Ch 30: The Unfilial Children Trembles in Fear (QT)

Fu Junjie couldn’t help stepping forward and demanding,

“You’re not looking for another suitable husband so you can have a new heir, are you?”

Yun Xi replied,

“And what does that have to do with you?”

Fu Junjie angrily said,

“What do you take my dad for? What do you take me for? How can you be so cold-hearted?”

Yun Xi laughed.

“When I treated you as family before, you said I treated you like tools. Now that we have no relationship anymore, you’re asking what I take you for. The truth is, you’re already in your twenties. You can be whatever you want to be.

You have complete autonomy over your own life.

What other people think isn’t important.”

Over the years, Fu Junjie had argued with his mother countless times.

Every time, she would eventually be left speechless and angry.

But somehow, he had reached a point where he couldn’t win against her anymore.

“Anyway,” he said, “I don’t agree with you remarrying and having another child.

Did you ever consider my feelings?”

He glared at Yun Xi with fury in his eyes.

The man Yun Xi had been meeting tried to explain,

“Actually, we’re just…”

Yun Xi interrupted him and said to Fu Junjie,

“I used to say that we were family.

That family should respect one another as equals.

That we shouldn’t interfere in each other’s lives. I didn’t interfere with your marriage or your decision to have children. So you don’t have the right to interfere with my choices either, do you? Hasn’t that always been your logic?

Or are you such a hypocrite that I can’t interfere with you, but you can interfere with me whenever you want?”

“That’s different!”

“How is it different?”

Yun Xi stood up.

“Enough. I don’t have time to waste arguing with you. Mr. Fu, you need to understand something. The only thing connecting us now is a blood relationship that you hate more than anything else. Other than that, we have absolutely no relationship. I’ve already completed legal notarizations.

No matter what happens at any stage of my life, nobody will ever come to you to participate in my affairs.

That means even if I’m on my deathbed and someone needs to decide whether to remove life support, you won’t be involved.

As for your legal obligation to support me in old age, I’ve already notarized that I don’t want it.

So legally speaking, we won’t have any connection either.

We have no right to interfere in each other’s lives.

Do you understand?

I hope you’ll understand your place in the future and stop saying things that make people laugh.”

Fu Junjie blocked her path and stared directly at her.

“You really intend to cut me off forever? Never contact me again for the rest of your life?”

Yun Xi replied,

“Otherwise what?

So I can keep listening to you call me cold and heartless?”

Fu Junjie found himself unable to answer.

Every accusation Yun Xi made was impossible to refute.

Just as she was about to leave, he unwillingly asked,

“Just because I didn’t listen to you and insisted on marrying Yan Zhixin, you’re treating me like this?”

Yun Xi replied,

“It’s because you’ve always longed for an ordinary life and hated being my son.

So I gave you exactly what you wanted.”

With that, she pushed open the door and left without looking back.

Because Fu Junjie had wasted so much time, the delivery order he was supposed to complete received a complaint.

More money was deducted from his pay.

Irritated beyond measure, he didn’t even finish the remaining deliveries.

Instead, he found a random spot by the roadside, squatted down, and smoked.

A mother and son walked past him.

The boy looked to be in his mid-teens and was clearly in a rebellious phase.

Annoyed, he argued with his mother and blurted out,

“If I don’t study well, I can just deliver food, okay?

You don’t need to control me.

Just accept that your son is an ordinary person.”

His mother replied,

“But we are ordinary people.

What’s not ordinary about us? Ordinary people still want better lives. If you can sit in an air-conditioned office, why work outside in the sun and wind?

I’m not trying to make you some great success.

just want you to think carefully about the road you choose. Don’t keep talking about being ordinary or delivering food.

Have you been watching too many short videos?

Look at him. Does he look happy delivering food? Can you handle that kind of hardship? Do you think it’s easy? You could work a whole month and still not earn enough to buy the new computer you want.

Is that really the life you want?

Have you thought it through?”

Fu Junjie looked up at their backs.

He never imagined he would become a cautionary example.

An ordinary parent teaching her child not to end up like him.

Something inside him instantly snapped.

He jumped to his feet and shouted,

“If you’re teaching your kid, then teach your kid! What does that have to do with me? My life’s great! Stop looking down on people. With your attitude, what kind of kid can you raise? If you really loved your child, you’d respect him instead of controlling him. You’re suffocating him!”

The mother and son had already walked past.

Hearing this, they turned around.

When the mother realized he was yelling at her, she became furious.

“Are you crazy?

What did I even say about you?

