Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 1173 - 700: A Joyous Occasion

Luo Ye was chatting with Grandma, and Wen Tong returned with a dejected look. Upon seeing Luo Ye, joy immediately burst forth in his eyes: "Ye’er, when did you come back?"

"I just got back not long ago. Little Uncle seems a bit down. Who dares to provoke our Young Master Tong?" Luo Zhong asked knowingly.

Wen Tong smiled ingratiatingly: "Ye’er, don’t tease Little Uncle. Grandma must have told you about the situation, right? Could you help Little Uncle, please? Your little aunt is pregnant and cannot afford to get upset. Good Ye’er, only you can help Little Uncle."

"I won’t help!" Luo Ye looked at him seriously, "Little Uncle, other matters I can help with, but not this one. Mutual trust between husband and wife is fundamental.

What you did behind Little Aunt’s back is a grave insult to her. You need to support each other on the path ahead. If such things happen again, I don’t know if Little Aunt would give you another chance to walk together.

Therefore, Little Uncle must truly recognize his own mistake, persuade Little Aunt to come back, and assure that no emotional mistakes will be made in the future. Whether it’s out of kindness or goodwill, it can’t happen—no woman wants to share her love."

"I went to find her and promised her, but she wouldn’t listen at all." Wen Tong buried his head in his hands, "Ye’er, Little Uncle wouldn’t beg you this way unless he was truly desperate. Do you think it’s easy for an elder to say such things to his niece?"

"Having said that, Little Uncle, it shows that deep down you haven’t realized your mistake. To you, you just helped Liang Huarui out of sympathy, with no emotional entanglement involved, so absolutely no concept of infidelity in love, right?"

Wen Tong hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Right, isn’t that the case?"

"Little Aunt not coming back, not forgiving you, is correct." Luo Ye stared at him disappointingly, "Little Uncle, at your age, such matters shouldn’t need others to tell you how to act. I won’t say much to persuade you; think about it yourself. If you figure it out, speak to Little Aunt’s heart, she surely will come back with you.

However, I must warn you, if you don’t want to lose the baby, don’t want to lose Little Aunt, you need to quickly figure it out; otherwise, the consequences are unpredictable.

Honestly, if I were pointed at and called a vixen at my door by another woman, I would immediately divorce the man who caused trouble. Clearly a legitimately wedded wife being so insulted, how could I swallow the insult?"

"Ye’er..." Wen Tong looked at Luo Ye with a helpless smile, "I think you better not go to persuade Little Aunt; I’m afraid the more you persuade her, the less she’ll come back."

"Xiao Tong, how could you say that? It’s you who’s ineffective, yet you blame Ye’er." Old Mrs. Wen was displeased.

"Mom, I’m joking." Wen Tong quickly pleaded for pardon, "I know I was wrong, but Ye’er is right. I need to think things over carefully; it appears my previous ways of handling things indeed have issues."

"Acknowledging one’s mistake is the mark of a good comrade." Luo Ye pretended to pat Wen Tong, "The young man’s teachability is promising, Little Aunt’s return is on the horizon."

Wen Tong quickly bowed: "Ye’er Little Princess, thank you for your blessings."

"Miss Ye’er coming back is wonderful." Ah Hua smacked her lips together in delight, her eyes squinting with laughter.

Luo Ye gave Ah Hua a glance and grinned mischievously: "By the way, Grandma, our family should have another joyful occasion. Let’s pick a lucky day, dress Grandma Hua in a red wedding gown, lift her in a grand sedan chair, and send her to Grandpa Ji’s room, okay?"

Ah Hua waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, Miss Ye’er, you can’t go back on your word."

"You didn’t tell me the secret; how am I going back on my word?"

"You never gave me a chance, and what I wanted to say was just this matter Miss Ye’er mentioned. Miss Ye’er, how can Ah Hua face Miss later?" Ah Hua pouted, nearly on the brink of tears.

"Alright, Ye’er, stop teasing Ah Hua." Old Mrs. Wen switched the tone, "But Ah Hua, Ye’er is right; you and Aji are a perfect match. Why not pick a lucky day to get married?"

"Miss, Ah Hua is such an age already, wouldn’t you laugh at Ah Hua for being shameless?" Ah Hua’s face, full of wrinkles, instantly turned crimson, exuding an inexplicable beauty.

Old Mrs. Wen smiled apologetically: "What’s there to laugh at? It’s my negligence; I should have arranged the wedding for you and Aji long ago."

Ah Hua twisted shyly: "Miss, I’m at such an age, no need for those ceremonies; just register for a certificate. At least, we will have a reason to be buried together when the time comes."

"Grandma Hua, a wedding can bring good fortune. When you come around the courtyard in the grand red wedding sedan chair, we’ll all share in your joy unless you don’t want us to."

