Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1402 - 1391: The Prestigious Little Uncle

After living for fifteen years and suddenly finding out that you’re not the biological daughter of your parents, what would you think? However, Zhao Yao surprisingly felt a sense of relief. Perhaps some would say she is unfilial and ungrateful, but unless you experience the bitterness yourself, don’t advise others towards goodness. Zhao Yao expressed that she had enough of these endless days of being beaten, scolded, and despised.

But along with the relief came a wave of despair, as if neither her biological mother nor her adoptive mother cared for her; all they argued about was the girl who took her place.

It’s not that she’s overly sensitive, but having lost her for fifteen years—now that they’ve found her, shouldn’t they care a bit more?

Yet since she walked in, their gaze only lingered on her at that first moment when she opened the door. The rest of the time, they were all worried about the whereabouts of the girl named Xingyan.

A million—a number so astronomical for Zhao Yao, who couldn’t even afford a pair of sneakers. But this was merely to allow that girl to continue staying with her biological parents.

Regarding this, Zhao Yao didn’t want to comment much, just feeling that that girl was truly loved by her biological parents. But what about her adoptive parents’ attitude towards her?

She couldn’t help but sneer at herself. Why was she the one going through all this?

Moreover, her mom said that it was originally her who intentionally swapped her with that girl, meaning both her biological mother and adoptive mother loved that girl. So, what about herself?

"Pack your things and come home with us," at this moment, Ye Bai seemed to finally remember Zhao Yao, looking at her with gentle eyes.

Zhao Yao felt a slight warmth in her heart. Luckily, not everyone ignored her. At least her biological father treated her well, didn’t he? She was already very happy to leave this family.

"What’s there to pack? Everything will be replaced with new ones once you get back," Shen Huiran said directly, with a slightly furrowed brow. Although it was very subtle, Zhao Yao still heard the disdain in it.

She couldn’t help but feel a little flustered; she knew her clothes and shoes were cheap, most of them were even given by others. It was understandable that her biological mom looked down on her! After all, she looked just like a rich person.

"No need to pack your clothes and shoes, just pack your textbooks," Ye Bai added.

Zhao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, lowering her head as she walked into the room. Looking at this dim and narrow room, she unexpectedly felt a bit reluctant to leave. After all, only inside here did she have a little space of her own. As for the future, she felt uncertain.

"Feeling happy now, aren’t you? Do you think you’ve finally escaped my clutches?" Qian Lan Ya stood at the door, speaking in a tone filled with sharpness and sarcasm. No one could have imagined that such a woman used to be the belle of a university.

"Mom, I..."

"Don’t call me mom, I’m not your real mom. Didn’t you just hear? I swapped you two on purpose; I intentionally let my daughter enjoy the good life. Because you’re not my daughter, I never loved you," Qian Lan Ya said somewhat vindictively, her eyes looking a bit crazed.

Zhao Yao’s eyes reddened. No matter what Qian Lan Ya thought, in these fifteen years of her understanding, this was her real mom. Because she believed it was her real mom, she endured all grievances without resistance and slowly bore them. She thought she was understanding her mom’s struggle to earn money, but it turned out it was just intentional revenge from her mom?

"No matter how bad you are to me, I always thought you cared for me a little," said Zhao Yao, her tone choked with emotion, "So from the beginning, you never liked me?"

Qian Lan Ya pursed her lips without saying a word, her fists clenched tightly, as if enduring something.

"Mom, when I’m no longer here, take care of yourself. Don’t give all the money to Dad. Keep some for emergencies in the future. If Dad gets drunk and hits you again, don’t endure it, just call the police," Zhao Yao instructed on her own.

Before leaving, she paused with her backpack on, her voice weak as she said, "At most, I once thought about earning money and then escaping this home. I never hated you, so don’t blame yourself."

"Blame myself? Why would I blame myself?" Qian Lan Ya said, raising her voice, "Stop dreaming. Do you think I’ll feel sorry for you because of this? Never, I never have."

"Is that so?" Zhao Yao replied with a bitter smile, "Then I overthought it. Don’t worry, I won’t be a bother in front of you anymore."

Qian Lan Ya watched as Zhao Yao walked out of the house, opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn’t say a kind word.

What’s there to say? Even she knew she had gone too far. She suddenly found it hard to forgive herself. What wrong had Zhao Yao done? Why should she bear her anger from such a young age?

But she couldn’t say the words of apology. She thought that from now on Zhao Yao could be considered free, and she would lead a better life.

Yet Qian Lan Ya didn’t know that in a previous life, upon hearing the news of Zhao Yao’s death, she couldn’t believe it and couldn’t forgive herself, especially after knowing why Zhao Yao died. She was trapped in self-blame and remorse her entire life.

She not only hated herself for over a decade of cold and violent behavior toward Zhao Yao but also hated Ye Bai and Shen Huiran for not treating Zhao Yao well after taking her back.

But knowing that the root of all evil was everyone’s love for Ye Xingyan, did she hate Ye Xingyan?

No, because that’s her biological daughter!

She didn’t have the power to demand retribution from Ye Bai and Shen Huiran and certainly wouldn’t blame her biological daughter. She could only trap herself in endless regret, questioning over and over why she hadn’t treated Zhao Yao better during those years.

Mingming, she was so filial, so smart, and always obeying her words. Initially, she should have lived the best life of a rich family’s daughter. It was she who ruined her entire life, and following her, Zhao Yao hadn’t had a single good day.

She thought Zhao Yao must have struggled after returning to the Ye Family because her deliberate retaliation had turned her into a timid and meek person. Such a Zhao Yao would naturally not fit into the wealthy Ye Family.

If she had given Zhao Yao enough love back then, could she have returned to this family? Would she have refrained from doing something so extreme?

But there are no remedies for regrets in this world. If she could, she’d wish to be a good mom in the next life.

However, the next life?

Who could guarantee a next life? Who could ensure that one would remember past promises? Even if remembered, who knows if for some other reason, vows might change? After all, even doing something against moral conscience and swearing won’t necessarily bring punishment in this society.

A wrong is a wrong, and not all wrongs can be compensated for.