Is delivering food hard work that means being out in the wind and sun? Yes.

Did I insult you?

Sounds like you’re the one who’s insecure.”

Fu Junjie shouted,

“What am I insecure about? My wife, child, and I are living great lives. We have food, clothes, and money. I deliver food because I want to. What right do you have to judge me? Who do you think you are? You’re just another selfish mother…”

“Shut up!”

The teenage boy rushed forward and punched him.

“How dare you talk about my mom! How dare you! Apologize to her!”

The boy kept swinging.

Within moments, blood was running from Fu Junjie’s nose.

The mother hurriedly pulled her son away.

“Stop fighting, stop fighting! Are you hurt? Mom’s fine. Let’s go.”

Bent over and holding his bleeding nose, Fu Junjie stared at the boy.

“Are you crazy?

I was standing up for you, and you hit me?”

As his mother dragged him away, the boy pointed angrily at Fu Junjie.

“My mom is great.

She was just telling me food delivery is hard work and doesn’t suit my personality.

She was advising me not to choose it.

When did she ever look down on delivery workers?

My mom respects everyone.

Every time she orders food, she thanks the delivery person.

She opens the door early so they don’t have to wait.

She never leaves bad reviews.

I think you’re the one who looks down on the job, which is why you think everyone else does too.

And let me tell you something.

Even when I argue with my mom, I know she’s doing it for my own good.

The truth may be unpleasant, but it’s still the truth.

I don’t need you speaking for me.

And you weren’t speaking for me anyway.

You’re just freaking out because your own life sucks.

If your life’s bad, work harder.

Stop acting crazy in public.

I’ll return your own words to you.

You have no right to judge other people.

You’re the selfish one…”

“Let’s go, let’s go,” the mother said, forcefully pulling him away.

“Don’t argue with him. Maybe life has been really difficult for him.”

Fu Junjie wiped away the blood and viciously kicked his electric scooter.

His life was difficult?

He was freaking out?

He was insecure?

What kind of nonsense were they talking about?

He, Fu Junjie, had been born as the heir to the Fu family.

Born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Raised amid the highest levels of wealth and privilege.

The things he had seen were things those people would never see in their entire lives.

And they were saying his life was bad?

Was his life bad?

After venting his anger, Fu Junjie picked up the scooter he had kicked over and prepared to leave.

Only then did he realize it wouldn’t start.

He had kicked it hard enough to break it.

Cursing, he had no choice but to push it along.

The late summer heat was still brutal.

Within minutes, sweat was pouring down his face.

As he watched cars passing by on the road, he remembered the two supercars he used to own.

That mother had been right.

If someone could sit in an air-conditioned office or drive around in an air-conditioned car, who would willingly choose to work outside under the scorching sun and wind?

Everything he had once possessed was something countless people could only dream of.

Yet he had thrown it all away with his own hands.

Original translation at HololoNovels dot com. He kept walking and walking until he finally found a repair shop that fixed his electric scooter.

The repair cost him 200 yuan.

When Fu Junjie scanned the payment code, he stared at his account balance for a long time before finally paying.

He had no money.

In the past, if he saw 200 yuan lying on the ground, he wouldn’t even bother picking it up.

Now, spending 200 yuan actually hurt.

Because he had no money.

Only then did he realize that his life really was terrible.

Even among ordinary people, he was now one of the most ordinary.

For the first time, he truly understood how extravagantly he had lived before.

The personal belongings he had taken from the Fu family home had been enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a lifetime.

And he had burned through all of it.

He had always imagined that ordinary life was filled with warmth.

People worrying about groceries and daily necessities, laughing and arguing together.

Parents going to work during the day, children going to school.

At night, the family cooking dinner together, eating together, watching television, chatting, doing household chores.

A life filled with love and warmth.

But what he felt now was nothing but exhaustion and anxiety.

The exhaustion of working himself to death every day without earning enough money.

The anxiety of wondering whether he could pay next month’s credit card bill.

The anxiety of not knowing what he would eat tomorrow.

The apartment they rented was shabby and poorly insulated.

The mattress was uncomfortable.

The moment he lifted the blanket, he could smell mildew.

Occasionally he would even see insects crawling around the room.

All these little irritations drove him insane.

He had never known that there could be such a huge difference between one living space and another.

Now he suffered from insomnia regularly.

Poor sleep left him exhausted, which made work harder.

That made his temper worse.

It was a vicious cycle.

Sometimes, just when he finally managed to fall asleep, he would be awakened by noisy children running around, parents scolding them, piano practice from next door, or the piercing sounds of renovation work.

