Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1291: Endless Regret

The Zhao family filled up three tables for lunch, with Mr. Ye’s people having arranged for several hearty dishes to be delivered here in advance, along with a few boxes of good wine.

Seeing this setup, Zhao Huaiqing invited a few leaders from the factory over, with the reason being to gather together with He Jinxuan.

Naturally, the leaders did not refuse, and the lunch quickly became bustling with exchanged toasts.

Throughout the meal, both hosts and guests were delighted, everyone smiling with joy.

While the Zhao family was in full swing, the atmosphere at the Yao family wasn’t quite as buoyant.

Today, the Yao family’s Third, Yao Zhiqiang, was getting married. Yesterday, Father Yao went to the factory office to give wedding candies to the factory leaders, but ended up not seeing a single leader.

He inquired for a long time before realizing they had gone into the city for a meeting.

He left the candies in the office and departed.

Today, when he went there again, it turned out that several leaders had already scheduled to have lunch with He Jinxuan, and couldn’t easily change their plans.

The Yao family did not expect the factory leaders to be so dismissive. In the family compound, whenever there’s a celebration or a wedding, it’s unheard of for the factory leaders to avoid attending. Yet, in their case, there was something else happening, as if it was a slap in their face.

Next door, Feng Qiaoniang stood by the wall, enthusiastically cracking sunflower seeds: "On ordinary days, if there’s a wedding or funeral in the family compound, the Yao family avoids going if they can, fearing they might have to contribute money, even when several factory leaders marry or have daughters wed, they’re no exception.

They probably think the leaders have too much pride to refuse, and will come if candies are sent. Now they miscalculated, didn’t they?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Yao began to curse: "Feng Qiaoniang, today is my son’s wedding, can’t we just let go of those stale old grudges?"

Feng Qiaoniang stuffed the sunflower seeds in her hand into her pocket: "Old grudges? You ruined my nephew’s bright future. I can’t even speak a few words of truth, can I?

You act one way in public, behave entirely differently in private, doing nothing but despicable things, yet you shamelessly show off to everyone. Don’t you have any dignity?"

Mrs. Yao was being pulled back as she rushed forward, but Feng Qiaoniang had stripped her of her façade in front of so many people, making her want to tear her apart.

Ye Silai and Ye Siyan, after finishing their meal, wanted to go out to play with their little friends. Xinyan followed them out, only to be met with the noise from the commotion.

She joined the two kids in checking out the excitement.

Unexpectedly, as she approached, she learned that today the Yao family’s youngest son, Yao Zhiqiang, was marrying a bride, yet here’s a ruckus by the side?

Mrs. Yao looked like a mad bull, charging toward the intensely scolding Feng Qiaoniang, and Xinyan thought to herself: Feng Qiaoniang was indeed right; in her previous life, she had been deeply hurt by such people.

Mrs. Yao put on an especially kind face before others, yet her underhanded tactics were aplenty. It was her own stupidity that led to such a downfall.

Feng Qiaoniang dusted off the dirt and, upon lifting her head, coincidentally saw Xinyan: "Oh, Xinyan, you’ve come back?"

Xinyan was just there to watch the excitement, not wanting to get involved, so she nodded at Feng Qiaoniang: "Yes."

Feng Qiaoniang saw Lyu Juncheng and Yao Hui standing in the Yao family’s courtyard: "Having lived in the big city indeed brings about a different demeanor. They’re still so attractive, truly beautiful."

After speaking, she didn’t forget to glance into the courtyard.

Xinyan followed her gaze and saw the much older-looking Yao Hui, unbidden became to smile.

See, without her as the fool, their days were so fulfilling, busy to the point of neglecting their appearance, always showing their true selves.

Lyu Juncheng and Yao Hui naturally also spotted Xinyan, who stood out in the crowd with her remarkable poise, their hearts filling with mixed emotions.

Yao Hui noticed the fair and tender hands of Xinyan next to her and instinctively hid her own hands, full of visible cuts. Then she looked at Lyu Juncheng, standing beside her, not even thirty years old with grey hairs already showing at his temples, her heart filled with endless regret.

Similarly, Lyu Juncheng looked at the radiant Xinyan, and a deep regret filled his heart, repeatedly questioning himself: If he hadn’t gotten involved with Yao Hui, would his life be different now?

The scorn in Xinyan’s eyes quickly passed. After attending Jianlan’s wedding later in the year, she probably wouldn’t return here.

She was about to turn and leave when He Jinxuan approached: "Dear, Mr. Ye wants to take a walk by Yuquan River. Would you like to join?"

Xinyan lifted her eyes and smiled at He Jinxuan: "Sure, let’s go."

Their interaction evoked envy from others, but left the Yao family feeling ashamed to death, their faces burning with embarrassment, today they had truly lost face.

Yao Hui used every trick in the book, but failed to grasp happiness, ending up with a pile of trivialities and mutual resentment.

In contrast, Xinyan passed her exams for university, and had He Jinxuan, who protected her, cherished her, and was filled with nothing but her.

Ye Silai and Ye Siyan, hearing of the plan to go to Yuquan River, also called on their little friends from the crowd.

The carefree and radiant smiles on their faces stirred envy in Lyu Xiangyang within the crowd, as he wondered: If that woman hadn’t left, would they be like Ye Silai and Ye Siyan, not having to suffer abuse, wear such fine clothes, and smile with such brilliance?