After Transmigrating as a Tycoon’s Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family

"Wuwuwu..."

Lü Meihe pulled the blanket over her daughter and sighed. "They were already husband and wife. Today was just a romantic ceremony. Why are you… so fixated on Qin Xian? Technically, we’re still relatives. How can you—"

Yu Lu suddenly threw off the blanket, crying as she shouted, "Whatever I wanted in the past, you and Dad always gave me! Wasn’t I your most beloved daughter? And besides, in foreign high society, most marriages aren’t even first marriages! I’m no worse than Ji Fei! Why can’t I steal him?! You saw it today! It was so grand, so romantic! Qin Xian is so outstanding—no one compares to him!"

Lü Meihe hesitated. "If it were before he got married, I might have shamelessly helped you get introduced… but now—"

"You won’t help me, and Dad won’t help me either! But if he just hypnotized Qin Xian, he would definitely fall in love with me!" Yu Lu screamed.

"Your father is a professional psychiatrist. How could he just hypnotize people at will?" Lü Meihe said helplessly. "Besides, hypnosis isn’t some magical cure-all."

Yu Lu was about to argue when she suddenly remembered something.

Her father had hypnotized her mother before—to alter her memories. He had told her it was because her mother had experienced something traumatic in the past and needed help to forget certain things. But he had also warned her never to mention it.

Even as reckless as Yu Lu was, she didn’t dare spill that secret, so she forcefully swallowed her words.

But she couldn’t help feeling even more wronged.

"So… what he said was true… I really have no chance at all? This is so unfair! Why won’t he even look at me?!"

Yu Lu couldn't stop herself from confessing to her mother about the humiliating memory that had haunted her.

"Mom, do you know what happened? Two nights ago, I dressed up beautifully and went to see him for help, and he actually—"

"You went to him in the middle of the night?!" Lü Meihe gasped and smacked her daughter’s head. "Where are your manners?"

Yu Lu pouted but knew her mother wouldn’t scold her too harshly.

Unlike her father, her mother was always conflicted. She had strict personal morals, yet when it came to Yu Lu, she gave her complete freedom.

Yu Lu always felt like her mother was subconsciously compensating for something. No matter how boldly she pursued men, her mother never truly reprimanded her—just gave her light scoldings at most.

So she kept complaining.

"Most men wouldn’t be able to resist! But do you know what he said to me? Not only did he refuse to add my contact info, but he also told me this—right to my face!

'You like me? I only love my wife. I will never love you. So don’t be an eyesore in front of us. If you do this again, not even Grandma Lü’s influence will save you!'"

"He actually said that to me! He—hey? Mom? What's wrong?"

Yu Lu stopped mid-rant and noticed her mother had completely frozen.

"Mom? What’s going on?"

Lü Meihe muttered under her breath, repeating the words:

"You like me? I only love my wife. I will never love you."

"Yeah! Isn't that way too cruel?!"

But instead of responding, Lü Meihe muttered the sentence again.

Something about her behavior felt off.

"Mom, are you okay?" Yu Lu frowned, suddenly remembering her father’s warning. "Are you feeling unwell? Should I call Dad?"

Lü Meihe’s breathing quickened, and she waved her hand. "No… I just have a headache. I need to rest."

Yu Lu still wanted to complain about her grievances, but her mother’s expression tightened—her brows furrowed, and her face turned pale.

Seeing her mother in visible pain, Yu Lu hesitated.

She wanted to call a doctor, but Lü Meihe stopped her.

"I’m really just tired. Lu Lu, stay here and sleep with me tonight. Don’t go causing trouble."

With that, she curled up as if to sleep.

Yu Lu still felt uneasy, so she messaged her father.

But there was no reply—maybe he was already on his flight.

Meanwhile, in Lü Meihe’s mind, that sentence kept replaying.

And then—

A boy’s voice echoed in her head.

"You like my dad? My dad only loves my mom. He will never love you."

"You like my dad? My dad only loves my mom. He will never love you."

"You like my dad? My dad only loves my mom. He will never love you."

"AHHHH!!!"

Lü Meihe suddenly sat up, her scream shocking Yu Lu awake.

"Mom?!"

Yu Lu turned to look at her mother—

And in that moment, a shiver ran down her spine.

Lü Meihe's eyes were no longer those of a gentle mother.

"Mom…?" Yu Lu felt a deep unease.

Her mother’s gaze reminded her of the patients who came to see her father for psychiatric treatment.

Her black-and-white eyes were bloodshot, filled with obsession and madness.

Suddenly, Lü Meihe reached out and patted Yu Lu’s head.

With a smile, she asked, "You like Qin Xian?"

Yu Lu hesitated, then nervously nodded.

"Then… Mom will make him marry you. How about that?"

Yu Lu’s heart leaped with joy.

But then she frowned. "Mom… what’s going on? Can you really do that?"

"He… will listen to me." Lü Meihe’s lips curled into a cruel smile.

"I need to go to the attic to find something. If anyone comes looking for me, tell them I’m still sleeping. Understand?"

Yu Lu wanted to stop her mother, but it was as if her words fell on deaf ears.

Feeling even more unsettled, she soon received a call.

"Dad! Are you almost here?"

"No, I’m still on my layover. What’s wrong with your mother?"

"Dad, Mom is acting really weird! She was fine last night, but suddenly got a headache and wanted to sleep. And then this morning, she told me…"

Yu Lu quickly repeated everything.

On the other end, she could only hear her father’s sharp breathing.

"Listen to me, Lu Lu, right now, you’re the only one who can help me."

"Mom went to the attic, right? Go there now. Lock her inside. Don’t let anyone near her. Not until I get there. Do you understand?"

"What?! Dad, are you crazy?!"

"You must do it! Your mother is sick! If people find out… do you want to be known as the daughter of a lunatic? Hurry!"

Yu Hongxian's voice turned dead serious.

Yu Lu didn't fully understand, but her mother’s behavior was scaring her.

So she reluctantly ran to the old mansion’s attic.

There was a staircase leading to the top, and between the fifth floor and the rooftop, there was a small attic used for storing old belongings.

Yu Lu didn’t dare go inside—she just listened.

She could hear strange electronic music playing inside.

It was so bizarre.

Once she confirmed someone was in there, she tried to shut the door quietly and lock it.

But just as she was about to close it completely—

A hand suddenly yanked it open from inside.

Yu Lu’s heart pounded in terror.

Before she could react, her mother’s low, eerie voice rang out:

"Such a disobedient child. That’s why your parents resent you."

Then—

Lü Meihe flipped open an old-fashioned flip phone.

The eerie electronic music played again, making the silent attic feel terrifyingly eerie.

Yu Lu froze.

"Mom? Resent me? What are you saying? I’m your beloved daughter!"

But Lü Meihe only smiled coldly.

"Do you really think your parents love you? You talk too much. You act too much. The only reason people treat you well is because of others.

No one actually likes you.

Because you’re strange.

So… shut up. Be quiet.

Don’t. Say. Another. Word."

The music played again.

Yu Lu suddenly couldn't speak.

Her throat tightened.

And in the next second—

A sharp pain struck her neck.

Yu Lu’s vision blurred.

And then—

Everything went dark.