The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 29

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Her mom? Dead last.
The others? Usually in the negatives.

Didn't stop Madam Zhou from spoiling her least favorite daughter-in-law's daughter like crazy though.

Summary:
None of those "hoofed ones" (her grandma's nickname for the daughters-in-law) were ever getting a dime out of her.
All the hospital dividends and assets? She was saving it all for Zhenzhen's dowry.

So yeah, their family dynamic was very blatantly pro-daughter and anti-son. And since Qi Zhen's personality was the most like her late grandfather's—not to mention her name even sounded like his—it was no wonder her grandma doted on her the most.

With all that baggage, just the idea of in-law relationships was enough to make Qi Zhen break out in a cold sweat. It reminded her of those horror stories of humans being dominated by titans.

Qi Zhen asked him very seriously:
[What if your mom doesn't like me?]

Yu Jingxing reassured her:
[It's okay. You don't have to live with her.]

Although honestly, knowing his mom, she'd probably love Qi Zhen.

Meanwhile, back at the banquet, a certain superstar was tipsy and curious. He noticed Yu Jingxing standing to the side, faintly smiling at his phone while typing something. It was... weirdly suspicious.

Zhou Tianwang* grinned, swirling his wine glass as he leaned over, "What's Old Yu doing? Sexting with the little wife?"

(*Tianwang here is a title, like superstar or popstar.)

Zhou Yunchen obviously knew Yu Jingxing wasn't the type. Sexting was more his thing, not Yu Jingxing's.

Yu Jingxing slipped his phone back into his pocket, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes with a faint smile:
"Just teasing a kid."

Zhou Yunchen:
"..."
He was speechless.

As an old family friend of the Yu household, he had access to all the insider gossip.

Yu Jingxing registering his marriage had already made headlines within the family. Old Master Yu had lost millions playing mahjong a couple days ago and was still grinning like a proud old peacock.

Yu Jingxing's mom had even prepared a room for her new daughter-in-law.

The Yu family had always liked peace and quiet. From their grandparents' generation, husbands and wives had always had separate bedrooms. Two rooms with a connecting door—sleep together if you want to, live solo if you don't. No one bothers anyone.

Word was, the room she prepared for the little daughter-in-law was full of dolls, a human-sized teddy bear, and soft pink wallpaper. It looked like a little princess's room. The window view? A full rose garden, stretched across the rooftop terrace.

Damn. Just how badly did Mrs. Yu want a daughter?

Hope she didn't scare the poor girl off.

Honestly, Zhou Yunchen had never even considered marriage.

It wasn't about compatibility—there were women who seemed "suitable," and women willing to bend over backwards to marry into wealth.

They could tick all your boxes in theory—but did you actually like her?

At thirty, if you were still willing to go all-in for love, that was already a kind of blessing.

But if you married someone you didn't love? Why even bother?

Worse life quality, less happiness, dragging another person down with you? Sounds like a disease.

He figured he was one of the lucky ones.

Yu Jingxing had a rough history with his parents. When he was younger and reckless, he dyed his hair silver and ran away from home. He'd rather transfer schools and move to Haicheng than ever go back.

Back in the '90s, silver hair and that cold, defiant attitude nearly gave Old Master Yu a heart attack.

No one knew what changed, but a few years later, he eventually came home.

Now, the young man with black hair falling over his eyes looked refined and polite. He smiled when speaking to others, seemed gentle and courteous, and that old air of nihilism was gone.

But the distance between him and his parents had never healed.

No one knew what really happened during his years in Haicheng—it remained a mystery to this day.

More than ten years had passed since then. The past was like smoke.

In the few photos that remained, the silver-haired teen sat on a race car with a cigarette in hand, expression blank. His lips seemed to curve in a smile, but his eyes were ice-cold. The glowing cigarette between his fingers was the only warmth in the entire frame.

That too, had become nothing more than an old story.

The rebellious teen had grown into a composed, elegant man.

Time had smoothed all his sharp edges, worn down his defiance.

He was still distant, still hard to get close to—but he had learned not to let pain become suffering, and no longer expected much from anyone or anything. That's why his smile now appeared so easy, so calm.

And yet, somehow, Yu Jingxing had willingly put on a shackle for someone.

Zhou Yunchen sipped his wine, a little tipsy, and rubbed his forehead with a low chuckle.

He never expected Yu Jingxing, of all people, to become a whipped husband. The contrast was too much.

In private, the man never took off his wedding ring. He didn't talk about it, but his whole demeanor screamed "happily married man" with just a hint of pitiful devotion.

There was that one time he was on the phone with his wife—he was basically doting over her like crazy. International Best Actor or not, he'd thrown away all pride.

Yu Jingxing stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, head bowed, voice impossibly gentle.

Saying stuff like:
"Have you been eating properly lately?"

And with a soft laugh:
"Mm... yeah, looks like you've lost a little weight."

"Okay, be good. Mhm... No, you're not tan, your hubby's just being dramatic."

He even had that subtle flirtatious tone—gentlemanly on the surface, but sneakily teasing underneath.

His wife's voice on the other end? Completely flustered, on the verge of crying while acting spoiled.

Yu Jingxing? Just smiled to himself like a lovesick fool.

Behind him, Sun Xinhang literally spat red wine out of his nose.

That night, Li Yuanyuan was scrolling Weibo before bed.

She suddenly sat up with a dramatic start. "Oh my god!"

Jing Zi, wearing a face mask, muttered from the bed, "What's with the dramatics?"

Li Yuanyuan gasped, "You won't believe what I just saw! #YuJingxingWife #YuJingxingMarriage—I clicked in and it's a leak from one of my bias's celeb friends!"

Jing Zi: "AAAAHHHH WHAT WHAT WHAT SAY IT AGAIN??"

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