On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 11
by Little PandaCall Her Mom
Often fascinated and completely captivated by women
Fu Yunqing must have opened the door and looked.
Imagining that scene, imagining her mood and disappointment, Yu Yan let out a wail and covered her face. She regretted it so much. She really shouldn’t have played with Fu-jiejie’s feelings.
She rolled over and sat up. After a moment of deliberation, she carefully sent Fu Yunqing a coquettish emoji.
Fu Yunqing wasn’t angry: 【Go to sleep.】
She had to make up for the affection she had squandered. Holding down the voice message button, Yu Yan pinched her voice1 and said softly, “Goodnight, Fu-jiejie.”
Fu Yunqing: 【Goodnight.】
After that ordeal, Yu Yan sobered up even more.
But she was still drowsy. She set down her phone, closed her eyes to cultivate her sleepiness, and drifted off without realizing it. In the middle of the night, she woke up parched and got up to drink some water.
She had intended to go back to sleep, but the phone on the nightstand kept lighting up, sparking her curiosity. Leaning back against the headboard, she saw it was entirely greetings sent by her friends back in China. After replying to their messages, she felt bored and started flipping through her photo album.
She had taken a lot of photos today—local culture, scenery, and the like. Flipping back and forth, she found none of them as satisfying as the candid shot she had taken of Fu Yunqing in the car.
Fu Yunqing looked beautiful no matter how one looked at her.
Fu Yunqing was truly wonderful.
Yu Yan rolled over, lying on her stomach as she recalled every little detail of the night with her Fu-jiejie. Seized by a sudden impulse, she edited a nine-grid photo set2 and posted it to her WeChat Moments. She placed the photo of Fu Yunqing glancing back from the car window dead in the center.
Caption: 【First glance upon arriving in Dublin.】
Then, she became the first to comment underneath her own post: 【My heart and eyes are completely full of Wife~】
The next day, Yu Yan slept until she woke up naturally.
Squinting, she unlocked her phone and saw that she had slept all the way until ten in the morning, Ireland time. There was also a massive pile of unread messages on WeChat.
Yu Yan sat up and took a cursory glance. Because of that casual WeChat Moments post with Fu Yunqing’s photo from the middle of the night, a lot of people had sought her out.
They could roughly be divided into two camps. One consisted of the besties she usually went clubbing and drinking with, who were howling over Fu Yunqing’s beauty. The other camp… well, it consisted of people similar to that heavenly dish3 senior she had rejected.
Yu Yan owed a lot of peach blossom debts4, and she knew it. She knew she was particularly sinful in this regard, but what could she do? She loved playing around with girls. She was exceptionally bad at grasping the proper boundaries when interacting with them, and she didn’t even know if she actually liked them deep down. What was indisputable was that she was incredibly happy when she spent time with them. She was frequently captivated and completely infatuated by women, and she knew full well that the other party was being drawn to her just the same.
Little tricks and small schemes—she was in her element when it came to building ambiguous tension. But whether or not she wanted to take responsibility was another matter entirely.
A scum woman. Yu Yan was undoubtedly a player, and a self-aware one at that. But she couldn’t help how happy it made her in the moment. She truly couldn’t resist the temptation of women.
The people coming to her could even be traced back to the introverted deskmate she had helped in middle school, who had dropped into her inbox with a massive essay of a message. There was the top-student from the neighboring class she had loved in high school, who asked her in a roundabout way if she actually liked her marriage partner. And then there was the heavenly dish senior she had rejected recently because of her impending marriage to Fu Yunqing; the senior said she had found a very good job, passed her probation, and if she worked hard, her monthly salary could exceed thirty thousand—all of which she could give to Yu Yan to spend.
What am I supposed to do, jiejie? I really want to elope with you too, but thirty thousand a month really isn’t enough for me to spend.
Yu Yan didn’t know how to reply for the moment, so she tossed those aside. It was still the messages from her endlessly tolerant besties that relaxed her; with them, Yu Yan could unleash her true nature without any scruples.
Liang Su: 【I’ve already packed my bags! I’ll be setting off in a few days to see the great beauty in person!】
Yu Yan replied: 【Okay!】
Shen Rui: 【Beautiful jiejie drooling.jpg. Hehehe.jpg. Ahhh.jpg. Heart.jpg.】
Yu Yan replied: 【My good girl, why are you acting so silly?】
Huo Xixi: 【I refuse to accept this! My good girl, why is your life so blessed? You’ve got beautiful women swarming around you like clouds—why don’t I? It’s not fair! I’m clearly a sweet girl5 too!】
Yu Yan replied: 【Because you’re too much of an ‘i’6. You blush and stammer whenever a woman talks to you. To seduce women, you have to be a little slutty. I’m not a sweet girl; I’m a s/l/u/t/t/y w/o/m/a/n.】
Huo Xixi replied: 【Wuwuwu, please Yan-jie, teach me how to be s/l/u/t/t/y!】
Yu Yan replied: 【I was born with it. You can’t learn it~】
Huo Xixi: 【You dead woman! Gritting teeth.jpg.】
After not seeing her sisters for a few days, Yu Yan actually missed them a little.
