Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1605 - 1594: Honest Simpletons

"Dad, why are you here?" Ye Qiu’s face remained calm, showing no apparent anomaly.

Old Man Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, displaying a benevolent smile that was rare on his face: "I am your father, you returned home in glory, shouldn’t I be here?"

"I just think we have long since severed ties, there’s truly no need for you to come." Ye Qiu spoke very bluntly, changing Old Man Ye’s expression.

"What do you mean by no ties? I am your biological father." Old Man Ye glared at him furiously, "Now that you’ve succeeded, you don’t want to acknowledge family? Aren’t you afraid of what people will say?"

Ye Qiu cast a mocking look at these people, surveying them one by one, each one guiltily avoiding his gaze.

"Was it me who first didn’t want to recognize you? Have you so quickly forgotten how you bullied me before? Dad, when I was bedridden and couldn’t move, why didn’t you say I was your son and get a doctor for me? Later, when I barely earned some money, mom and the eldest brother’s family threatened me for the formula with their lives, why didn’t you stand up for me? When my eldest brother’s son made trouble and they wanted to sell my daughter, why didn’t you stop it, Dad? Gossiped about? Shouldn’t the ones being gossiped about be you?"

Ye Qiu spoke slowly, enunciating clearly with each word, peeling away the greedy and heartless facade of these people.

"Before, you ignored me, watched me die, belittled my daughter, and now that I’ve succeeded, you want to take advantage? Do you really think I’m so easily bullied? You should be grateful that I haven’t retaliated; otherwise, you wouldn’t even appear in front of me."

Old Man Ye and Old Lady Wang were startled by Ye Qiu’s words, facing his icy gaze, finally realizing that this son was no longer the one they bullied in the past. He is now the revered Heroic General who holds resentment toward past grievances, and he won’t easily forgive them.

"I am your biological father." Old Man Ye stared at him, "Without me, would you be here today?"

"Biological father?" Ye Qiu sneered, "We have severed ties, what do you mean without you, there’d be no me today? My present came from me fighting my way through a sea of blood; do you know how many enemies I’ve slain on the battlefield? Or how much effort I’ve put in?"

Ye Qiu’s expression now was extremely stern, his aura full, as if placing people amidst a mountain of knives and a sea of fire: "You gave birth to me and raised me, but haven’t I repaid it? Back then, with so many people at home, how many worked? Wasn’t it me who supported you all? During the division of assets, most of them went to the eldest brother; you should rely on him. Later, when you forced me to hand over the marinating recipe and shop, we already severed ties. It was you who didn’t want me as your son first; I’ve already repaid any kindness you claimed."

"You say it so easily, is the kindness of birth and upbringing so easy to repay? We are your parents; you should support us for life."

Ye Qiu looked coldly at them: "Now you only have this to use against me. However, I have a formal document of severance; I just won’t deal with you again. If you’re unhappy, go ahead and take it to the capital and present it before the Holy Emperor; it doesn’t matter. Let’s see who’s in the right, and see if I’ll support you."

Hearing such heartless words, Old Man Ye and Old Lady Wang felt a chill; they came with great hope, only to find Ye Qiu’s words harsher than Niu Xue Mei’s, and it seemed that he truly had no soft spot.

"We realize our wrongs, isn’t that enough?" Old Lady Wang’s weary voice sounded, her eyes no longer sharp, filled with pleading as she looked at Ye Qiu, "What will it take for you to forgive us?"

"Forgiveness? If I were not a general now, if my life were worse than yours, would you come to sympathize with me, come back to help me?"

Ye Qiu continued before they could answer: "I know you wouldn’t. After all, when the family split, how hard were Niu Xue Mei and I struggling? Not asking you to contribute money, but even a helping hand was absent. In my lifetime, I only have two daughters; when you clearly had money to repay debts, you only thought about selling my daughter. Mom, when have you ever considered my feelings? An apology from you can’t erase the past, and asking for forgiveness only wants to exploit me again, it’s laughable. Is your next step to usurp my Duke title?"

Wang Hong’s lips trembled. She wanted to mention Ye Qiu had no son, and when his two daughters married off, wouldn’t the Duke title be wasted? Who else could inherit it if not for a nephew?

Ye Qiu scoffed at Ye Chun and Wang Hong: "And Cong Hui and Cong Huang, those who bullied my daughters, dare covet my title?"

Wang Hong’s face turned black, but she lacked the courage to argue; the current Ye Qiu was no longer the Ye Qiu of the past. She deeply regretted not having shown even a little care before.

Who would have known Ye Qiu would achieve such greatness, he originally showed no hint of potential at all. If known earlier, Hebi would have avoided offending him.

"Brother, I understand your dislike for the eldest brother’s family, but I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?" Ye Dong hurriedly stepped forward, "I know you and Sister-in-law share deep affection, and understand your love for Cong Ying and Cong Zi, but won’t you and Sister-in-law age one day? What if Cong Ying and Cong Zi have no one to stand up for them in the future? I had someone calculate, I’ll have three sons in my life. Brother, how about when Little Silver gives birth, we let the child be adopted by you?"

Qian Yin’s eyes flashed and quickly understood her husband’s meaning, chiming in: "You are the child’s third uncle and third aunt; raising them from young, surely they’d be filial in the future."

Ye Chun and Wang Hong shot venomous looks at the couple, secretly noting they dared to propose such a plan, truly selfless!

However, Ye Qiu still refused: "No need, I have no time to raise someone else’s son. What if I don’t have a son? My two daughters are now Commandery Princesses, cared for by the Imperial Family, able to support each other. Who needs anyone’s support? Also, Fourth, even if you didn’t directly participate, didn’t you gain from it? No need to say more, from now on we’re strangers. You need not come to me again, and I won’t see you again."

With this, Niu Xue Mei completely relaxed, expressionlessly watching these people, observing their anxious and remorseful expressions, she felt a burst of satisfaction. When they were working all day long, when help was unavailable, when her daughter was nearly sold, who stood up for her then?

An apology, a single ’I’m sorry’ expecting to erase the past? There’s no such bargain; she just wanted to see them plead in vain, to see them blame one another, to see their expression suffocating under prosperity they cannot possess.