Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life

Chapter 1051 - 1040: The Unkind Stepmother

Look, today is still their wedding day, yet he didn’t even consider her as the bride, talking only about his son Fang Xu, afraid he wouldn’t live well.

Nap? Doesn’t the hotel have rooms?

The same happened this morning; worried about his son’s emotions, even locking the door and asking for a red envelope were just formalities, and her sisters complained to her for a long time, saying this bride didn’t care at all about being a bride.

In the end, for the sake of celebration, she gave her sisters a red envelope. If he cared even a little, he wouldn’t ignore her like this.

But who told her to become a lovesick girl with all her thoughts revolving around him? Naturally, everything revolves around him, and she listens to him.

"Alright, wait for me a moment, I’ll take off my makeup and come out." Ye Qiu smiled broadly at him, took two steps towards the bathroom, then ran back to him in anticipation, saying, "Husband, am I beautiful today?"

Fang Bingwen looked at her face, though Ye Qiu’s looks were ordinary, her eyes were particularly captivating. Today’s makeup artist was someone she hired for a lot of money, emphasizing strengths and hiding weaknesses, transforming her into a stunning beauty.

How does that saying go? There’s no ugly woman, only lazy women. Ye Qiu didn’t like makeup before, so she looked ordinary; now with makeup, she seemed like a different person.

Even though he considered his ex-wife the most beautiful woman in his heart, he still said sincerely: "Beautiful."

Ye Qiu immediately smiled even more happily, and she unabashedly placed her hands around his neck: "You still haven’t kissed me today, isn’t it a pity not to kiss such a pretty me?"

After saying this, she leaned in towards him, also noticing the fleeting awkwardness in his eyes.

Today is their wedding day, and Ye Qiu’s request was indeed hard for Fang Bingwen to refuse. He helplessly but tenderly smiled, then gently kissed her forehead, patting her head and saying, "Alright, go take off your makeup!"

That’s how he was; clearly not in love, yet always displaying a pampering attitude, which made her fall deeper, as if he was genuinely moved by her love, truly falling for her.

"Then go outside and accompany Xiao Xu, I’ll be right there."

After Ye Qiu removed her makeup, she realized that the reason she seemed ordinary was not only because she was a bit heavy, but her skin also appeared quite sallow, with a few small pimples caused by her irregular diet and lifestyle.

She thought, if she could lose weight and improve her skin, even though her nose was a bit flat and her face a bit round, she would at least look much better than now.

Because this was a hotel, she didn’t bring any skincare products; after washing her face, she used the Spiritual Spring Water for her face, and within minutes, the redness of the swollen pimples diminished.

She wasn’t without ways to quickly make her skin smooth, but wouldn’t that attract suspicion? Fang Bingwen was always meticulous, so she couldn’t reveal any slip-ups in front of him.

"Let’s go." She took Fang Bingwen’s arm, and looked lovingly at Fang Xu, saying warmly, "We’ll go back soon, next time Mom won’t let you miss your nap."

"You’re not my mom." The young Fang Xu suddenly shouted at her, glaring fiercely, "I have a mom, and it’s not you."

Ye Qiu’s smile faltered, and Fang Bingwen looked at her apologetically: "Don’t mind him, Xiao Xu just can’t accept it for now."

Ye Qiu forced a smile: "I understand, it’s normal for a child to struggle with acceptance initially, but don’t worry, I will work hard in the future to earn Xiao Xu’s approval."

Seeing her confidence-filled appearance, Fang Bingwen felt mixed emotions.

Actually, he too disliked his son from his ex-wife calling someone else mom, but he couldn’t tell Xiao Xu directly. Xiao Xu himself was unwilling to say it, which gave him some relief.

But seeing Ye Qiu somewhat sad and worried yet so confident, he felt a little guilt.

However, his guilt soon resolved itself, since from the beginning, he had told her that if Xiao Xu disagreed with calling her mom, he wouldn’t force it, and she had agreed at that time.

Since Fang Bingwen disliked extravagance and also stated earlier not to use Ye Qiu’s money, their marital home wasn’t Ye Qiu’s luxury villa but a house allocated to Fang Bingwen as an associate professor by the school.

The allocated house was small, with only two bedrooms—one for the couple, one for stepson Fang Xu; however, the bathroom and living room balconies were relatively spacious, and the community’s greenery was quite decent. For an ordinary family, it would be very satisfactory.

But Ye Qiu was used to luxury, and the total area of the house was less than that of her own villa’s walk-in closet.

It’s easy to move from simplicity to luxury, but hard to move from luxury to simplicity; imagine how unaccustomed Ye Qiu was, but she still forced herself to adapt due to love.

Laughably, Fang Bingwen, concerned about his reputation, never considered Ye Qiu’s situation. To know, Ye Qiu had never done household chores or cooked before; everything had been managed by the maid.

But now? The house was so small, where would the maid live? And with Fang Bingwen’s character, he wouldn’t let Ye Qiu hire a maid either. So in her previous life, the original character started engaging in chores and suffered silently, unnoticed by him.

"The house is a bit small, can you get used to it?" Fang Bingwen asked, looking guilty.

How could Ye Qiu respond? Everything was voluntary because he said before marriage that he wouldn’t want her things or live in her house; if she couldn’t adapt, they wouldn’t marry.

But then she’d been swept away by emotions; to marry him, she was willing to disregard everything, listen to him in all matters. If she backed out now, wouldn’t it give him a reason to criticize her later?

Therefore, facing his question, Ye Qiu slightly smiled and reassured him, "There’s nothing I can’t adapt to; as long as you’re here, I don’t care where we live or what life we have."

Seeing her say this, Fang Bingwen’s guilt dissipated, thinking his conditions weren’t too poor. A two-bedroom apartment was enough for the three of them, and Ye Qiu wouldn’t be unable to adapt.

However, he didn’t realize how painful it was to go from luxury to simplicity, while her clothes, shoes, and bags had nowhere to be placed.

He thought it was easy now, but in the past, after living comfortably, didn’t he still want to live in a large house?

In conclusion, the pain didn’t affect him directly, so he didn’t feel it; or perhaps he simply didn’t care about Ye Qiu, thus never considered her.

In the past, after his ex-wife returned, he wouldn’t let that woman suffer by living in a small house.