Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 907 - 908 Toxic Fatherly Love 40

Chapter 907: Chapter 908 Toxic Fatherly Love 40

The elderly lady took a deep breath. "With such amazing grades, when you return, you must properly honor your great-grandfather, your granduncle, and your grandfather."

"Of course, also your mom. If your mom were still here and knew you achieved such high marks, she would be overjoyed."

"Oh right, we also need to visit the temple for thanksgiving." The elderly lady remembered something important.

She kept patting Zhang Yu’s hand. "I told you, didn’t I? That temple’s Bodhisattva is truly responsive! Look, the Bodhisattva blessed you to achieve such wonderful grades."

"Yes, yes, we must thank the Bodhisattva," Zhang Yu agreed without challenging Li Cuifen.

"When we head home, let’s first honor my great-grandfather and the others, then go fulfill the vow."

"Yes, absolutely, we can’t skip that."

"I’ll have to ask how people properly fulfill their vows. You’ve achieved such incredible grades; we can’t be careless."

"I’ve always known that a child from our family would excel academically." Li Cuifen recalled how Wu Hao said that no member of the Zhang Family was good at studying, and it infuriated her.

She had never encountered someone so over-the-line. "Little Yu, is there anything you want?"

After saying all these things, Li Cuifen finally remembered the most important matter: rewarding Zhang Yu.

"What do you want?" Zhang Yu didn’t hesitate before answering, "I don’t ask for much. I just hope my grandmother stays healthy."

Li Cuifen had been pondering how to reward Zhang Yu, but hadn’t expected such a wish. It deeply moved the elderly lady.

"I’ll definitely stay healthy and follow the doctor’s advice." Nowadays, Li Cuifen was truly diligent in listening to the doctor’s instructions and remembering every word.

"I haven’t even seen you, Little Yu, get married and have children yet." She intended to help Little Yu find a good husband.

"He absolutely cannot be like Wu Hao." The elderly lady began to calculate whether any boys among her close friends’ families would be suitable for Little Yu.

After thinking it over, the elderly lady reluctantly concluded that suitable boys for Little Yu were genuinely scarce.

They were either not outstanding enough, overly arrogant, or had overly demanding future mothers-in-law. Overall, none seemed suitable.

Li Cuifen thought over her connections and realized she knew too few people; trying to find a suitable boy for her granddaughter was genuinely hard.

Zhang Yu had no idea that the elderly lady had already started planning her future marriage. Otherwise, she’d definitely say she was still young and not in a hurry.

Coming back to the present, the elderly lady said, "How about this, Little Yu? You’re getting older now, and you’re attending university. I’ll buy you an apartment."

Money can easily be taken advantage of, but an apartment is not something that can be snatched away so easily.

A university admission and getting an apartment? Wow, Wang Lei was green with envy—very envious. Why didn’t she have such a wonderful grandmother?

Thinking of her own grandmother made her sigh. Even though both were grandmothers, the difference was stark. Her grandmother’s thoughts revolved around wrangling money from their family to benefit her uncles.

"An apartment?" Zhang Yu had no intention of accepting one. "No need, Grandma, I really don’t need it."

The elderly lady’s illness already consumed a significant amount of money, and purchasing another apartment would leave her with little financial flexibility.

"I can’t afford a big apartment, but a small one is doable."

"I remember there are quite a few older neighborhoods near F University, with smaller units and reasonable prices. We’ll get one close to the subway. If you don’t live there, you can always rent it out."

Previously, the elderly lady had worried that owning too many apartments would draw attention and make her a target. Now she realized that, regardless of owning property or not, people would still see her as an easy mark.

"Alright, that works." Zhang Yu calculated and felt that those properties shouldn’t pose much issue for Li Cuifen.

Wang Lei listened to Li Cuifen’s analysis and was left dumbfounded. Such words sounded much less odd coming from her own parents.

But for an elderly person like Li Cuifen to speak this way—it was far from ordinary.

Wang Lei was still pondering this even after she returned to her room. "Little Yu, tell me, do you think if I asked my parents not to throw me a wedding banquet and buy me a small apartment instead, they’d agree?"

Ah, this question! Zhang Yu was a bit dumbfounded and didn’t know how to respond.

"This isn’t a small matter. Even the smallest apartment would cost hundreds of thousands."

"You can ask your parents." Zhang Yu didn’t mention that Mother Wang likely would still want to show off in front of relatives.

"I’ll ask them." Wang Lei thought it over and decided she’d better inquire. She called her parents from her room.

Wang Lei’s parents, upon receiving the call, thought something serious had happened and grew anxious.

When they learned the reason, they simply laughed. Father Wang didn’t outright deny it and said over the phone that they’d discuss it seriously.

After hanging up, Wang Lei grew uneasy. "Do you think they’re actually against buying me an apartment but didn’t want to say it outright because you were present?"

In response, Zhang Yu genuinely couldn’t say. "Still, your parents have strong earning capabilities, and you’re not buying frivolous things—it’s an apartment. I feel the likelihood of them agreeing is pretty high."

As parents, Wang Lei’s mom and dad really did put her interests first. "From another perspective, you hadn’t initially even thought of an apartment as a potential reward."

"If they agree, it’s a pleasant surprise. If they don’t, it’s still normal." Zhang Yu could only offer this reassurance.

Having participated in many projects and encountered various professions, Zhang Yu consciously avoided studying psychology.

As for comforting others, that was a weak area for her. Too many people had said she was overly rational, with consistently stable emotions—to the point of being cold-blooded.

This, Zhang Yu admitted, was a valid point. But for someone who had experienced so much in life, wasn’t rationality essential?

Wang Lei, hearing Zhang Yu’s analysis, couldn’t help but feel much better. "Little Yu, has anyone told you that you’re way too rational?"

"Why didn’t you study economics instead?"

"My dad said that was a good major, and I could go into economics work afterwards." Wang Lei had wanted to apply for F University’s flagship program but ultimately hadn’t.

Besides, she worried that her grades might not have been enough to get accepted.

Economics work? "Thinking of going into investment banking?" Zhang Yu shook her head. "That’s not a suitable job for you."

"Investment banking is stressful, and overtime is the norm." Of course, that was just part of it—there were also off-market dealings.

Zhang Yu herself had often dealt with investment bankers in the past. To fulfill their tasks and hit goals, they found countless ways to achieve their ends.

"Investment banking requires strong mathematical skills, connections with banks, or extensive social networks to bring in major clients."

"Otherwise, forget it." Zhang Yu was very straightforward. "The world of adults is never that simple."

Wang Lei looked at Zhang Yu in astonishment, realizing that despite being close friends, she didn’t truly understand her.

"What’s wrong?" Zhang Yu noticed Wang Lei staring and asked.

"I just realized you know so much. Me..." Wang Lei felt bitter. "Even though we’re the same age."