Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 69 - 66 Match in Social Status (Additional update for the 10th alliance @ Lewd Breeze with Falling Grass)

Chapter 69: Chapter 66 Match in Social Status (Additional update for the 10th alliance @ Lewd Breeze with Falling Grass)

Yan Yan felt a pang of heartache for Qi Yi, who had to deal with family upheaval alone back in China.

In everyone’s eyes, Qi Yi, who seemed so flawless, had always lived in such an unhappy family.

No wonder Qi Yi had a character hidden from everyone, one that was fearful of gaining and losing.

Yan Yan finally understood why, during high school, Qi Yi’s mother had used that tone and that strange way of speaking to persuade Qi Yi to apply to Peking University.

Qi Yi’s mother indeed regarded getting Qi Yi into Peking University as her own marriage’s last chance.

To have a good New Year, yet Qi Yi had to face both family upheaval and his mother’s breakdown.

If it weren’t for her parents being in Melbourne, Yan Yan really wanted to go back and see Qi Yi, maybe she couldn’t do anything, but at such a time, just being quietly by Qi Yi’s side was enough.

Some people, all their halos are given by their family.

Without rich and powerful parents, they might be nothing.

But Qi Yi’s life was completely dependent on himself.

.........

Yan Yan went with her parents to see a house in Hawthorn.

"Mom, let me ask you a question, if Qi Yi’s family background was very ordinary, would you mind?" Yan Yan suddenly raised a question that normally, kids wouldn’t directly ask their parents.

"No, why should I mind someone’s family background? Are your dad and I short on food or money for you?" Lu Bingran answered with a smile.

"Isn’t it said that parents like to match their children with families of equal social standing?" Yan Yan raised her own doubts.

"True matching of social standing means that the two people’s insights are equivalent, they have common topics, and they can grow together. If we’re talking about bank savings, how many people are really matched when they get married?" Mom explained her view.

"Are you really that open-minded?" Yan Yan was a bit surprised by her mom’s statement.

"We only have one daughter, do we really need a dowry from someone else to afford raising you?" Mom looked at Yan Yan with a slightly amused expression at this moment.

"That’s also true." Yan Yan smiled brightly, suddenly feeling relieved.

"In your generation, what does it matter if a family is good or not? When your dad and I got married, his family was so poor they barely had enough to eat. Look at your uncle and your dad now. Those people who laughed at your mom back then for marrying into poverty, do they have anything to say now?" Mom spoke of this matter with a rather proud expression.

"Oh, so that’s how it was. It seems my mom was quite a heroine when she was young." Although it was an acknowledgment, Yan Yan meant it sincerely.

"Heroine might be an overstatement, but she was pretty accurate in judging people. What’s up, is your handsome boyfriend’s family background not that good?" Mom asked Yan Yan.

"Not very clear, but it probably isn’t very good." Yan Yan answered honestly.

Qi Yi’s original family background was definitely not good, he had already told her this over the phone.

As for what the situation is now after Qi Yi’s father got into business, Yan Yan hadn’t asked.

And besides, even if his dad’s business was doing well now, they had already divorced.

"Is that so? Then the question you just asked me, whether I would mind about Qi Yi’s family background, should have been the other way around." Lu Bingran reminded Yan Yan.

"The other way around, what do you mean?" Yan Yan was a bit puzzled.

"You should have asked whether Qi Yi would mind our family’s background." Mrs. Yan clarified Yan Yan’s doubt.

"Why is that?" Yan Yan was still a bit confused.

"Many people who excel both academically and morally from a young age but come from poor backgrounds are particularly proud internally. Put simply, they are simultaneously arrogant and inferior. It can be very tiring to deal with someone who’s poor but only has their pride left." Lu Bingran explained her viewpoint.

"Mom, you seem to have strong feelings about someone’s family background." Yan Yan gave her mom a rather mischievous look.

"Yes, back in the day, the poor guys who wanted to woo me were a dime a dozen, but the one who dared to marry me was only your dad, this naive guy whose mind was filled with nothing but his technical skills." Lu Bingran shared her sentiments.

"You two women, can you not talk bad about me when I am right here?" Yan Dabang suddenly interjected.

Yan Dabang had initially been walking in front, following the agent to learn about the house, but when he wanted to ask his wife’s opinion, he realized the mother and daughter duo were so engrossed in their chat behind that they didn’t keep up.

When Yan Dabang turned to look for the mother and daughter, he only heard words like "skills" and "foolish lad."

"Where is that coming from? My mom was clearly complimenting you just now, you foolish lad Dad, so heroic." Yan Yan smiled as she walked up to Yan Dabang, taking his hand as they headed towards the yard of the villa about to be auctioned in Hawthorn.

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Waiwai:

Reply=>

It’s magical, I just slept for ten hours.

I can’t even remember when was the last time I slept so soundly.

I also obediently had a dream about you.

Maybe because I slept so well that I can’t quite remember the contents of the dream, I only remember the way you looked at me.

Then I felt so at ease in your gaze that I continued to sleep right up until now.

The way you look at me is even more healing than sleeping pills.

About whether I had a good year, I think I already answered that on the phone.

In Melbourne, you said I probably couldn’t understand the feeling when my mom and you talked about having me apply to Peking University.

Now you should already know that I’ve been experiencing that feeling occasionally since middle school.

I seem to have never brought up my family to anyone.

I don’t actually think my family is that unfortunate.

If my mom hadn’t deceived herself and divorced my dad sooner, just the two of us—my mom and I—would probably have had a good life.

Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore.

In Melbourne, I forced you to apologize to me and now I’m forcing you to say you love me.

Thinking about it, I really am very much the "little wife," and I have nothing to deny.

I just want you to make lots of promises; I just want to hear you say you love me.

Deep down, I’m still worried that you’ll leave me suddenly without saying anything, just like in high school.

What to do, I don’t want to hide my little thoughts from you at all.

I am just that insecure, I am just that afraid of losing you. Would you despise this kind of "little wife"?

They say people who grow up in unhealthy families either don’t believe in love at all or are extremely tenacious in love.

I definitely belong to the latter.

If acting like a "little wife" can receive your love drawings, I hope I can keep doing this forever.

In 11th grade, you wrote letters to me and liked to draw little cartoons on the paper.

At that time, I didn’t think those cartoons had any qualities other than being cute.

It turns out our Waiwai can also express love through drawings—how blessed!

If I could now retrieve all those letters you wrote to me, I would definitely read each one very carefully all over again—I want to see what sweet nothings you drew for me back then.

I also have another thing I am eager to confess.

Waiwai, I love you.

Question=>

What to do, am I a bit too much the "little wife"?