Only now did he understand what people meant by “the bustle of everyday life.”

Why had he never known before? This kind of life was unbearable. Otherwise, why would he have gone back to Yun Xi so quickly?

Why would he have swallowed his pride? Every single day felt like torture. Yet every time he sought out Yun Xi, she pushed him farther away.

Especially after this latest encounter.

Yun Xi had clearly said that she had already arranged everything for every stage of her life. Meaning that if she ever needed surgery and someone had to sign consent forms…

Or if some accident happened…

Nobody would contact him.

No matter how serious the emergency, she already had contingency plans. She had absolutely no need for him as her biological son. That was what truly severing a relationship looked like. He had never known a mother and son could cut ties so completely.

Now he knew.

And it was too late.

If even the law no longer connected him to Yun Xi, then he had truly been removed from her world. Once upon a time, his mother had given birth to him and brought him into that world of wealth and privilege. Now she had personally expelled him from it. He had repeatedly said he didn’t care about being her son. So she had taken back everything she had ever given him.

For years, Fu Junjie had constantly shouted at Yun Xi to stop controlling him.

Now she finally had. And suddenly he felt utterly alone in the world. Standing by himself. Looking in every direction.

Not knowing what he should do.

Not knowing how he was supposed to pursue a better life.

Thinking about all of this, Fu Junjie stayed awake the entire night.

The next morning, Yan Zhixin got up and began putting on makeup while speaking to him.

“I found you a tutoring job. You can do it during your days off. You’ll be teaching English to a middle school student. The probationary pay is 100 yuan an hour. If you do well, they’ll increase the rate. I heard some tutors who produce results can earn one or two thousand yuan an hour. You studied abroad for so many years. You’ll definitely be fine.

Just teach properly.”

Fu Junjie frowned.

“You didn’t even discuss it with me. Why are you arranging my work on your own?”

Yan Zhixin spoke in the same gentle voice as always.

But her words were different.

“I’m doing it for the child.

For you.

For this family.

Have you ever thought that if you’re suffering enough, Auntie might feel sorry for you?

Or if you try different part-time jobs and find your own path, achieve some success, maybe Auntie will feel proud of you?

We still have a long road ahead of us.

There will definitely be another opportunity.”

Fu Junjie looked at her.

She was clearly the same person. Yet she felt impossibly distant. As if he couldn’t reach her at all.

He blurted out,

“Have you ever considered that working so many jobs could literally kill someone?”

He didn’t need an answer. He knew she loved reading social news. Of course she knew people died from overwork. She simply didn’t care about his health.

The woman he had once loved.

The woman for whom he had turned against his mother and thrown away everything he had.

And this was how she treated him.

His expression darkened.

“You’re really a cold and heartless person.”

Yan Zhixin sneered.

“When you lived with your mother, you called her cold and heartless. Now you’re living with me, and I’m cold and heartless too. So anyone who doesn’t do exactly what you want is cold and heartless?

What about you?

When you were a son, why weren’t you filial to your mother?

When you became a husband, why didn’t you properly support your family?

Now that you have a child, why haven’t you built any security for that child?

Can’t I call you cold and heartless too?

You’re such a hypocrite.”

This was the second time Fu Junjie had heard the word “hypocrite.”

He became agitated.

“I’m not a hypocrite! These are completely different things! What I care about is feelings.

Real feelings.

I gave you my sincere heart.

Did either of you ever return that same sincerity to me?”

Yan Zhixin looked at him with open contempt.

“Your sincerity is just talking. If you really loved me, would you make me live in a dump like this? If you really wanted to be a good father, would you complain so much about taking on a part-time job to earn more money? What do you think this is?

Some fantasy world?

Do you think people can survive on love without eating or drinking?

Please.

How old are you?

Can you stop being so childish?

Can you show even a little responsibility as a man?”

Once again, the argument ended badly. Since getting married, they had fought like this many times. Both of them wanted to maintain the image of a loving couple. Yet they kept ending up in arguments.

It turned out that once people lost their comfortable environment, they became irritable and impatient.

And conflict naturally followed.

Yan Zhixin had originally wanted to marry into a wealthy family and climb the social ladder. Instead, the marriage had become a burden dragging her down.

Her quality of life had plummeted. Not a single day had made her happy. She had even developed two new fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

Yet every time she considered getting an abortion and filing for divorce, she would stop herself. Because Yun Xi’s behavior simply didn’t make sense.

It was too unbelievable.

For generations, the Fu family had produced only one heir per generation. Under those circumstances, the child in her womb should have been extremely important. By birthright alone, that child should have inherited the Fu family’s enormous fortune.

