Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

Old Mrs. Shen’s face burned with shame. With tear-filled eyes, she said, ”Xiao Yi, if you have to blame someone for what happened, blame your father or Li Xiaomei. Don’t take it out on me. I’m an old woman. Do you have the heart to watch me go hungry and homeless? Aren’t you worried people will talk behind your back?”

Shen Xiaoya chimed in from the side, ”Exactly, Xiao Yi. At the end of the day, we’re family. You’re a big boss now. You can’t be so cold and heartless, that’s just not right, is it? Besides, your family has so many houses. That courtyard house is just sitting empty, so why not just give it to us?”

Shen Yi was so exasperated he had to laugh. ’A courtyard house? It’s worth over a hundred thousand, and in the future, its value could reach the hundreds of millions.’

’And I’m just supposed to hand it over?’

Shen Yi said, ”Besides the courtyard house, what else do you want?”

Shen Xiaoya and Old Mrs. Shen exchanged a look, thinking Shen Yi’s resolve was wavering.

She immediately said, ”Get me a job. I want to be a manager at the apparel company. If that’s not an option, deputy manager is fine too.”

Old Mrs. Shen, not about to forget her own second son, chimed in, ”Xiao Yi, you can’t forget about your second uncle. He’s out of a job, and his wife ran off on him. Your electronics company is quite profitable, isn’t it? You should set him up as a manager or director or something. The poor man, he’s so pitiful, all alone.”

Shen Yi asked with a smile, ”Anything else?”

Old Mrs. Shen thought for a moment, her mind turning to the plump, fair-skinned great-grandson in the bedroom. She lowered her voice and said, ”Xiao Yi, it’s not my place to say this, but that great-grandson of mine... no matter what, he’s of Shen family blood. You have no idea how petty your wife is—she won’t even let me hold him! I see those people from the Old Qin Family as nothing but vampires. I bet they’ve leeched plenty of money from you, haven’t they? Once I’ve moved into the courtyard house, you can send my great-grandson over. I’ll raise him for you! The great-grandson of our Shen family can’t be raised by outsiders! We can’t let them ruin him!”

Shen Yi asked, ”Are you going to raise him by yourself?”

”At my age? Of course I can’t. You can just hire a couple of people. You know the one who used to look after Xiao Feng’s child? She’s from my hometown. Have her come take care of the baby. I guarantee our great-grandson will be well taken care of!”

Looking at the two relatives before him, Shen Yi said calmly, ”That courtyard house... I’m saving it for my daughter. It’ll be her dowry.”

”Also, you can forget about becoming deputy managers at the apparel and electronics companies. You aren’t even competent enough to be regular employees.”

”Finally, I forgot to tell you. My son’s name is Qin Zijin. He has absolutely nothing to do with any of you!”

Watching the two of them stare back as if struck by lightning, Shen Yi’s expression remained perfectly placid.

’With blood relatives like this, who’d take a mile if you gave them an inch, you really couldn’t afford to be polite.’

’If you treat them well, they just see it as their due.’

’Only by drawing a hard line in the sand would they stop pestering him.’

This might have seemed cold-hearted, but Shen Yi had to be responsible for his own family.

He still remembered his previous life, and all the things his grandmother, aunt, and second uncle had done. They had been like vampires.

Even now, having reached this point, all they knew was to cry foul, never once considering that they themselves were at fault.

’No matter what, it was always someone else’s fault.’

Old Mrs. Shen’s eyes widened. She had grown gaunt from not eating well recently, making her eyes look as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

She spoke in a tone laced with a curse, ”Shen Yi! I’m your own grandmother! How can you treat me like this? Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning!”