It was a real pity that Lu Yu, that idiot, said she was still in the mountains tutoring kids and couldn’t fly out to Ireland to attend her wedding of the century.
Yu Yan asked her: 【When will your sister finally get to see you?】
Lu Yu: 【I don’t know, nothing’s certain yet.】
Lu Yu: 【Otherwise, you can come play in the village after you get married. The Young Miss can experience a bit of rural life.】
Yu Yan: 【That works too. When the time comes, you better be there to welcome this miss’s carriage.】
Lu Yu: 【Alright, alright, Young Miss. I’ll make roast whole lamb for you to eat.】
Time flew by when playing on the phone. Before she knew it, half an hour had passed. Yu Lan came to knock on her door to wake her up. Yu Yan gave a lazy hum of acknowledgment and rolled out of bed.
Her hair was a mess and her eyes were still heavy with sleep. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and dressed up a little. After checking the mirror to confirm she was in a beautifully presentable state, Yu Yan sent a message to Fu Yunqing: 【Where are you, jiejie? Are you in your room?】
Fu Yunqing: 【I’m in the top floor restaurant.】
Yu Yan: 【Alrighty!】
Yu Yan: 【I’m coming.jpg.】
Yu Yan hurried up to the top floor, arriving just in time to catch the beauty having her meal. She quickly went over to the buffet area to plate herself a serving as well, then took a seat right across from Fu Yunqing.
Fu Yunqing looked so beautiful today. She wore light, soft makeup and a purple floral French waist-cinching dress. Her skin was incredibly pale, and her collarbones were stunning. Her long hair cascaded all the way down to her waist, maintained with a rich, healthy luster.
Yu Yan used to boast that she was almost obsessed with Western women, but right now, putting Fu Yunqing in the middle of all these blonde-haired, blue-eyed women… Yu Yan couldn’t tear her eyes away from Fu Yunqing for even a second to look at anyone else.
Fu Yunqing possessed an Eastern face filled with classical charm.
The aesthetic preferences of the East were truly carved right into one’s DNA.
“Hello, gorgeous~”
“Can I sit here?” Yu Yan greeted her, pretending to be frivolous.
Fu Yunqing gave an “Mm” of acknowledgment, permitting her presumption.
Feeling that this wasn’t interesting enough, Yu Yan blinked at her. “Can we add each other on WeChat and get to know each other? Jiejie is so charming and so beautiful. Just seeing you makes my eyes refuse to look anywhere else.”
She was so practiced at this. It looked like she had said this exact line to plenty of other jiejies.
Fu Yunqing gave her a faint look and didn’t speak.
She just didn’t speak.
She ignored her completely.
It looks like Fu-jiejie is still angry, isn’t she? Yu Yan was endlessly frustrated, furrowing her brows as she anxiously tried to think of a countermeasure.
“Jiejie~ Don’t ignore me. I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have lied to you. I’m a jerk.”
“…”
Seeing that Fu Yunqing was still ignoring her, Yu Yan stretched her leg out under the table. She tapped the toe of her shoe against Fu Yunqing’s calf, then pressed against it and slowly slid down, lightly rubbing against her ankle. All the while, her eyes closely observed the other woman’s reaction.
Seeing Fu Yunqing’s brows furrow as she finally looked up, Yu Yan hastily withdrew her foot. Acting as if absolutely nothing had happened, she changed the subject. “Fu-jiejie, let me tell you, I dreamt about you last night.”
Really? Fu Yunqing wasn’t going to easily believe the words of a liar anymore. She set down her knife and fork. “What did you dream about?”
She had the look of someone waiting to see what kind of nonsense the girl was going to pull this time.
What had she dreamt about? Yu Yan’s ability to fabricate things on the spot was strictly first-class, and inspiration struck her quickly. Smiling, she said, “I dreamt that we raised a cat together. It was pitch black. She called you Mom, and she called me jiejie.”
Fu Yunqing froze, lowering her eyelashes.
A cat. Black. Calling her jiejie, and calling her… Mom.
Footnotes
- 'Pinching the voice' (jiā zhe sǎngzi) is modern Chinese slang for deliberately speaking in a higher-pitched, softer, and overly cute tone to act coquettish or sweet.
- A 'nine-grid' (jiǔgōnggé) refers to the layout on WeChat Moments where users can post a maximum of nine photos in a 3x3 square grid. Placing a photo in the exact center highlights it as the most important.
- 'Tiāncài' (heavenly dish) is modern slang for an ideal partner.
- 'Peach blossom debts' (táohuā zhài) refer to unresolved romantic entanglements, broken hearts, or flirtations that a person has accumulated over time.
- 'Sweet girl' (tián mèi) is a modern Chinese internet archetype referring to a cute, feminine, and innocent-looking girl.
- In modern Chinese internet slang, 'i' refers to the 'Introvert' (I) personality type in the MBTI assessment. Calling someone 'too i' means they are painfully shy or socially awkward.
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