell kept drifting into his nose and had his stomach growling, he still looked down on Ye Qiu for doing this kind of business. Especially when he heard old customers say Ye Qiu had started from a little night-market stall, he despised it even more as junk food.

At the same time, he felt that his daughter must have suffered all these years. How could she grow up in a dirty, chaotic place like a night market? How could she eat such unhealthy, non-nutritious stuff from childhood?

No matter what, he was determined to bring his daughter back to Ming City and raise her properly.

Yes, even though Assistant Liang Feng still hadn’t gotten to the bottom of things, in Zhang Xianwei’s eyes, Ye Youhuan was already his daughter, and he wouldn’t accept any refutation.

"This is the place. Miss Ye Youhuan attends this kindergarten." Assistant Liang drove the car to the front of the kindergarten. Zhang Xianwei got out slowly and immediately started nitpicking as he looked it over.

"Ye Qiu sends the kid to a kindergarten like this? She’s ruining the child."

In fact, this kindergarten wasn’t bad at all. Whether it was the teachers or the play environment, it was top-tier for this area. But the problem was that the nitpicker in question was Zhang Xianwei. When he looked down on Ye Qiu, nothing she did could be right, so naturally he felt this kindergarten wasn’t good enough for his "daughter."

"Boss, do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Yeah."

However, they were stopped outside, because they weren’t parents and didn’t have a pass; they weren’t allowed on campus.

"I’m the child’s father," Zhang Xianwei said, face dark.

The guard eyed him warily. "What’s your child’s name?"

"Ye Youhuan."

The guard checked the register again. Under the parent column for Ye Youhuan, it listed Mom, older sister, and older brother—no father. And he’d seen Ye Youhuan’s Mom before. She was that old; how could she suddenly have such a young husband?

"Sorry, there’s no record of you here. We can’t let you in." The guard still refused.

"I really am her biological father. If you don’t believe me, call her out and see. We look a lot alike."

The guard was even more on guard at that request. "Sorry, teacher, there are plenty of people in this world who look alike."

"You really don’t know how to be flexible, do you? Do you know who I am?" Zhang Xianwei snapped.

"I don’t know who you are. But, teacher, please leave, or I’ll have to call the police." The guard pulled out his baton and at the same time called his coworkers over.

"You..." Zhang Xianwei felt utterly humiliated. If this were in Ming City, who would dare talk to him like that?

"Teacher, don’t be angry. All kindergartens are like this. It’s for the children’s safety." Assistant Liang hurried to smooth things over; otherwise he felt his workload for today would multiply.

"You make a fair point." Zhang Xianwei calmed down, then sneered, "This kindergarten’s only redeeming feature is this."

The guard said nothing, but in his head he was thinking: where did this giant idiot come from? He didn’t look like a child trafficker, though. Should he contact little Ye Youhuan’s family first?

"Judging from how he’s acting, he might try to snatch the kid later. Let’s inform the principal and have the principal contact the parents."

"Okay."

Very soon, Ye Qiu received a call from the kindergarten. From their description, she thought of one person and her head started pounding.

There had to be something wrong with Zhang Xianwei. What was he doing going to look for Youhuan? Did he seriously think Youhuan was his daughter?

Given how Zhang Xianwei’s brain worked, Ye Qiu actually felt that might very well be what he thought.