Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 820 - 809: The Honest Man Being Used

Looking at Ye Qiu’s back as he made the phone call, the graduate students murmured, "The professor is really good to the wife, never missing a day. I’m in a hot romance with my boyfriend, and he doesn’t call me every day either."

"It’s not what you think. It seems that the professor didn’t make daily calls before, maybe only once every two or three days. It seems the wife got upset, saying he not only won’t come home but won’t call either. So now, the professor is this diligent."

"So, in this way, the wife does love the professor quite a bit."

"I think it’s not like what you imagine." One girl pouted. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Do you know something?"

"Haven’t you noticed? It’s always the professor who calls the wife, but the wife never calls him first, and every time, their conversations are less than a minute."

"That’s quite normal, right? My parents often hang up after a minute or two."

"But how long have the professor and wife been married? Moreover, the professor usually wears a worried face after the call. Do your parents do that after their calls?"

"Now that you mention it, it’s true, but maybe it’s because the professor’s too busy with work that the wife is dissatisfied."

"I hope that’s the case."

Just as they finished talking, Ye Qiu, who had gone to make the call, returned. That girl had pointed it out just before, and now seeing it, they realized their professor indeed had a troubled expression, seemingly carrying countless helplessness.

Meanwhile, after hanging up the call, Shen Xiu angrily shattered a cup. She had thought things would improve this month, only to discover that Ye Qiu had donated his paycheck immediately, saying the money was needed more by impoverished students than them, leaving her only one thousand yuan as living expenses.

What’s one thousand yuan enough for? A decent meal at a restaurant costs more than that. How can she survive a month on one thousand yuan? Eating cabbage and tofu every day?

She barely said that when Ye Qiu remarked there’s nothing wrong with cabbage and tofu, nutritious and healthy. He said city people are greasy and need more healthy food, and with his life at the research institute, one thousand yuan should suffice for her and their son.

Suffice my ass!

Buying a little oil, rice, and other daily necessities already eats up half. Can’t let the son eat only greens, right? Fish, shrimp, meat dishes aren’t cheap now. How often can she buy those?

Speaking of that, he said the school doesn’t lack meat dishes, and since the son eats them during the day, it’s unnecessary to eat so well at night to avoid digestion issues.

Fine, she’ll follow his words, but clothes, cosmetics, she still needs to buy, right?

He said clothes were enough, buying more was unnecessary. Same for cosmetics, saying washing face with clean water would suffice, gentle without irritation, remarking cosmetics on the market have too many chemical components, nothing good to eat on the face, and he didn’t care about her looks, saying there’s truth in plainness.

To hell with his truth in plainness. Shen Xiu never realized Ye Qiu was this stingy.

At the end of the call, he said if she was jealous of other women, he could help her find a job since she was idle at home, suggesting more outings for her to comprehend others’ hardships, ensuring he wouldn’t interfere with where her salary went.

He’s suggesting she work? Shen Xiu angrily hung up the call, originally thinking she had snagged a rich man who’d worship her as a goddess and listen to her every command. Who knew he earned plenty but was stingy when giving her, and speaking it out only made others deem her unvirtuous.

Maybe knowing her and Ye Qiu argued, the neighbor Sister Zhang often invited her to buy groceries or chat. She complained about Ye Qiu donating to needy students, only to see Sister Zhang immediately disapprove.

She always remembered that day’s original words: "Xiao Shen, you really can’t blame Ye Qiu for this. He’s an orphan involved when others helped him before, so he always cherishes a child’s grateful heart, using his ability to repay society. You don’t know, not just colleagues or students at our school, they sing praises of him. This is an honor; you can’t dampen his enthusiasm. Besides, supporting impoverished students isn’t Ye Qiu solely. Most teachers are part of it, seeing children’s hopeful and joyful eyes. Isn’t it a good thing?"

Good my ass! Shen Xiu almost burst into foul words. If Ye Qiu continues donating, she and her son are similar to impoverished households.

Two months into marriage, Shen Xiu had asked herself more than once: What sin had she committed in choosing Ye Qiu? He can suffer hardship; why must she suffer with him?

She couldn’t help but think of her ex, Xiao Ze. Although he smoked, drank, and gambled, he treated her well. Wherever he went, he’d bring her a little gift and find ways to make her happy every day, unlike Ye Qiu, who always said dry words. Apart from sorry, he said nothing else, being plain as wood. No wonder he hadn’t dated, being thirty-two now. If not for a charitable act, he’d likely stay single forever.

"We succeeded, our experiment succeeded again!" In the laboratory, Li Hao let out a joyful cry, then tightly hugged Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu, the experiment’s initiator, calmly adjusted his glasses: "This is just the beginning. We’re not sure if the drug has side effects on the human body. We need more animal trials before human testing."

"You’re too modest. We’ve tried so many times, yet you’re still not at ease." Li Hao admired in helplessness, understanding their researchers had to maintain a responsible attitude, not swayed by temporary fame.

Beside them, a Ph.D. student assistant remarked, "If this paper gets published, it will certainly cause a stir; those burn victims will see you as a God."

"Do you have faith? What God or not, hurry to organize the data; maybe you’ll have a name on the paper." Li Hao tapped his head.

The student showed excitement, looking at Ye Qiu expectantly.

Ye Qiuqing chuckled lightly, "We completed this experiment together, of course, your names are included."

"Thank you, professor!" Several Ph.D. students bowed to Ye Qiu.

No wonder they were so touched; though they hadn’t contributed much in this trial, mainly observing data and recording, the experiment plan was entirely proposed by Ye Qiu. It was his sole achievement, and no one would object if he claimed it alone.

Instead, he was so considerate, wasn’t he supposed to be grateful?