Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1428 - 1417: The Prestigious Family’s Younger Uncle

Whether there will be gratitude in return from Qian Lan Ya’s daughter in the future is uncertain, but after hearing Ye Xingyan’s request, the joy of having her daughter visit turned into discomfort, as if she only came to Qian Lan Ya when she needed something.

Nevertheless, as her biological daughter, Qian Lan Ya was very tolerant and didn’t want to think ill of her. She spoke kindly, "How come Shen Huiran and the others let a child like you go out to raise money? Wouldn’t it be easier with their connections? Are you being mistreated?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? What can you know? Go back and talk to your husband as soon as possible. If it wasn’t urgent, we wouldn’t have come to you, and we won’t deceive you." Ye Xingyan said irritably.

Qian Lan Ya felt a chill in her heart and whispered, "Xingyan, that’s your father."

Ye Xingyan sneered, "I don’t have a father who has been to prison."

Qian Lan Ya looked at her daughter’s attitude and had countless things she wanted to say, but her intuition told her that her daughter wouldn’t understand. Although she resented Zhao Pengfei for not being motivated after his release, he went to that company for their sake, risking everything for them, only to find out later that the boss was insidious.

Anyone can criticize her husband, but she and her daughter cannot. However, since she selfishly took her daughter away from his side for so many years, she couldn’t bring herself to reprimand her daughter.

"Xingyan, come home with me for dinner tonight. I’ll cook for you and introduce you to your siblings."

Ye Xingyan instinctively wanted to refuse, but remembering that the money hadn’t been secured yet, she didn’t want to create a scene, so she nodded in agreement.

After getting the money back then, Qian Lan Ya moved into a bigger house. The home was now decently decorated, not enough to embarrass Ye Xingyan.

"Mom, where’s my fried chicken?" A somewhat impatient voice rang out. Ye Xingyan saw a figure even chubbier than Ye Xingyun charging like a cannonball. Fearing she might be knocked over, she stepped back a few steps.

Qian Lan Ya frowned, "Can you stop running like this at home? The downstairs neighbors have complained several times."

Zhao Tian ignored her, self-righteously, "This is my own home. What’s it to them? I insist on jumping." He then jumped a few times vigorously, looking particularly satisfied.

Ye Xingyan frowned more deeply than Qian Lan Ya, unwilling to admit that this impolite and crude person was her blood-related younger brother!

"Who is she? Why is she in our house?" Zhao Tian didn’t like the way Ye Xingyan looked at him, asking with a guarded look, even giving her a glare. Ye Xingyan wasn’t one to tolerate being glared at, and returned the glare without hesitation.

"This is your sister, Xiao Tian, quickly say hello to your sister." Qian Lan Ya introduced him warmly, oblivious to the undercurrents between her two children.

"I’ve never met her. She’s not my sister. My sister is Zhao Yao." Zhao Tian didn’t like Ye Yao, but he rejected Ye Xingyan even more. He grinned maliciously, "Being my sister means doing things for me. Whatever I ask her to do, she does?"

"In your dreams." Ye Xingyan sneered, "As if I’d help you with anything? Even Ye Yao wouldn’t give you a second glance now."

Zhao Tian knew Ye Yao was living well now, but being reminded by Ye Xingyan made him even more frustrated. He moved to kick her out, "Since you’re not my sister, what are you doing at my house? This is my house, get out!"

"Xiao Tian!" Qian Lan Ya scolded, "Stop making trouble, go to your room to do your homework."

"I won’t. Mom, are you going to bring her back? I don’t want to live with her."

"Do you think I want to live with you? What are you proud of? If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be living in such a nice house!"

Hearing this, Qian Lan Ya felt uncomfortable, but it was the truth, making her unable to refute it.

"Xiao Tian, behave. Mom will take you out to eat tomorrow. As long as you’re good today, Mom will agree to anything tomorrow." Qian Lan Ya compromised with her son, knowing that her daughter rarely came back, at least she would share a meal at home. Calming her son was key.

Zhao Tian indeed stopped fussing, "Promise me you will."

"When has Mom ever lied to you?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Tian gave Ye Xingyan another glare but finally returned to his room.

Ye Xingyan watched his back with a frown, "You’re spoiling him too much."

Though her relationship with Ye Xingyun was also just so-so, she had to admit Ye Xingyun was much better mannered than Zhao Tian. At least he wouldn’t throw such tantrums and make unreasonable demands.

Qian Lan Ya awkwardly replied, "We didn’t live well before, and he was wronged, so now I want to treat him better."

Ye Xingyan thought, Ye Yao lived even worse before, yet she didn’t behave this way. She secretly decided to minimize contact with this side once she got the money, to avoid future trouble. She wouldn’t acknowledge such a brother.

"What do you want to eat?" Qian Lan Ya asked eagerly, "Mom will make it for you."

"Anything, I won’t eat much." Ye Xingyan privately sneered, feeling she probably couldn’t eat at all, she simply didn’t name any dish.

But Qian Lan Ya thought she was being considerate and smiled more cheerfully, "You sit first, Mom will wash some fruit for you and make a few signature dishes."

While Qian Lan Ya cooked in the kitchen, Zhao Pengfei came back. Seeing the daughter who bore five similarities to him, he felt at a loss, hurriedly extinguishing the cigarette butt.

"Xingyan’s here, I’m your dad." He wanted to sit next to her, saw the ash on him, quickly patted it off, and finally sat beside her, "Why aren’t you eating fruit? Dad will peel an apple for you!"

"No need, I don’t like apples." Ye Xingyan smiled faintly in refusal, looking at Zhao Pengfei with indifference. She didn’t usually eat domestically available fruits, and even when she did, she definitely wouldn’t eat one peeled by Zhao Pengfei.

To Ye Xingyan, Zhao Pengfei was a stain in her life, one she could never wash away. She refused to acknowledge a father who had been in prison.

Perhaps sensing her rejection, Zhao Pengfei became more uneasy, "Sit tight, I’ll go help your mom cook."

In fact, since his release from prison, Zhao Pengfei had rarely been this diligent and seldom came home for meals. Had it not been for the message from Qian Lan Ya, he certainly wouldn’t have come back so early, let alone help in the kitchen.

"Why did Xingyan suddenly come over?" He reignited his cigarette as he stood in the kitchen.

Qian Lan Ya frowned but didn’t stop him, "She said Ye Bai and Shen Huiran asked her to borrow some money from us for a while."

"They’re asking us to borrow money?" Zhao Pengfei sneered, "Did they finally run into trouble? Or do they regret giving us the money and want it back?"