Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1552 - 1541: Scumbag’s Redemption

The villa thing wasn’t something Ye Qiu suddenly made up on the spot—he really had been paying attention before. Compared with an apartment complex, of course a standalone villa is much more comfortable to live in.

He’d asked the developer before; the villa he’d taken a fancy to had actually already been reserved by someone else earlier, but that buyer later couldn’t come up with the money, so this one ended up back on the market.

The next day, Mei Ya went to view the place with him. The villas here were basically all already finely decorated. People who live in villas aren’t short of money, so while the materials weren’t top-of-the-line, they were still decent. You could practically move in with just your bags.

As for formaldehyde, the levels had never been over the limit in the tests, and the place had been sitting empty for more than half a year. On top of that, villas are well ventilated and there’s plenty of greenery around, so it pretty much wasn’t an issue.

Mei Ya basically fell in love with it as soon as she walked in. Ye Qiu noticed that, then went to negotiate with the property manager; they quickly settled on a price and locked it in.

The villa prices here aren’t low, and his company is still growing, so Ye Qiu only paid the down payment, and the mortgage pressure is pretty big. But he has a lot of confidence in his designs, so even with high interest rates he doesn’t care. Worst case, after a couple of years when he’s flush, he’ll just pay it off in one go.

After Ye Qiu and Mei Ya paid and signed the contract, they brought Jiang Xiuqing and Xinrui over to take a look. Grandma and granddaughter both loved it, especially Jiang Xiuqing—she’d already planned out that patch of lawn in the back, saying she could plant some scallions and chives there. Autumn was just around the corner, so she could sow coriander, radishes, spinach and so on, and later down the line, Chinese cabbage, broccoli, etc. She was practically itching to get started, urging Ye Qiu to move as soon as possible.

So when Gao Yanyan came again hoping to "run into" Ye Qiu, she instead saw the sight of his whole family moving house, and her face instantly darkened a few shades.

What was this? Was he deliberately moving just to avoid her?

She trailed after the moving company to the villa district, only to find she couldn’t get in at all. She stomped her foot in frustration.

The housing prices here aren’t the highest in the city, but because the villa area is huge, anyone who can afford to buy here is rich. And what do rich people want most? Privacy and peace and quiet. Outsiders are absolutely not allowed in. Even if Gao Yanyan wanted to rent here, no one would rent to her—and besides, she doesn’t have that kind of money anyway.

So all she could do was watch Ye Qiu move in from a distance. She could go to his company, sure, but the company also has access control. Ye Qiu often spends the whole day in his office drafting designs, and after work he drives off straight away. If she wants to wait, she can, but no one will pay her any attention.

"She really refuses to wake up," Mei Ya said, baffled. "If she can persevere this much to block people, and has the face for it, if she put that into working hard she’d have made a name for herself long ago. Why does she have to cling to men?"

"Maybe she just wants something for nothing?" Ye Qiu guessed.

Mei Ya sighed. "But it’s not like her life looks easy right now. With this determination and thick skin for blocking people, if she went into sales, she’d definitely be the sales champion."

Ye Qiu couldn’t help laughing, realizing his wife actually had a point. But someone like Gao Yanyan is impossible to talk sense into. She’s used to not working hard; she’s used to relying on others. She can’t even imagine the sense of achievement that comes from relying on herself. Maybe that’s the gap between people.

Ye Qiu thought that moving house and shaking off Gao Yanyan would make life much more relaxed, but he hadn’t expected that his new neighbor would be someone who put him even more on guard.

If he’d known beforehand that this man would be his neighbor after the move, Ye Qiu definitely wouldn’t have chosen this place.

That day after dinner, Ye Qiu and Mei Ya took Xinrui out for a walk to get familiar with the neighborhood, and unexpectedly ran into Zhao Yabo. And who was Zhao Yabo? In his previous life, he was the one who stole Mei Ya away from the original Ye and ended up marrying her! He was the biggest opponent Ye had ever underestimated.

How had he not thought of it before? The Zhao Family is rich, and Zhao Yabo is even richer. Of course he’d be living in a villa. How could Ye Qiu have walked right into the trap himself? He could only blame the original body’s memories for not being complete—or rather, that the original Ye hadn’t known at all—so he’d overlooked this point.

Zhao Yabo was Mei Ya’s classmate, and not just any classmate—they’d been classmates from elementary through junior high. Back then, the Zhao Family hadn’t made it big yet, and they were neighbors with the Mei Family. The two families had a very good relationship. It was precisely because of this that, in the previous life, when Zhao Yabo said he wanted to marry Mei Ya even though she had a child, the Zhao Family didn’t object.

The two of them hadn’t seen each other for years, but that day Zhao Yabo still recognized Mei Ya at a glance. Clearly his feelings for her weren’t something that only appeared later; he must have had a crush on her back in puberty. It was just that their lives went into different circles and both of them had ended up dating and marrying other people, so nothing happened back then.

But only a year after he got married, he was single again. At that time, the original Ye had already made mistakes, and that chance encounter between Mei Ya and Zhao naturally reignited the feelings from his youth. With his persistent pursuit, plus Gao Yanyan making a big show of appearing at their door, Mei Ya finally steeled herself to file for divorce and chose to be with him.

In the previous life, the two of them getting together wasn’t really wrong; the one at fault was the original Ye. But in this life, Ye Qiu absolutely isn’t going to give this man any chances. He stopped himself in time before he made mistakes, and his wife hasn’t lost faith in him. There’s no way he’ll let what happened before repeat itself.

Even so, seeing Zhao recognize Mei Ya in an instant and act all familiar with her, Ye Qiu still secretly ground his teeth.

"Yabo, it really is you! I almost didn’t recognize you after all these years. Your eyes are still sharp," Mei Ya said, delighted.

Zhao Yabo smiled softly. "It’s more that you haven’t changed all these years. So, how have you been?"

"Pretty good. Let me introduce you—this is my husband, Ye Qiu," Mei Ya said with a smile. "And this is our daughter, Xinrui. Xinrui, say hi to Uncle."

Ye Xinrui obediently called out, "Hello, Uncle."

"So sweet." Zhao Yabo squatted down without minding the trouble. "You look just like your mom did when she was little. Uncle didn’t bring a gift today; next time I’ll bring you one, okay?"

"Thank you, Uncle." Ye Xinrui paused. "But my dad said I shouldn’t accept gifts from other people casually."

Ye Qiu’s lips curled up slightly; inwardly, he thought, that’s my daughter all right—well said.

But then he heard Zhao Yabo say, "Uncle isn’t an outsider. Uncle and your mom are very, very good friends. Look, your mom isn’t objecting, right?"

Ye Xinrui couldn’t talk circles around an adult, and getting gifts is something every kid looks forward to anyway. She immediately broke into a smile. "Thank you, Uncle."

"You’re welcome, such a good girl." Zhao Yabo patted her head.

"You’re spoiling us," Mei Ya said, embarrassed. "Come over for a meal at our place when you have time."

"Sure, then I won’t stand on ceremony." He agreed and then turned to ask Ye Qiu, "Mr. Ye, you don’t mind, do you?"

Ye Qiu clenched his teeth inwardly. He thought, my wife already invited you herself—what can I say, that I mind? He could only smile and say, "Of course I don’t mind."