Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 342 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 42_1

Chapter 342: Chapter 342 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 42_1

Running into Fan Xiaofei on the street? Huang Lei looked at Fan Xiaofei standing before her, his face all mock-coincidence, and couldn’t help but feel there was something off.

They had been classmates for years and didn’t live far from each other, yet they had never bumped into each other before.

Just the other day, Elder Huang had an unpleasant encounter at the Zhu Family’s place, and suddenly this guy pulls a coincidental meeting act; no problem would actually be the problem.

"Spit it out, what do you want?"

"Did the Zhu Family send you to make peace?"

These past few days, families had been inviting Huang Dapeng to cook for them, but after the Zhu Family pulled their stunt, Old Master Huang blew up and declared he wouldn’t cook in their homes.

If they really wanted a meal, then they should treat him at a restaurant.

Usually, inviting someone home indicates either a family reunion or entertaining important guests, and it’s not suitable to take them to a restaurant—it’s too prone to problems.

Certainly, they weren’t ignorant of the Zhu Family’s doings, but they had no conflicts of interest and preferred to turn a blind eye.

However, the Zhu Family’s recent actions had thoroughly provoked them; no matter who would plead, Elder Huang wouldn’t step in, and anyone would be angered by such treatment.

It seems that because of this, the Zhu Family is also not having an easy time.

Speak for the Zhu Family? Irritation flickered through Fan Xiaofei’s eyes, "They’re capable, they have lots of connections; they don’t need me at all."

Even if they approached him, he wouldn’t help. He vividly remembered being alone in the kitchen, busy with work while the Zhu Family members enjoyed themselves eating, drinking, and playing outside.

Occasionally someone would come in to cause trouble, asking him to wash this and then wash that, and by the time he finished everything, it was already dinner time.

Although they didn’t ask him to cook dinner, they still needed him to clean up; essentially, he was busy the whole day.

When he got home that night and lay in bed, he was almost moved to tears.

And the Zhu Family, those pigs, even made fun of him for it, and in the following days, they loaded him with so much work, completely treating him like a nanny, busy from morning till night.

"If possible, I hope the Zhu Family has bad luck," Fan Xiaofei muttered through gritted teeth.

Looking at the fierce expression on Fan Xiaofei’s face, Huang Lei really couldn’t hold back, "Has anyone told you that you’ve gotten uglier?"

"Your face is all scheming; it’s certainly grown sharper." It’s true what they say about the outer reflecting the inner.

The Fan Xiaofei of the past was quite good-looking, but now, probably due to being in complex circumstances, not having a good time, and feeling stressed from both ends, if this young master could still tolerate it, he would truly be extraordinarily ruthless.

Fan Xiaofei had imagined that if Huang Lei knew about his current hardships, she would mock or scorn him.

But to his surprise, she actually said he had gotten uglier and that he had a mean look.

Looking at Fan Xiaofei’s incredulous face, Huang Lei gently patted his shoulder, "I know you’re used to hearing people say you’re smart, capable, and handsome."

"Otherwise, you wouldn’t have married into a Wealthy Family." Huang Lei didn’t think these words offended Fan Xiaofei; she was just stating the facts.

If someone couldn’t handle it, then they were just pretending—after all, in many circles, the current Fan Xiaofei was truly the butt of the joke.

Watching Huang Lei in front of him, throwing around terms like "live-in son-in-law" with such ease, really fanned his anger.

But recalling why he came to see Huang Lei, he could only endure it; what else could he do?

After mulling over it, "Aren’t you worried the Zhu Family will seek revenge since your grandfather offended them?"

He had wanted to ask Huang Lei whether she knew about Huang Dapeng’s relation to the big courtyard, but decided against voicing the question.

Worried about revenge? "My family’s roots are red, I am a single granddaughter raised by the family, and I’ve even heeded the call to go work on a farm, to build a better rural life."

"My grandparents started as apprentices and labored to support themselves, they are hardworking people of humble origins."

"Now that they work hard and honest, what’s there to worry about?"

After all, the Zhu family has some status, but they are not without enemies nor are they the sole power; they can’t make decisions about everything.

Looking at Huang Lei, who was talking eloquently in front of him, Fan Xiaofei was truly frustrated. The Huang Lei he remembered was never so articulate.

How come she had become such a smooth talker all of a sudden? Fan Xiaofei was literally wiping his forehead.

Seeing the puzzled look on Fan Xiaofei’s face, Huang Lei couldn’t help but snicker. Yes, this was how it should be.

"Alright, it’s getting late; I won’t hold you up any longer. You are a very busy man after all," she said.

After saying that, she picked up her things and left. She wasn’t foolish; she had seen through Fan Xiaofei’s true intentions. He just wanted to stir up discord, to pit her family against the Zhu family.

Not to mention that her family was just a family of cooks, how could they compare with the powerful and influential Zhu family? It would be an instant defeat.

If they contested with the Zhu family over such a trivial matter and word got out, it would turn her family from being in the right to being in the wrong.

She did want to see the Zhu family’s misfortune but was even more eager to witness Fan Xiaofei’s downfall.

Just because he was having a hard time now didn’t mean it would always be the case in the future.

Remember, Fan Xiaofei got into university right after the resumption of the college entrance examination, the "gaokao," which was also the moment that changed someone’s destiny.

If possible, he should just sink and wallow with Zhong Wuyan for the rest of his life. The time of recklessness in his youth was the pinnacle of his life.

Watching Huang Lei walk away, Fan Xiaofei just felt that she was genuinely hard to pin down.

He truly couldn’t believe that Huang Lei hadn’t grasped the meaning behind his words, and yet, she just left.

"Coward," he muttered.

"Really just a big coward."

"Deserved to be looked down upon, deserved to have connections, yet still ended up as a cook."

Even when Fan Xiaofei had sunk to the lowest point in life, he still looked down on Huang Dapeng the cook.

His downfall was only temporary; given a good opportunity, he was sure to rise again.

But he had never heard of any cook rising to a high position later on, at best becoming a senior chef, and what of it?

After criticizing Huang Lei for a long time, Fan Xiaofei found a spot and sat down with a plop.

What now? He had spoken sharply, belittled the Huang family thoroughly, but could that change anything?

Not in the least. If the Huang family didn’t step in, even though the Zhu family was having difficulties now, if they found a chance to act, they could resolve their troubles in a matter of minutes.

This great opportunity, who knows how long it would be before another like it came along.

He knew that when his family faced trouble, the Zhu family did not hold back from taking action, otherwise they wouldn’t have grabbed so many resources.

In any case, he had to make sure the Zhu family suffered, so he wouldn’t have to deal with that pig anymore.

Every night he catered to that pig, Fan Xiaofei genuinely felt like vomiting. He remembered how, from childhood to adulthood, so many people pursued him.

What he looked forward to in a wife was someone gentle, obedient, and understanding; definitely not the pig from the Zhu family.

Every day he wondered if people were talking behind his back, saying he had married a shrew.

What to do? Fan Xiaofei sat by the roadside for a long time, thinking. If the Huang family wouldn’t cooperate with him, it didn’t matter; he could find someone else. He refused to believe he couldn’t find anyone.

Thinking and thinking, he actually did come up with a very good candidate, but how to cooperate with them was the problem.

Regardless, he absolutely couldn’t come out at a loss.