Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: I Started with a Humble Confession from the School Beaut

The thought of this possibility instantly reddened Jiang Yaqin's eyes, and tears welled up in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

She couldn't find a man on her own, so she had Yumeng through IVF.

Now, after three years of hard work, my daughter has finally won over this perfect boy and they can look forward to a better life together.

Now, all of this has been ruined by my own foolish actions!

She's so stupid...

Overwhelmed by guilt, Jiang Yaqin covered her red lips and silently shed tears.

That mature woman's delicate, tearful appearance was extremely pitiful.

Jiang Yumeng, who was standing next to her, was trembling violently.

On one side is her beloved mother, and on the other is her beloved boy.

She felt that the hope she had finally seen had been slapped back to reality, plunging her into the mire.

Unlike her mother, who was mature and reserved, Jiang Yumeng pleaded humbly with the tenderness unique to a young girl:

"Ye You... I'm sorry..."

"Please don't be angry...please don't hate me and Mommy, okay...?"

"We...we'll definitely make it up to you in the future!"

Ye You was lying there admiring the scenery outside the balcony, enjoying the comfortable feeling of the cool medicine being applied to her back.

Hearing the crying, I turned around and, good heavens, this extraordinary mother and daughter were already crying their eyes out!

He quickly sat up, reached out his hands, one in each hand, and gently wiped away their tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm not angry at all."

"You've all been so good to me, I'm more than happy to have you all, how could I possibly dislike you?"

Women in this matriarchal world are simple-minded; a few kind words are all it takes to win them over.

Jiang Yumeng burst into laughter through her tears, rubbing her cheek against Ye You's palm, her eyes filled with infatuation and relief.

"Ye You, you're so good to me, I really love you so much..."

On the other side, Jiang Yaqin froze completely.

Those were the fingers of a young boy, long and warm, gently tracing her face.

A strange, tingling sensation quickly spread from her cheeks to her entire body, and two intoxicating blushes instantly rose on her dignified and pretty face.

She, a 38-year-old woman, was having her face gently cupped and tears wiped away by a boy the same age as her daughter...

This was a scene she never even dared to dream of!

Knowing it was wrong, Jiang Yaqin couldn't bear to dodge that hand.

She craved the sensation, her tone tinged with a mixture of humility and relief:

"Xiaoyou, it's all Auntie's fault today. As long as you can forgive me, Auntie will do anything."

"I only ask that you...please don't hate my daughter because of this."

"She's a good girl who loves you very much."

Ye You paused slightly, meeting Jiang Yumeng's loving eyes, then glanced at Jiang Yaqin, her tone firm yet gentle:

"Don't worry, Aunt Jiang, I will love her for the rest of my life."

One sentence struck the hearts of both mother and daughter like a thunderbolt.

Jiang Yumeng was so happy she almost fainted.

At this moment, Jiang Yaqin's affection for him reached its peak.

Is this what emotional value is for boys? It's like a dream!

Ye You lay on the sofa, the cool medicinal effect still lingering on her lower back.

He casually told a few jokes he used to tell girls online from his past life, which made the mother and daughter giggle and cover their mouths.

The atmosphere in the living room became relaxed and warm again.

Jiang Yumeng had long since changed out of her soaked school uniform, and her long black hair was tied into a neat high ponytail.

She wore an apron printed with pink bunnies, which accentuated her slender waist and full curves, making her look like a pure and virtuous young cook.

Jiang Yaqin finally calmed her wildly beating heart, and a hint of composure as an elder returned to her dignified and pretty face.

When she glanced at the empty coffee table, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her tone carried a hint of reproach:

"Yu Meng, you're so insensible."

"Xiao You's been here all day, and you haven't even poured her a cup of hot water? You bought expensive fruit, and you didn't even wash and cut it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yumeng's rosy cheeks instantly turned pale with anxiety.

This was indeed her oversight!

Her mind was filled with that long kiss she had with Ye You in the living room.

I felt dizzy, as if I were walking on clouds.

So focused on cooking and showing off, I completely forgot the basic etiquette for entertaining guests!

She immediately became flustered and at a loss for what to do, her almond-shaped eyes filled with panic: "Ye You, I'm sorry! I'll go wash some fruit for you right away!"

"No need to trouble yourself, I'm not thirsty." Ye You smiled gently and waved her hand.

Seeing the mother and daughter being so cautious, as if afraid of displeasing her in the slightest, Ye You secretly clicked her tongue in amazement.

Today I truly understand what it means to be a man on the throne!

Jiang Yaqin, standing to the side, felt an overwhelming fondness for Ye You, who was so considerate and generous.

She gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, straightened her slightly disheveled silk shirt, her pretty face flushed slightly, and said softly:

"Xiaoyou, why don't you lean on the sofa for a while? Auntie will excuse me for a moment and go change my clothes."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the bedroom.

As she turned around, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She was quite frightened when she embarrassingly fell in the bathroom. Fortunately, Xiaoyou was not injured and did not blame them.

As she passed by the restroom, Jiang Yaqin slipped inside like a thief.

He grabbed the set of dark purple lace lingerie he had changed out of next to the sink, crumpled it into a messy ball, and, feeling guilty, quickly fled back to his bedroom.

The door slammed shut.

Jiang Yaqin collapsed onto the soft bed, burying her burning face in the pillow.

Two crystal-clear jade feet clenched together in mid-air in shame.

The thought that just now in the bathroom, I had actually pinned a delicate young boy down...

That fresh and masculine aura unique to young boys still seemed to linger at the tip of my nose.

The boy's firm yet warm touch made her dormant heart pound wildly.

I wish I could stick it on a little longer...

The moment this bold and audacious thought popped into her head, Jiang Yaqin shuddered.

"Jiang Yaqin! What nonsense are you thinking about!"

"That's the boy your daughter likes!"

She quickly patted her burning cheeks, forcibly suppressing the romantic thoughts in her mind.

After taking two deep breaths to calm myself down, I...

She stood up, opened the wardrobe, and picked out a casual dress that she usually wore at home.

Jiang Yaqin reached out and unbuttoned her silk shirt, pulling it off, instantly freeing her impressive figure from its constraints.

Only a black lace bra was left to barely cover her astonishing fullness.

Then, she reached for the zipper at the back of her black pencil skirt, but the zipper was already fully zipped up.

When I tried to take it off, it was still stuck tightly around my plump hips, and it took a lot of effort to finally get it off completely.

"My butt... seems to have gotten bigger again."

Jiang Yaqin couldn't help but reach out and pinch her flat stomach. Even when she sat down, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her stomach, but she still frowned slightly.

She bit her red lips, muttering to herself, "I'm getting more and more voluptuous, I can't be lazy anymore!"

"If this continues, my figure will go out of shape. I have to start practicing yoga again!"