Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 98 No House Female Match _1

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Chiang Yun and the others cleaned up the dishes and accompanied Zhang Dagu and his wife for a little chat before they all got up to leave.

Zhang Yu glanced at Zhang Yi, who was still gaming, and the latter said, "Mom and Dad, wait for me, I just started this round."

Zhang Yi’s wife, upon hearing this, showed no surprise at all, continually picking out tasty snacks and casually stuffing some into her bag.

It made a large bag bulge to the point where one dared not imagine how much she had crammed inside.

Chiang Yun also felt embarrassed by Zhang Yi’s wife’s awkward manner of eating.

"Alright, Zhang Yi, let’s go, the kids are tired," Chiang Yun said, looking at her nodding grandson, and speaking to Zhang Yi with irritation.

"I told you, I just started my round," Zhang Yi also lost his temper, scolding Chiang Yun, "All you do is nag, nag, nag."

"Aren’t you annoying?" Zhang Yi, too enraged to notice an enemy targeting him in the game, was killed in action right in the midst of his outburst, abruptly ending the battle.

This infuriated Zhang Yi to no end, and despite it being New Year’s Eve, he berated Chiang Yun nonstop.

Chiang Yun’s face turned pale, and the grandson nestled beside her, scared and crying out loud from Zhang Yi’s yelling.

Upon hearing his son’s cries, Zhang Yi shouted incessantly at the child, "Shut up, all you know is to cry, just cry."

"I shouldn’t have had you in the first place, ever since I had you, I’ve been so annoyed, all this pressure on me, why do I even have to try."

The child, hearing the scolding, cried even louder, calling out for his grandparents ceaselessly.

Zhang Yu felt relieved there were no children at home, thinking the sound of a child’s crying was truly unbearable for her mind.

At that moment, she noticed that while Zhang Yi scolded the child and threw his tantrums, Zhang Guohua and his wife tried to comfort the child, but Zhang Yi’s wife, the child’s mother, was nowhere to be seen.

With a quick look, there she was, comfortably sitting on the sofa eating and drinking, utterly unresponsive to the commotion.

If it hadn’t been for her pregnant appearance, one might truly believe the child was not hers.

Zhang Yu, observing the chaos, said, "Zhang Guohua, take the child and go."

Zhang Guohua, looking at his grandson sobbing uncontrollably and his own son only concerned with his tantrum, sighed softly to himself.

Picking up the child, he walked outside, saying, "You all take a taxi."

As the grandparents and child left, the house suddenly quieted down, with no more crying, and Zhang Yi’s mood somewhat stabilized.

"Did my parents leave?"

"They even left without us?" Zhang Yi was shocked, "Really now."

He picked up his phone to call Zhang Guohua, demanding that they come back to pick them up. Although it was unclear what was said on the other end, Zhang Yi’s expression changed drastically, hinting at the outcome.

As Zhang Yi put down his phone and was about to explode, Zhang Dagu became furious, "This isn’t your house; if you want to lose your temper, get out."

To the old man, New Year’s Eve should be spent in harmony, and though today’s dinner hadn’t been great, at least there had been no arguments.

What had seemed to be a perfect ending had turned out unpredictably.

Zhang Dagu might hold back his anger for the sake of his great-grandson, but he had absolutely no patience for Zhang Yi, his useless eldest grandson.

Seeing the furious Zhang Dagu, Zhang Yi perhaps wanted to lash out, but after thinking it over, he restrained himself.

"Let’s go," Zhang Yi said angrily to his wife, who was still sitting on the sofa eating.

The latter pouted, "What are you getting mad at me for?"

Then she got up and followed behind Zhang Yi, walking out; one could even hear them discussing who should pay for the cab.

"Their relationship is just consistently bad," Zhang Hong remarked with a dismissive pout.

"Despite such cold feelings, they still won’t divorce," Zhang Hong couldn’t help but click her tongue in disapproval.

"Zhang Yi is as unambitious as ever. With the way he is, always just games and more games, working for so many years and earning such a meager salary—who would want to marry him after a divorce?"

Du Xia always despised Zhang Yi’s existence; his presence meant that Zhang Dagu and his wife would never see Zhang Xin’s efforts.

Seeing this young man so lacking in drive and ambition, naturally, Du Xia did not hold back on stepping on him.

Zhang Yu yawned, "Mom and Dad, we’re heading out."

Although some unpleasant things happened, it wasn’t too bad, at least she got to see quite a good show.

Zhang Yu felt that this year’s New Year’s Eve dinner was truly worthwhile, having witnessed a faultless farce.

In the past life, Zhang Yi lacked ambition too, but he had all sorts of support from Zhang Dagu and his wife.

And the original host, like a fool, also contributed quietly. He did manage to marry the girl he liked and had a slightly better life because he cared about his wife’s opinions.

This time, Zhang Yi was definitely marrying for the sake of marriage, marrying a wife he didn’t care for, so the quality of his daily life was of no concern to him.

On the way home, Zhang Yu did not forget to give Wang Yun a lesson on the pointlessness of marrying just for the sake of it.

After the lively Spring Festival had passed, even though she had already received her university acceptance letter, Wang Yun started studying even more vigorously.

As she said, she had to put a perfect end to her high school career.

Wang Yun’s classmates were totally shocked when they learned that she had already been accepted early to a prestigious university abroad.

They knew that Wang Yun, having done well in so many competitions, would definitely get into a good university, but they didn’t expect it to be such an impressive one.

Most importantly, they couldn’t believe she had been accepted into university during her junior year of high school.

Although they weren’t as accomplished as Wang Yun and still had to go through their senior year, they wanted to at least get into good schools within the country.

Suddenly, the classroom atmosphere was thick with studiousness, something all teachers love to see when students focus more on their academics.

If possible, they hoped this enthusiasm would last until the day of the college entrance examination.

Seeing her classmates studying hard, Wang Yun also dedicated herself to studying, aiming to graduate with excellent grades and thus conclude her high school years.

After Zhang Yu had sent Wang Yun off to study abroad, she herself had more time. Although the latter was very sensible, requiring little worry, Zhang Yu always had to be a bit distracted to take care of her.

Chiang Yun, seeing Zhang Yu living alone in a duplex, felt quite unbalanced by the inequality, especially with Zhang Yi’s constant antics, and the young couple began to talk of divorce.

To appease her daughter-in-law, Chiang Yun had no choice but to reluctantly agree to swap their current home for a better-located and larger one.

Unfortunately for the present Zhang Guohua, achieving this goal posed quite a challenge.

Expecting Zhang Yu to sell her house to them at a bargain was out of the question, so Chiang Yun turned her sights on Zhang Dagu and his wife.

Zhang Yu had thought that she had refused Chiang Yun a favor the other day and assumed she had given up, but it turned out she had a backup plan.