70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 508 The female lead is a subordinate?
Aunt Yu: "!!!"

That wretched child!
They can't say a word!

"Does your family eat meat every day?! We advocate a simple lifestyle, you can't go on like this."

He Yuxiang: "Then I won't eat meat. I'll buy two cans of malted milk powder."

Aunt Yu was furious.

That brat.

A born bad seed.

It’s really not a good thing!

Aunt Yu ignored him and strode towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

He Yuxiang has dead fish eyes.

What's wrong with him buying groceries, cooking, and managing the household chores?
Isn't that amazing?!

Why does everyone find it strange that he does a lot of housework and is responsible for grocery shopping and cooking?
Just take a look and move on.

Asking a couple of questions is fine too.

Some people went too far, telling him to train Xiaoyu to do more housework, saying that girls should do more housework, otherwise they won't be able to get married.

Every time He Yuxiang heard this, he wanted to punch them to death.

He went to the supply and marketing cooperative and deliberately bought two cans of malted milk powder, which made Aunt Yu tremble with anger.

He Yuxiang even deliberately bought her soda and White Rabbit milk candy to infuriate her!

After shopping and returning home, Xiaoyu woke up, while her aunt was still fast asleep.

He Yuxiang asked Yang Yihe, "Do you eat rice noodles?"

Yang Yihe: "I've already eaten before I came."

Xiaoyu interrupted, "Sister Xiaohe doesn't have any, so you can make it, brother. Sister Xiaohe isn't a picky eater. If you can make it into meatball rice noodles, that would be even better!"

He Yuxiang: "Come over here and chop the meat!"

"As ordered!"

Xiaoyu obediently went to chop the meat.

After they finished cooking the rice noodles, Chen Qing woke up. "Oh, Xiao He, what brings you here?"

"I have something to show you."

"Okay, I'll brush my teeth first." Chen Qing quickly finished washing up.

Yang Yihe then handed her her painting.

Chen Qing took it with both hands, feeling that the brushstrokes and colors were full of vitality.

Xiaohe's paintings struck her as vibrant at first glance, and moved her deeply upon closer inspection.

Did you draw all of these?

"Hmm." Yang Yihe looked at her nervously: "I'm not very good at drawing the human body, I can only draw human heads, and I can only draw my current feelings. Is that a bit bad?"

Chen Qing was in great pain.

She wants such poor talent too!

It doesn't need to be too bad.

Just be as bad as Yang Yihe!

She doesn't mind.

Really!

Seeing that her aunt remained silent for a long time, Yang Yihe became so nervous that she lowered her head and dared not look at her.

Chen Qing carefully looked at the five paintings she had brought.

I was somewhat moved.

Because Yang Yihe's painting style seems vibrant, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be restrained by something unfounded. However, the only totem in the painting brings vitality to the whole work.

It has a lot of spirituality.

Art students have such talent.

It's something many people can't achieve even after a lifetime of practice.

Yang Yihe is only eight years old. In the original story, she's destined to work in finance with He Yuxiang. He Yuxiang has a sharp eye and is good at aggressive moves, while Yang Yihe can calmly predict market trends and sell stocks a day or two before they peak. The two work together seamlessly, making money recklessly, and even daring to short other currencies. One is bold and ruthless, the other meticulous and perceptive—they're like natural partners. Her talent points are almost maxed out, and yet she's also incredibly good at drawing.

Chen Qing was very envious of this group of children. Sure enough, she had transmigrated, but that was all; she didn't have any cheat codes!

As an ordinary and mundane adult, Chen Qing calmed his jealousy before saying to Yang Yihe, "Your paintings are worth collecting. I like them very much. Xiaohe, you are a very strong girl. Believe in yourself and you can do anything. Don't be limited by small things. Your future will be much brighter! I will frame all five of these paintings. Thank you for trusting me and showing me such wonderful works."

Yang Yihe looked up at her aunt's tolerant and encouraging eyes, her fingers curling slightly. "Auntie, are you just trying to comfort me?"

"No, I really enjoy drawing, and I won't try to fool you with that. However, your style isn't my forte, so I don't know how to guide you. I'll see if I can find someone else to take a look at your work."

Chen Qing is only good at clothing design and the style of chibi characters.

Paintings that convey emotions like this are extremely rare; she might only produce one every few years, and none are as unique as Yang Yihe's.

So she can't teach.

Looking at the person in front of her, Yang Yihe felt boundless admiration. "Auntie, thank you. I will study clothing design in the future, go to fashion school, and work for you."

Chen Qing suddenly remembered that she had deliberately asked Xiao He to be her subordinate because she didn't think Xiao He was angry. She didn't expect Xiao He to take it to heart!
"If you like clothing, I'd love to have you."

"I love so much!"

She has kept every set of clothes her aunt made for her very well.

Chen Qing laughed: "That's great! I've really hit the jackpot."

Stealing the female lead from the male lead and the villain, not bad at all.

Yang Yihe saw that her aunt genuinely welcomed her, and her eyes sparkled with a bright smile.

Xiao Yu, listening to their conversation, felt envious.

She'll be going to the countryside to farm when she grows up, so she can't be her aunt's subordinate anymore.

He Yuxiang: "Let's eat."

Chen Qing put the painting away before eating.

Breakfast was a rare treat: meatball rice noodles. Chen Qing gave He Yuxiang a thumbs up: "You've finally learned a little bit of cooking skills. I'm really pleased!"

He Yuxiang was speechless.

Chen Qingle spoke up: "What? I'm praising you."

He Yuxiang: "Thank you."

Chen Qing: "You're welcome."

Xiaoyu: "Hahahaha..."

Yang Yihe also lowered her head with a gentle smile.

"Yang Yihe! What are you doing at Xiaoyu's house!" Dwarf Tiger shouted at the door.

Yang Yihe: "I'm not going to your house."

The short-legged tiger bristled: "Your dad's trash!"

Yang Yihe: "Your mother too."

The short-legged tiger went berserk and complained to He Yuxiang, "You kick her out."

He Yuxiang: "I left you half a bowl of meatball rice noodles."

"Really?!" Dwarf Tiger rushed in and hugged He Yuxiang: "He Yuxiang, you're so great, you're just like my dad!"

He Yuxiang: "I am not guilty of such a crime."

Chen Qing and Xiao Yu both burst into laughter, making a "goose-like" sound.

Shorty Tiger looked embarrassed and said, "I didn't mean that. Oh well, never mind, I'm going to eat rice noodles first."

Meatball rice noodles!
It must smell amazing.

Shorty Tiger skillfully picked up a bowl and chopsticks, scooped the rice noodles from the pot and brought them to the table to eat. He glared at Yang Yihe fiercely before happily starting to eat.

Yang Yihe didn't care at all.

Shorty Tiger washes the dishes for everyone; he's really diligent when it comes to getting food.

He Yuxiang came up to him and said, "Have a peaceful and uneventful day in class."

Shorty Tiger was unwilling, but remembering that he had just eaten rice noodles, he reluctantly agreed: "I understand."

He Yuxiang: "If you feel you don't have any friends, you can hang out with Fu Shuyan. He's short of friends and really likes your carefree personality. Plus, his dad's a soldier. If you become friends with him, no one will laugh at you anymore."