After Transmigrating as a Tycoon's Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family-Chapter 390

"Should ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) I go say hello? That’s my boyfriend’s mother," Qin Xiaoyu said hesitantly. Just from hearing the woman's earlier outburst, it was clear she wasn’t the easiest person to deal with. Qin Xiaoyu felt a little nervous.

“An ugly daughter-in-law has to face the in-laws sooner or later, unless you don’t plan to stay with him long-term,” Qin Jing remarked dryly.

Qin Chao was curious. “What’s his family background, anyway?”

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While they typically didn’t weigh family backgrounds heavily, after witnessing too many disastrous mismatches, they’d come to see compatibility as an important factor.

“His family was part of a literary lineage, but they’ve fallen on hard times,” Qin Xiaoyu explained.

“Literary lineage?” Qin Rong couldn’t hide her disbelief. She shot Qin Xiaoyu a look, clearly asking if she was joking. “Just based on what that woman was shouting earlier? She didn’t seem very refined!”

Qin Jing chuckled softly. “I’ve met the guy a few times. He’s polite enough and doesn’t leave a bad impression, though he’s a bit sycophantic. Probably trying to butter up his girlfriend’s family. Nothing inherently wrong with him, but after seeing his mom... Xiaoyu, you better keep your eyes wide open.”

Qin Xiaoyu scratched her head. “I only know that his ancestors were scholars. Later on, the family fell into decline, and now they’re just ordinary working-class folks. He discovered his talent for gaming early and joined competitions, but his team hasn’t been performing well. Sponsors kept pulling out, and...”

“And then you took an interest in him, started funding his team, and became his girlfriend?” Qin Rong interjected.

Qin Xiaoyu nodded without hesitation.

“Aren’t you worried he’s only after your money?” Qin Chao asked bluntly.

Qin Jing couldn’t help but smirk. He’d probably brought up this argument before and gotten nowhere.

Qin Xiaoyu raised her head confidently. “I don’t care if Wen Bai is with me because of money. Honestly, I don’t bother with such complicated concerns. I have money to invest in his team, and his dependence on me is my advantage. Some men love beautiful faces, some love cute personalities, and some love money. Who’s to say one is nobler than the other? I’ll always have money, and his team will always need funding. If we can enjoy each other’s company, it’s a win-win. Besides, my dad doesn’t care who we marry as long as we’re happy. I’ve already decided—if we get married, I’ll have a prenuptial agreement ready. If he’s loyal, we’ll have a happy life. If not, I’ll cut him loose.”

Qin Rong stared at her, stunned but begrudgingly impressed. “That’s...actually pretty reasonable. Definitely safer than the messes our older siblings have dealt with.”

Qin Chao, however, couldn’t shake the feeling that this approach was oddly familiar.

Qin Jing, on the other hand, was left speechless every time he heard his sister’s twisted logic. He was a firm believer in soul connections—hence his current long-distance relationship.

[Xiaoyu’s mindset is remarkable. She genuinely likes him, but she’s also pragmatic, clear-headed about pros and cons, and never overcommits emotionally. It’s a good strategy—she’s invincible. Thinking about it, I don’t even need to vet Wen Bai for her. Even if he’s just in it for the money, it doesn’t matter.]

Unlike Qin Jiaxi, who had needed protection, Qin Xiaoyu had already built her own armor.

The group continued chatting happily, though Qin Xiaoyu and Qin Jing bickered fiercely over their differing philosophies.

“You keep bringing up you and your girlfriend’s so-called true love. If she’s so amazing, why don’t you bring her out to meet us? I bet she’s not as cute as you say. Those photos are probably fake. What if her real appearance scares you off? I’ll laugh at you forever!” Qin Xiaoyu taunted.

Every time Qin Xiaoyu suggested a meetup, Qin Jing faltered. With Grandfather’s birthday approaching, he had already proposed meeting in person several times, but his girlfriend always found excuses to decline. He was starting to lose confidence, though he tried not to show it.

His real reason for coming today wasn’t his love of gaming but a subtle hint: his girlfriend’s account had a badge from this game, suggesting she might enjoy it. He hoped to take photos and videos to share, using them as a pretext to invite her to meet in person.

If she really liked gaming, surely she’d appreciate the chance to meet professional players.

As the match began, the discussion about meeting in-laws or girlfriends faded into the background.

Qin Xiaoyu planned to introduce Wen Bai to everyone after the game.

Midway through the match, with Wen Bai’s team in the lead, Ji Fei excused herself to use the restroom after eating too much fruit.

Just as she turned a corner, she nearly jumped in surprise. Standing nearby was an anxious-looking older woman trying to walk away.

“What are you doing?” Ji Fei recognized her immediately—Wen Bai’s mother.

The woman replied curtly, “Just passing through.”

Ji Fei narrowed her eyes slightly but didn’t press. She walked past and turned a corner, then stopped and peeked back.

Sure enough, Wen Bai’s mother returned, crouching by the door, seemingly trying to eavesdrop.

Ji Fei couldn’t help but think: "Xiaoyu should really find a different boyfriend. If this woman becomes her mother-in-law, won’t she spend their married life spying on them through cracks in the door?"

The thought gave Ji Fei goosebumps, though she found it darkly amusing.

Just as she was about to call out and startle the woman, she heard Wen Bai’s mother mutter, “I didn’t see wrong, did I?”

Ji Fei raised an eyebrow. "She must have seen Xiaoyu’s picture on her son’s phone and is trying to size her up. Is she expecting Xiaoyu to greet her first, or what?"

Deciding to have a little fun, Ji Fei leaned against the wall and coughed loudly.

Startled, Wen Bai’s mother jumped in fright and instinctively cursed, only to see Ji Fei standing there, smirking.

Embarrassed, the woman stiffened, then quickly turned and fled.

Ji Fei didn’t chase her, satisfied with having scared her a bit. She continued on to the restroom.

After washing her hands, she emerged to find herself overhearing another argument down the hall.

“It’s you! You shameless vixen! Who gave you permission to seduce my son? You’re disgusting! Our Wen family comes from a prestigious lineage. We won’t tolerate filth like you!”

The voice was unmistakably Wen Bai’s mother, and she was yelling while flailing her arms at... Qin Jing?

Ji Fei stopped in her tracks, utterly bewildered. "What on earth is going on here?"