QTIMP -Chapter 174 Character Persona – Overachiever (Part 6)

So she quickly contacted a headhunting company and brought this butler over. Don’t be fooled by the fact that Song Huaiyi was only 22 years old—his résumé was already impressively extensive.

Si Qiu had him assemble a team to take care of her in every aspect.

No matter what world she transmigrated into, she was determined to live energetically and vibrantly—she had no interest in being sickly and weak. Living like that was simply too exhausting.

While enjoying top-tier services, she held a tablet and scrolled through videos. The video industry in this time and space had only just begun to rise, but its overall trend was already becoming clear.

The Yinfu platform that Si Qiu had invested in, under her strategic guidance, introduced various policies to attract users, which made short-form videos even more popular.

With more people joining the platform, the content naturally became more diverse. At the same time, it became the perfect way to pass the time.

News of her investment in short video platforms and short dramas was also exposed. The old madam of the Si family lowered herself to call her personally and gave her a harsh scolding.

Of course, the current Si Qiu was no longer someone to be bullied. She immediately retorted, leaving the elderly couple furious.

Even her mother-in-law from the Tang family summoned her. After all, as the client side, Si Qiu still made a trip over. The Tang family’s old residence was essentially a manor, vast in area and lavishly equipped.

In the past, Si Qiu would come here twice every week—first, to see her son, and second, to curry favor with the old madam so that Tang Chaoyun might spare her a few more glances.

But the old madam had always treated her indifferently, not allowing her much contact with the child. The original host both feared and resented her.

So every visit to the old residence felt like bearing immense pressure. Later on, she even developed stress reactions, yet still insisted on coming twice a week.

However, ever since she had cleared things up with Tang Chaoyun, more than twenty days had passed. She hadn’t come even once, nor had she called to ask about the child.

The old madam felt that if she hadn’t made this call, Si Qiu might not have come at all. “Do you think that girl has really let everything go?”

The butler gathered the trimmed flower branches. “Perhaps she just wants to give the young master and the little young master the cold shoulder.”

The butler didn’t believe Si Qiu had truly let go. After all, the way she had once been obsessed with Tang Chaoyun had bordered on madness.

Old Madam Tang thought for a moment and nodded. “Sigh, that girl has always been well-mannered and sensible. How did she lose her composure this time? Fortunately, the media was appeased in time. Otherwise, at such a critical moment, the stock market might have fluctuated again.”

When Si Qiu entered, she saw the old madam walking over from the greenhouse, followed by the butler carrying a vase of freshly arranged flowers.

“You’re here. Sit down first. Some fruits were air-freighted in this morning—have them washed and cut so you can try them.”

At these words, the butler set the vase aside and went to arrange the fruit.

Someone brought over tea—it was the floral tea the original host liked. Si Qiu took a small sip before setting it down.

“Thank you, Old Madam, but I’m currently in postpartum recovery. It’s not suitable for me to eat cold foods like these fruits.”

The old madam paused mid-sip, then set her teacup down on the table.

“I heard you used that money to invest in a short video company, and also started an entertainment company.”

Si Qiu raised her brows but said nothing.

The old madam frowned slightly, then continued, “The Dong family’s platform is already showing signs of decline, though fortunately Dong Xinyuan is capable. As for your other company—you are the young madam of the Tang family. There’s no need for you to work so hard running it personally. That kind of muddy water is best avoided, lest you end up tainted.”

Hearing this, Si Qiu smiled. “Old Madam, I’m not like you, holding 20% of the Tang family’s shares. I need to earn some retirement money for myself.”

“After all, this incident made me realize something—people can’t rely on mountains, because mountains collapse; can’t rely on water, because water flows away. In the end, you can only rely on yourself to truly stand strong.”

What Si Qiu didn’t say was that, given how fiercely Tang Chaoyun protected his childhood sweetheart, who knew when he might bring up divorce.

Right now, she had no power to oppose it—so making money was her top priority.

Old Madam Tang naturally understood what she meant. The hand holding her teacup paused.

“No matter what, you are still Che’er’s mother. The Tang family won’t ignore you, so there’s no need to overthink things.”

Hearing this, Si Qiu didn’t even bother hiding the sarcasm on her face. “The way you say it… the only reason Che’er even calls me ‘Mom’ now is because of your reminders. I wouldn’t dare rely on him. As for relying on the Tang family? Heh!”

The old lady’s expression darkened at the loss of face. She set the teacup down heavily.

“Si Qiu, you need to understand— the Tang family has never wronged you. As for Yun’er and Qiao Nana, he already explained it to me. That meeting was purely for expanding overseas markets. As the young madam of the Tang family, you should be more tolerant. Your recent outburst nearly disrupted the Tang Group’s upcoming plans. And you couldn’t even keep that child—this is your failure as both a wife and a mother.”

Without a word, Si Qiu took out her phone, opened Qiao Nana’s WeChat, and tapped on a photo, enlarging it.

It was a picture of Qiao Nana leaning against Tang Chaoyun, feeding him a drink.

“For market expansion? Did your son sell himself, then? Otherwise, how do you explain this? Qiao Nana sent me this photo—wasn’t it just to provoke me? And the fact that she dares to provoke me so openly—isn’t that because of your son’s indulgence?”

“As for that child—your son personally pushed it away. That’s the sin your Tang family committed. And you call me incompetent? Sure, I don’t have your ability to beat up mistresses and get rid of illegitimate children.”

With that, Si Qiu turned and left. The old madam was so furious her chest heaved violently; she grabbed her phone and immediately called Tang Chaoyun.

Before Si Qiu even reached home, Tang Chaoyun’s call came in. She picked up just before it disconnected.

“Hello. It’s me.” His voice was low, laced with obvious fatigue.

“Mm. What is it?” Si Qiu stepped out of the car, entered the house, and slipped off her shoes. Song Huaiyi placed her slippers neatly at her feet.

“You went back to the old residence earlier?”

“Mm.”

There was a brief pause on the other end before he continued, “My mom is getting older. It’s already hard enough for her to help take care of the child. If possible, we should give in on some things. There’s no need to argue with her.”

Si Qiu’s soft laugh came through the phone. “Did I ask her to take the child? Wasn’t it her who insisted on taking him? So if she’s tired, what does that have to do with me? Instead, it’s because of her that my son and I have grown distant. So even if she has done you a great favor, what does that have to do with me? On the contrary, all my current misfortune is caused by your Tang family—so don’t come provoking me.”

Both mother and son from the Tang family had thoroughly angered Si Qiu, filling her with barely restrained hostility.

Even through the phone, Tang Chaoyun could feel it. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alright, I didn’t mean anything else. Just… if she calls you back to the old residence again, try not to make her angry.”