So Yan Zhixin gritted her teeth and decided to stay with Fu Junjie.

She was betting that the Fu family could not possibly abandon its heir.

She didn’t have a better option anyway.

Fu Junjie had made such a huge scene that everyone in their social circle knew he had been kicked out by Yun Xi because of her.

Her reputation was already ruined.

At the last banquet, not a single person had spoken to her. If she wanted to pursue another wealthy young man now, marrying into the family would be impossible. At best, she could become someone’s mistress.

But that was a youth-based arrangement. It would be degrading herself and would still leave her future uncertain.

There was no guarantee she would gain much from it.

Compared to that, she would rather take one huge gamble.

If she lost, she could always divorce Fu Junjie in a few years.

But if she won…

She would become Mrs. Fu.

And everything would be worth it.

Yan Zhixin had always liked shortcuts.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward. After thinking it through, she resolutely decided to stay with Fu Junjie.

Thus, Fu Junjie thus began spending his days delivering food and working as a tutor. His conversational English was fine, but he had no idea how to teach.

His first student’s parents quickly complained that the results were poor and requested a replacement. He found another student.

That student refused to study at all. The parents felt they were wasting money and dismissed him as well.

He changed students several times. In the process, he observed several families and saw how mothers and children interacted.

Some mothers monitored every aspect of their children’s lives. The children complained that they felt suffocated and constrained.

One mother had remarried and had a second child. She devoted all her attention to the younger child while neglecting the eldest. The eldest child lived right beside his mother yet felt completely unloved.

The child even secretly told Fu Junjie that his younger brother would eventually split the family inheritance with him.

There were also mothers who worked desperately to earn money but remained poor. Their children sighed that being born into the right family was a skill in itself and envied those who had been born in rich families.

Only then did Fu Junjie realize how difficult it was to obtain the pure, warm maternal love he had always wanted.

At least among the families he had encountered, all the mothers had flaws he found unacceptable.

In fact, he began to feel they were worse than Yun Xi. At least Yun Xi had provided him with excellent material conditions.

She had respected him. She had never remarried or had another child to create family conflicts. Other than being too busy with work to spend time caring for him, she seemed to have very few flaws.

And he himself had been one of those people born in rich families.

Yet he had deliberately walked backward all the way to the starting point of ordinary life.

Fu Junjie felt that after everything he had experienced, he finally understood how difficult Yun Xi’s life had been.

He began to think there must have been misunderstandings between them.

So he wrote her a long email.

But after waiting many days, he received no reply.

He didn’t know whether she had even read it.

Of course Yun Xi had read it.

Fu Junjie had written a lengthy essay. Yet from beginning to end, there wasn’t a single word of remorse or apology.

The entire thing revolved around “misunderstandings.”

What misunderstandings?

The problem had always been his lack of respect toward her.

Now he wanted to blame everything on misunderstandings?

Dream on.

Yun Xi shook her head.

It seemed Fu Junjie still hadn’t been beaten down enough by reality. He couldn’t even bend his pride. Even when trying to come home, he was searching for excuses to erase the past rather than sincerely apologizing.

What was the point of listing all those families? He still hadn’t recognized his own mistakes. Nor did he genuinely respect his mother.

Even now he was making excuses and defending himself. He lived entirely in his own world and never cared about other people’s feelings.

Yun Xi had no intention of replying.

Instead, she made substantial charitable donations to many orphanages through her company and personally visited the children.

When Fu Junjie saw news reports showing Yun Xi visiting orphans, his imagination immediately started running wild again.

So much time had passed, yet Yun Xi wasn’t pregnant.

Could it be that she was too old to have another child?

Was that why she hadn’t remarried? Had she started sponsoring orphans because she planned to adopt one?

Yan Zhixin was even more anxious to give birth immediately.

Unfortunately, the baby still needed time.

There was nothing she could do to speed it up.

The two of them constantly tried to track Yun Xi’s movements and guess her intentions.

In reality, Yun Xi had no hidden intentions at all.

She was simply enjoying her life.

Recently she had become addicted to reading novels and watching short dramas. Since every transmigration seemed to be full of melodramatic twists, she figured she should study them and broaden her horizons.

She didn’t need to do anything special.

As long as she remained wealthy, successful, and happy, the two of them would never find peace.

And she still had one final gift waiting for them.

She would deliver it after their child was born.

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Thingyan: This is it, dear readers. This novel is officially dropped because another translator has already picked it up before I do. Please continue reading on their site 🥲