Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1389 - 1378: Not a Tragic Novel Heroine

Five years later, Qiurui Luo Resort has become famous worldwide through overwhelming advertisements due to its unique design close to nature and its very comprehensive variety of flora and fauna, making people feel like they would miss out if they didn’t visit at least once in their lifetime.

Whether it’s a sunny day or a rainy day, it offers its unique scenery and has even become a must-visit spot for photographers. Especially after the self-produced theme movie was released, tickets to the resort must be pre-sold to control the crowd.

In just half a year, thanks to continuous praise, Qiurui Luo has been hailed as the world’s number one resort paradise, and Luocheng has gained widespread fame. The creators and shareholders involved in the project were thrilled to no end.

Zhang Xianwei came here alone quietly. He had recently been overwhelmed by Du Jiao and a series of company matters. Upon hearing that Ye Qiu’s resort was extremely popular, he looked at the photos and somehow decided to come without notifying anyone.

Looking at the natural environment, the leisurely animals, and the uniquely shaped flowers and plants, his mood calmed down peculiarly.

With every scenic spot he passed, his admiration for Ye Qiu grew, his heart feeling hollow because he knew he had missed a great treasure.

Even though Ye Qiu was very resistant to him that morning, he knew she had feelings for him before; otherwise, even if he were a beast, he wouldn’t have done such a thing.

He didn’t understand why Ye Qiu suddenly became a different person. Perhaps the stimulation was too great, and she didn’t want to face it anymore.

However, given his personality back then, it was impossible for him to easily let Ye Qiu go, leading to increasingly hurtful words and unreasonable actions that pushed them further apart.

Looking at the scenery before him, he couldn’t help but wonder, would the situation be different if he had given Ye Qiu enough respect back then?

Perhaps he could have helped Ye Qiu grow like Cheng Ruiting did, walking side by side down life’s road instead of watching others be happy.

In a daze, Zhang Xianwei saw a girl’s silhouette that seemed familiar, as if it was someone from a past life connected to him.

"What’s your name?" he asked, holding the child.

Ye Youhuan turned around, surprised to see her father from the past life here. She had already moved on, but seeing his confused expression, she sighed gently.

"My name is Ye Youhuan. Do you need anything, uncle?" She didn’t resist, signaling the bodyguard nearby not to act impulsively.

"Ye Youhuan?" Zhang Xianwei remembered the name, quietly asking, "Is your sister Ye Qiu?"

"Yes, I remember you. You once mistook me for your daughter."

"Yes, that was a mistake." Zhang Xianwei sighed, "I’m sorry about the past; it must have scared you, which is why you remember it so clearly! You might not believe it, but seeing your back just now, I felt familiar, as if you really were my daughter."

Hearing his words made Ye Youhuan freeze for a moment, remaining silent.

"Sorry, maybe I scared you again." Zhang Xianwei self-deprecatingly smiled, "It’s just an illusion of mine. Go ahead and enjoy; I have to leave as well."

Ye Youhuan didn’t stop him. Her identity this life was different; forcing communication would only hurt Mom. Just with his words, she felt like she could truly let go.

Watching the sunset, with the evening glow reflecting on the grass, Zhang Xianwei seemed to see a scene from a past life: a gentle, beautiful woman playing with a child on the lawn in front of a villa. But the warm scene was quickly broken. He shouted at the woman, the child shivering in the corner, family violence occurring repeatedly, and the woman’s smile fading more and more.

Zhang Xianwei turned pale, feeling he had made a grave mistake and lost something forever.

He knew the feeling was mysterious, but subconsciously sensed it was true, even though he had already had Ye Qiu, he still lost her, creating mistakes that could never be undone, with his daughter Youhuan also drifting further away.

After those fragments flashed by, Zhang Xianwei revealed a relieved smile; without him, Ye Qiu and his daughter indeed led better lives. Perhaps he was unworthy of having them!

He didn’t know if it was truly a past life or a dreamlike illusion, but Zhang Xianwei felt that all his past persistence was now meaningless. After living so many years, what exactly had he gained?

Family heritage? It was inherited.

Loved ones? Only pretending to be affectionate.

Marriage? Merely a transaction.

Family affection? Mom only cared about being the top noblewoman in Ming City.

Zhang Xianwei sighed, even his once-proud career was so fragile, ultimately needing him to trade his own being to maintain it. At thirty-five, there wasn’t anyone by his side he could pour out his heart to.

Suddenly, he found enlightenment; everything was empty. Perhaps he could do more meaningful things in the future; maybe he could start all over again?

So before anyone could react, Zhang Xianwei unexpectedly confronted Du Jiao upon returning to Ming City. As both parties were tormenting each other, it was better to free each other. To express his apology for delaying Du Jiao, he also offered to relinquish some of his interests.

His sudden decision took everyone by surprise. Initially, even they thought he was deliberately posturing or trying to force Du Jiao to relent. But when Du Jiao truly accepted, they realized he was serious.

At this point, everyone looked at him in a new light. If the Du Family withdrew investment, his losses would be considerable, even threatening his position as CEO, yet he still did it.

Afterward, he didn’t bring back any other women or illegitimate children but earnestly began engaging in philanthropy, leaving people bewildered.

Furthermore, they found Zhang Xianwei’s temper improved considerably, no longer being so arrogant, instead becoming very courteous, even smiling at ordinary employees in the company.

Everyone thought he had been stimulated by something, cautiously fearing around him, even doubling their work efficiency. But over time, they realized his temper truly improved significantly, not being so extreme in handling matters, leading everyone to cherish the hard-earned peace and ensure not to slack at work.

Zhang Xianwei laughed at the reports, realizing he had indeed made mistakes before, being easygoing wasn’t bad after all, and managing subordinates shouldn’t be solely harsh.

Moreover, he found doing more good deeds truly paid off; some major figures he had tried all means to approach now voluntarily reached out.