“You still have competition?” Ye Minxing’s younger sister, Ye Minmin, sneered quietly.
Ye Minxing’s mother, already irritated by her answer, looked at her intently. But for the first time, this daughter-in-law, who had always been meek, didn’t even spare a glance at her.
Everyone at the table was surprised, watching this tense standoff between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
After being ignored for a while, Ye Minxing’s mother’s voice grew cold. “Ah Xing’s wife! I know you kids have your ideas, but when talking to elders, you should be more respectful.”
“Ah,” Qingli raised her head in surprise. “Sorry, I thought you were done talking.”
Everyone: “…”
As expected, Fu Qingli was still Fu Qingli, completely oblivious to social cues and lacking emotional intelligence.
Ye Minxing’s mother, choking on her words for a few seconds, finally bit her lip and said, “I haven’t finished! Ah Xing’s wife, our Ye family is a respectable one. You’ve married into our family. While you might not be expected to add glory to us, you certainly shouldn’t drag us down. This variety show—you shouldn’t participate in it.”
Qingli shook her head with a smile. “Sorry, I want to participate.”
Ye Minxing’s mother’s face darkened completely. She no longer looked at Qingli, instead staring directly at Ye Minxing, hoping he would step in and handle the situation.
Ye Minmin, watching from the sidelines, felt sympathy for her brother. What bad luck—having such a sister-in-law who was constantly at odds with their mother.
Once again, seeing the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Ye Minxing sighed, helplessly looking at his wife. He softly said, “You haven’t been doing well on this show, and you’ve been criticized. Why bother continuing? I’ll invest in another show for you, or if you prefer acting, you can go back to that.”
Qingli shook her head again, replying with the same words: “No, I want to participate in this one.”
The original owner’s career had already been severely damaged by this, and the best way to fix it was to clear her name on this show. Otherwise, the consequences would only get worse. In the end, it wouldn’t be her abandoning her career, but her career abandoning her.
Ye Minmin was shocked, her mouth slightly open, exchanging a look with her brother across the table. They were both stunned—did this sister-in-law dare to resist?
Ye Minxing’s expression darkened slightly, not understanding why his wife was so stubborn about this matter. Didn’t she see how upset their mother looked?
However, Qingli had already wiped her mouth, noticed their restrained glances, and stood up, politely saying, “I’m finished. Please enjoy the rest of your meal.”
She turned and walked away.
The people at the table inhaled sharply, not expecting her to be so rude. This was the entire Ye family gathering, with the Ye elders sitting at the head of the table!
Ye Minmin couldn’t help but whisper, “Has she lost it?!”
A younger sister beside her tugged at her, signaling for her to stay quiet.
Ye Minxing’s expression also shifted. He stood up, intending to go after his wife.
The sound of cutlery clattering on the marble table echoed sharply, followed by Ye Minxing’s mother’s stern voice: “Don’t go!”
Ye Minxing froze in his tracks and turned to see the stern faces of his grandparents and parents, his brow twitching. He felt an immense headache—it seemed his wife was becoming more and more out of line!
A servant walked over, and upon meeting Qingli’s cold gaze and noticing Ye Minxing’s halted movement, which had been interrupted by the sharp command, she was completely stunned.
She rubbed her eyes, then looked again—could it be the usually obedient eldest daughter-in-law?!
What was going on? Was the sun rising in the west?
The Ye family didn’t live here. Only the grandparents resided in this house, and they had a family dinner once a month. Occasionally, if something came up, people would return for a meal together.
This time, the gathering was due to the uproar caused by Fu Qingli trending on social media, which displeased the Ye family matriarch, who had called everyone over to reprimand her.
After Qingli left the dining room, she headed straight for the car she had arrived in. The driver, not understanding, followed her instructions and drove without question.
By the time the meal had ended, the Ye family members chatted for a while before dispersing, only to realize the car had disappeared.
“Old Li, where are you?” Ye Minxing, already irritable, spoke with a particularly grim tone over the phone.
Driver Old Li, confused, responded, “The young mistress wanted to go back, so I just drove back first.”
Ye Minxing choked on his words, the reprimand he was about to give stuck in his throat, and he hung up the phone with a dark expression.
At this point, the car was nearly at Ye Minxing and Fu Qingli’s home.
Old Li couldn’t help but glance at his mistress through the rearview mirror. After the phone call, he guessed they’d argued—one had left in a huff, while the other stayed behind at the old house.
But…
Through the rearview mirror, he saw the young, beautiful woman sitting with her hands crossed over her abdomen, her eyes closed, and her brow relaxed, looking as though she was peacefully sleeping—certainly not someone who had just been arguing.
Qingli sensed the driver’s gaze, her eyes lifting to meet his.
The driver shivered slightly and quickly turned his attention back to the road, focusing intently on driving.
Two minutes later, the car came to a stop.
“Young mistress, we’ve arrived.”
“Mm,” Qingli nodded slightly, opened the door, and got out.
The original owner had been wearing ill-fitting clothes, and her movements were somewhat restricted. She moved slowly, not having worn high heels in a while, and nearly twisted her ankle when getting out of the car.
Once inside, she immediately kicked off her shoes, walked barefoot to the bedroom, locked the door, and headed to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, dressed in comfortable sleepwear, the woman walked to the vanity mirror. She looked at her delicate face, which appeared slightly younger without makeup and smiled in satisfaction.
What a beautiful face.
But she had to cater to the Ye family’s conservative sense of beauty.
Qingli picked up her phone and dialed the original owner’s manager: “Zheng Jie, come pick me up tomorrow morning for the recording.”
Her manager, Zheng Yue, responded in surprise, “Your husband just called me saying you were upset after being criticized and decided not to participate in the show anymore.”