"Willing, willing, as Ye’er Miss says, Ah Hua listens to Miss Ye’er for everything." Saying so, she stood up, looking at Old Mrs. Wen with earnest eyes, "Miss, I... I need to go back to my room."

"Go ahead, take out your wedding gown and see if it fits. If it fits, wear that; if not, let Nanny Lu help alter it."

Nanny Lu quickly stepped forward to support Ah Hua: "I’ll go with Sister Hua."

Once Ah Hua and Nanny Lu’s silhouettes disappeared, Aji shuffled forward, awkwardly rubbing his hands, bowing to Old Mrs. Wen and then to Luo Ye: "Aji thanks Miss and Miss Ye’er for fulfilling us."

Luo Ye quickly stepped forward to support Aji: "Grandpa Ji, I don’t deserve such a big bow from you. Actually, I noticed it on the car, you’re particularly eager to marry Grandma Hua, hehe..."

"Hehe..." Aji lowered his head with a silly grin, avoiding Luo Ye’s gaze.

"Alright, stop teasing him. Aji, you go get ready too."

"Thank you, Miss, for making it happen. Aji already spoke with Young Master Su, and he agreed to bring his girlfriend back in an hour."

"Grandpa Ji, hurry up and find Grandma Hua to get your groom’s outfit ready." Luo Ye teased with giggles.

Seeing Aji leave the room blushing, Old Mrs. Wen gave Luo Ye a light slap: "You child, you just love to bully honest folks."

"Grandma, let’s set the date a bit farther out. I want to attend their wedding and have some fun in the bridal chamber, hehe..." Luo Ye laughed to herself, "Just thinking of them sitting together on the kang is amusing."

Old Mrs. Wen frowned: "How long will this take this time?"

"At least a week, at most a month." Luo Ye, smiling, hugged the old lady and whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry, Grandma, this time I’m going to my dad’s turf, it’s safe there." Then she slapped her forehead, "Oh right, I haven’t called Sang Cao yet, she’s probably still anxious."

Old Mrs. Wen pushed her away gently: "Go on, go make the call, and then tell me exactly what’s going on."

...

At S University.

Lu Qingqing was sitting cross-legged on the bed, chatting idly with her roommate Yao Juanjuan, when a female student popped her head in the door: "Qingqing, Mr. Wen is asking for you."

"I’ll be right down." Lu Qingqing jumped off the bed in a rush, opened her makeup box, dabbed some makeup on her face, and turned to Yao Juanjuan, "How do I look? Presentable enough?"

Yao Juanjuan gave her a thumbs-up: "Very pretty!"

"Lend me your pink outfit to wear, please." Lu Qingqing begged with a smile, "I’ll treat you to dinner later, okay?"

"Sure, you can borrow my clothes, no problem. But Qingqing, you’re always like this; I don’t think it’s quite right." Yao Juanjuan took the clothes from her bedside cabinet and handed them to Lu Qingqing, "Look, every time you meet Mr. Wen, you act like you’re robbing a bank. Love should be about being comfortable together, not like this."

"Juanjuan, we haven’t exactly confirmed our relationship yet, so I have to show him my best side. Once he fully accepts me, I won’t be so frantic." Lu Qingqing sighed, "Do you think I enjoy being like this? But I’ve been the one pursuing him from the start, and even now, he hasn’t given in. It’s rare for him to invite me out, so naturally, I want to go see him looking my best."

"Alright, I can’t argue with you. Hurry up, before Mr. Wen gets impatient waiting, or you’ll really regret it."

"Ugh, these black leather shoes don’t match. Juanjuan, lend me your light purple ones, pretty please? Two dinners."

"Here you go." Yao Juanjuan handed over her shoes with resignation, "I just think you have a compulsion with yourself. All your clothes are lovely, but you always feel like you have nothing to wear, really."

"Ugh... Whew..."

Struggling to squeeze her feet into the shoes, Yu Qingqing let out a long sigh of relief and spun around in front of Yao Juanjuan, "See, is there anything off?"

Yao Juanjuan scrutinized her, her gaze fixed on the tightly squeezed shoes: "Looks good, as long as you don’t mind sore feet, it’s fine."

"No worries, endure the hardship to be the best, charge!"

Watching as Lu Qingqing dashed out like a fired cannonball, Yao Juanjuan smiled with a touch of helplessness. She used to be just like Lu Qingqing, eager to tear herself apart to show to the boy she loved. But now, she understands—if you want a man to love you, appearance is one aspect, but the most crucial thing is the inside.

This Yao Juanjuan is the same Yao Juanjuan who was previously expelled from GF University.

The following year, she re-enrolled in Sha City, but could only attend another university in Sha City. Originally, she thought of reuniting with everyone, but countless times at the gate of GF University, she turned back.

Not being in the same world anymore, can I still be accepted?

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