Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 106: Brother-in-law is the Ex 6_1

Ho Zhen listened to the sound of running water from the bathroom and fell into deep thought. In the few days since he returned from his business trip, they hadn’t had any meaningful conversations, fine.

She didn’t even know how to wash clothes, even though he had already sorted them out, including the underwear. It was always like this.

He was the one who went out to buy breakfast, and dinner wasn’t even worth mentioning—the stove at home hadn’t been lit for a long time.

Although he made quite a profit from the business trip, securing several deals and earning a handsome commission.

But constantly eating out wasn’t cheap, and the food was just so-so. He really missed home-cooked meals, especially Huang Jing’s soups.

Seizing the moment when Huang Jing stepped out of the shower, "Xiao Jing, I want to drink the soup you make."

Was he suddenly remembering her culinary skills? Huang Jing’s response was straightforward, "I don’t have the time."

"Making soup doesn’t take much time," he protested. She used to be busy with work but still continued to make soup. Why couldn’t she do it now?

Ho Zhen felt aggrieved, just short of saying outright, "If you don’t love me anymore."

"I get up after seven in the morning, leave at half-past seven, and don’t get home until after ten at night. Do you think I have time?"

"I could buy the ingredients," Ho Zhen considered, then realized, at that time the markets would be closed.

Was it really an issue of ingredients? "You think making soup doesn’t require watching the pot?"

"Doesn’t soup take two hours to make?" She reasoned. Anyway, staying up late to make soup for some worthless guy was absolutely out of the question.

"Right, didn’t you say last time that you had chicken soup with a client, and it tasted very good?"

"If that chicken soup was better than mine, you can go there to drink it," Huang Jing said, suggesting that as long as he was willing to pay, he could always find a place to have soup.

Of course, Ho Zhen remembered that place, but the crux of the matter was, "It’s expensive there."

Expensive? Yeah, right, he just wanted to drink the chicken soup she made without spending a dime, didn’t he?

"I only managed to make good chicken soup after asking your mother for advice."

"You could also ask your mother more about how she makes it. You could learn a bit," she suggested.

"After all, my workload is only increasing. I can’t continue as I did before."

In the original host’s memories, wasn’t he the one who specifically learned how to make chicken soup from his mother to please Huang Lei?

Since he would have to learn it anyway, then he should start learning now. Otherwise, he would be all over the place when the time came.

What? He was supposed to learn how to make chicken soup? Ho Zhen’s expression immediately drooped, "How do you think my mom would view you if I asked her?"

"How would she view me?" Huang Jing snorted dismissively. She too had received various things from the host’s parents.

After learning about Ho Zhen’s relationship with Huang Lei, they began to dismiss the host. Truly, like parents, like child.

"There’s no way around it. If only they could give you money to buy a house, we wouldn’t need to struggle in this place. I wouldn’t need to work overtime."

"I want to find a relaxed job too, who wishes to wake up every day struggling for every little square meter."

"When you make a monthly income of one or two hundred thousand, I assure you, I can wait on you hand and foot."

"Or if your family can guarantee to cover half of the housing cost." She scoffed, on one hand hoping she would earn more money, yet on the other, expecting her to take good care of Ho Zhen.

What a fantasy, not even in dreams would this happen.

Even if he ended up with Huang Lei later on, he was still pampering her in every way. People are really like this, unappreciative of what they have, taking it for granted instead.

"Alright, I need to rest now."

"Oh, by the way." Huang Jing stopped walking, "before we visit my parents."

"Think carefully about whether you want to meet my parents."

"If you don’t want to, say it early, so I can tell my boss I’ll work overtime this weekend."

Huang Jing still seemed reluctant to work overtime, showing an evident lack of desire to return home.

Listening to Huang Jing, Ho Zhen’s heart instantly sank. He knew how much she cared about what his parents said, yet now even bringing them up was useless.

It clearly meant that she really was considering it, and the helpless Ho Zhen could only beg for mercy, thinking that he would let it go this time and allow someone to be smug for a while.

Once he regained the upper hand, he would definitely make her understand that a man’s words must be heeded and a man’s directives cannot be challenged.

Otherwise, the consequences would be serious, more than she could bear.

Seeing Ho Zhen back down, Huang Jing snorted coldly and went inside to rest.

In the days before their departure, Ho Zhen was obliging and compliant, which made Huang Jing certain that he must be planning some follow-up move.

But she didn’t care, for what could hurt her was the attachment the original host had for Ho Zhen and the Huang family.

To Huang Jing, who had a new "core," these people were strangers, not even comparable to colleagues.

After arriving by train, she took a taxi home, not expecting Huang Lixin and Zhang Xiaoya to pick her up—that was a privilege reserved for Huang Lei.

Having arrived at the complex, Huang Jing felt relieved that ever since Huang Lei had started working and getting older, the Huang family fretted over her marriage prospects and specifically bought a new house to move into.

Because in the original complex, Huang Lei’s reputation wasn’t good, and anyone inquiring would only hear unpleasant stories about her.

After one or two such instances, it was obvious for the Huang Lixin couple to change houses—what else could they do with a depreciating asset?

Especially when they were still young enough to help Huang Lei with childcare, and once the children grew up, even if the son-in-law proved unreliable, they would still have the children.

Eventually, the children of Huang Jing and Huang Lei would certainly take good care of Huang Lei.

Huang Lixin and his wife never considered whether Huang Jing would agree as her husband certainly wouldn’t.

In fact, they had always hoped to find a meek and obedient young man, preferably one who liked Huang Lei, so that he wouldn’t oppose taking care of his wife’s older sister.

They had prospective targets in mind, but unfortunately, Huang Jing already had a boyfriend, which greatly dissatisfied them.

As for the boyfriend’s modest circumstances, they had no objections, actually feeling quite content with it.

After all, if he had been in a better position, how would he willingly let Huang Jing take care of her sister? He certainly would have had many complaints.

When Huang Lei found out that Huang Jing was bringing the long-discussed boyfriend today to visit their parents and also talk about marriage, her mood plummeted.

She always despised, utterly despised her twin sister, Huang Jing—despised her in every way.

Even though she was prettier, many people seemed to prefer Huang Jing. Was it just because she got better grades?

But it didn’t matter, for as long as Huang Lixin and his wife liked her, that was enough.

Even though Huang Jing had a higher salary, what did it matter? The money and house earned by her parents were left for her.

The money Huang Jing gave to their parents was also hers.

But the thought of Huang Jing already having a boyfriend, and though his family wasn’t wealthy and his parents weren’t in good health,

he did have a pension, and most crucially, his annual income started at around two hundred thousand.

How could she not be jealous? The men she had met or been introduced to had salaries of just over a hundred thousand, which was decent back in 2010.

But now, with Huang Jing’s high salary and high-earning boyfriend, Huang Lei was livid.

"I really hope her boyfriend turns out to be a fat old man." That would have made her feel so much better.