Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 930 - 919: The Villain Mom’s Little One

Ye Ran’s mood frequently fluctuated unpredictably, but Ye Qiu wasn’t afraid. Every now and then, she’d let out a wail until Ye Ran got annoyed and came to hold her. Then she’d shamelessly nuzzle here and there and occasionally give a wet kiss paired with an unclear "Mama."

She stumbled through her growth like this. Once she learned to crawl, Ye Ran found herself completely at a loss with her.

"Get down," she said, glaring at the little bundle trying to climb onto her lap.

Little Ye Qiu wasn’t scared of her fierce expression at all. She felt that after turning into a child, her intelligence regressed. Even if she made some embarrassing gestures and expressions, she enjoyed them, especially when she saw Ye Ran feeling helpless — that made her even happier.

Ye Qiu flashed a smile showing just four teeth. Because she was still teething, suspicious drool trickled from the corner of her mouth, which she quickly wiped away, pretending not to care. She continued climbing on Ye Ran, clearly intent on not stopping until she was picked up.

"I won’t pick you up," Ye Ran continued with a stern face.

"Mama! Mama!" Ye Qiu stretched out her hands, her clear wide eyes innocently and longingly looking at her.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful," Ye Ran turned her head away.

"Hold, play," Ye Qiu persisted with effort.

In normal circumstances, a ten-month-old couldn’t utter such words. But since Ye Ran was a solitary person who didn’t like interacting with others nor had the patience to care for a child, she didn’t notice anything unusual about her daughter.

"No holding, no playing," she got up from her seat and walked to the kitchen.

Ye Qiu crawled quickly now. She sat outside because there was water in the kitchen but craned her neck and said in a babyish voice, "Yummy."

Ye Ran’s chopping paused. She hadn’t noticed that her lips and eyes were now curved in a smile.

Because Ye Ran was in a good mood, Ye Qiu had a delicious meal. She was overjoyed. Her mama added minced beef and broccoli to her rice paste! Such balanced nutrition.

"Go out, play." After eating her fill, Ye Qiu tugged at Ye Ran’s pants, pulling her toward the door, determined not to stop until they went out.

"Watch TV yourself." Ye Ran turned on the cartoon channel and went back to her own computer.

"Play, play!" Ye Qiu continued tugging.

"Be quiet," Ye Ran scolded her.

Ye Qiu wasn’t scared at all. She showed her wide little face, ingratiatingly saying, "Mama, play."

Ye Ran put down the mouse, glanced at the red and green curves on the screen, and finally resigned herself and picked up the little bundle.

Ye Qiu cupped her arms around her neck and pointed to the table, "Water."

Ye Ran resignedly picked up the water cup and gave her a stern look, only to be met with Ye Qiu’s wet kiss.

"Hey there! You’ve finally come out. Haven’t seen you for days; your daughter is really thriving," as soon as Ye Ran appeared with Ye Qiu, two grandmas with their grandkids gathered around her.

"What formula is this little one eating? Looks so healthy; shouldn’t be a picky eater, unlike my grandson, who eats nothing and looks like a skeleton."

Ye Ran glanced at her daughter and found her smiling and greeting other children. It seemed she indeed wasn’t picky — she’d eat whatever she was given.

"She’s currently eating rice paste," Ye Ran replied awkwardly. This was why she disliked going out; she was always surrounded by a group of caring grandmas.

"Is it the rice paste I recommended last time? It’s quite good. Did you add minced beef and vegetables like I suggested?" The old lady asked with concern.

"I did," Ye Ran nodded woodenly.

The old lady looked at her approvingly, "But you can’t always add the same thing. Sometimes, you can add things like egg yolk and shrimp. Remember to mash them up."

Ye Ran thought it was quite troublesome to feed a child but kept the old lady’s advice in mind.

Seeing her obedient demeanor, the old lady felt a twinge of pity. She’d noticed her when she first moved in, wandering alone with a child. She’d lock herself and her child inside for a month sometimes.

Such a beautiful girl, who could bear to leave her on her own!

But fortunately, recently she seemed to have thought things through and knew to take the child out. Just look at how well she’s raising her child. In the whole neighborhood, none compare; likely, she’ll grow into a great beauty like her mama.

The girl didn’t look very old, and the old lady feared she couldn’t take care of her child well, so she often nagged a bit. Unexpectedly, despite appearing hard to approach, the child’s mother was unexpectedly easy to get along with. Sometimes, even her own daughter got impatient with her nagging, but this child always listened patiently.

If Ye Ran heard the old lady’s inner praise, she’d probably dismiss it. Was she easygoing? She simply hadn’t interacted with society for over a year and had faced so much; she didn’t know how to engage with people.

But who knew, with her awkward nature, she sincerely sought advice on raising a child? After all, she followed the old lady’s advice after returning home.

"Little Ye Qiu is quite popular; everyone loves playing with her." The old lady followed Ye Ran’s gaze and saw the little bundle surrounded by a group of toddlers.

Ye Ran’s lips curled slightly. That little rascal was good at persuading people, and these naive kids naturally fell for it.

Watching the little bundle in the center of the group, though, she was satisfied, at least the best-looking one.

She didn’t know how hard Ye Qiu worked to please these children, building relationships so their parents would naturally approach and talk to Ye Ran, letting her slowly reconnect with society and open her heart.

More interaction with others gradually led her to realize that not everyone looked down on her; most were willing to show kindness. Ye Qiu’s efforts weren’t in vain.

It was worth it — whenever mother and child appeared, a group of parents with children would gather around. Kids played in the sand or on the lawn, while adults chatted nearby.

Though she was once pampered, pampering didn’t mean impoliteness. So whenever someone approached Ye Ran, she’d reply and, if she didn’t, she’d offer a polite smile or nod.

Because of her beauty, discretion, and ability to be a good listener, more and more people chatted with her, making her sometimes doubt herself. Since when did she become so popular? Were those people blind, unable to see her unapproachable look?