My Mother-in-Law and I Became the Internet’s Hottest Power Couple
Author: NovelFire
Chapter 38
If acting was Yu Wanqiu's faith, then music was Jiang Lan's faith.
Moreover, she had studied music for two lifetimes. While others might have practiced the violin for ten years, she had done so for twenty, already far ahead of most. How could she possibly give it up so easily?
Most importantly, she already had twenty million.
Twenty million!
Who could earn that much in a lifetime? Though Yu Wanqiu made a fortune in the entertainment industry, it came with immense effort. Jiang Lan had never seriously considered entering showbizâtwenty million was more than enough for her.
Yu Wanqiu said, "I know some people in the music industry. Would you mind if I helped you find work?"
She worried Jiang Lan might refuseâyoung people often carried pride, much like Lu Yicheng, who could have easily joined Lu Yuan but insisted on finding his own internship and proving himself first.
Jiang Lan shook her head, chewing on a piece of meat. "Of course not. If you recommend me, itâs just an opportunity. If I land the job, itâll still be because of my own skills. Thereâs no conflict there."
She actually wanted a side gig. The twenty million wouldnât hit her account anytime soonâtaxes had to be paid, and the show had to finish filming. Who knew how long that would take?
For now, she still relied on her parents for money. Unlike her easygoing dynamic with Yu Wanqiu, Jiang Lan was a little afraid of her mother.
Jiang's mother was a high school teacher and homeroom instructor. Having been a mediocre student, Jiang Lan had a deep-seated fear of teachers.
She wondered if her mom even watched the show.
Yu Wanqiu nodded. "Iâll let you know if any opportunities come up. Are you running low on funds?"
Jiang Lan held up a finger. "A little. Itâs the start of the monthâMom should be sending my allowance soon... hopefully."
Yu Wanqiu almost laughed. "Didnât Lu Yicheng get a bonus from his internship?"
Lu Yicheng was her boyfriend, not her ATM. Besides, she had parentsâhow could she shamelessly spend his money? He could cover more on dates, but Jiang Lan wanted to avoid financial entanglements. "Donât worry, Iâll definitely mooch a fancy meal off him."
Yu Wanqiu sprinkled seasoning over the skewers. Charcoal-grilled, they carried a rich, smoky aroma. The lamb skewers and chicken wings sizzled, the latter already golden, the meat crisping at the edgesâjust a little longer, and theyâd be perfect.
Who else was this lucky? Not only was she earning 330,000 a day, but an award-winning actress was personally grilling her food.
Did Lu Yicheng get this treatment? No. Did Lu Yichengâs father? Also no.
Testing the skewers with a bamboo stick, Yu Wanqiu confirmed they were done. "The lambâs ready. The wings need more time. Try one."
Jiang Lan took a swig of cola before biting into the meat. The ingredients Xiao Xu bought were pricier and higher quality than street vendorsâ, with minimal gaminess. The fat had rendered into juicy crispness, the spice from the chili powder making it irresistibleâenough to make the neighborsâ kids drool.
"Yu Wanqiu, these are even better than Lu Yichengâs! Did he learn from you?" Jiang Lanâs eyes sparkled. So that explained his skills with braised pork and fishâit was genetic.
Yu Wanqiu neither confirmed nor denied, simply amused.
Perhaps because she hadnât raised Lu Yicheng closely, their bond lacked traditional maternal intensity; they interacted as equals. Watching him in love was both surprising and entertainingâeverything became a playful competition.
"Really better than his? You ate plenty the other night."
Jiang Lan scoffed. "You donât believe me? Fine, Iâll prove it."
She devoured three skewers in rapid succession. "See? Exceptionally good."
Theyâd grilled enough to share, delivering some to Shen Xingyao and the others. Shen Xingyao was stunned, whispering, "Did... Yu Wanqiu make these?"
She remembered Jiang Lan couldnât cookâYu Wanqiu had handled the first episode, and Lu Yicheng had grilled at the beach.
Jiang Lan nodded, then reconsidered. "I helped too, you know."
Shen Xingyao chuckled, clutching the skewers like treasure. Yu Wanqiuâs cooking! She almost didnât want to eat them. "Of course you helped. Thanks."
For Zhang Lin, who was pregnant, they included grilled potato slices alongside the lamb. Zhang Lin thanked them, but when Li Jia emerged and learned the foodâs origin, she vetoed it. "Youâre pregnant. This isnât healthy."
Zhang Lin had learned how to handle Li Jia by now. "Fine, I wonât eat it. But Iâm hungry againâI want braised beef."
Li Jia: "......"
Theyâd just had lunch thirty minutes ago. What kind of bottomless pit was this pregnancy?
Still, Li Jia wouldnât starve her grandchild. She labored in the kitchen for over an hour, finally presenting the beefâonly for Zhang Lin to take two bites and push it away. "Iâve lost my appetite."
Li Jiaâs blood pressure spiked. "You couldnât have said that before I cooked it?!"
Zhang Lin said innocently, "How would I know if I want to eat it without trying it? Maybe I should just starve from now on and not eat anything at all. Mom, why donât you think about itâif your stewed beef were even half as delicious as the barbecue, I wouldnât have trouble eating it."
Li Jia was so angry she couldnât speak. She had no idea Zhang Lin could be like this before. She used to be so obedient and sensible.
How had she changed so much?
But Li Jia was also afraid Zhang Lin might actually starve herself. A childâs health was importantâso important that she repeated it three times in her mind.
It was just for this month. Once it was over, sheâd go back home, and the nanny could take care of her.
Doctors didnât recommend barbecue because the meat might not be fully cooked, risking bacteria or parasites. She decided to reheat it and cook some rice to go with it.
Li Jia angrily prepared the meal, finishing past two in the morning. The leftover barbecue ended up in her own stomachâand it was actually quite tasty.
Shen Xingyao shared the barbecue with Du Wanzhou and even posted about it on Weibo.
With over fifty million followers, she had the influence of a rising star. The moment the post went up, comments flooded in.
["Is this the barbecue Yu Wanqiu and Jiang Lan made?"]
["Mouth wide openâfeed me, wifey!"]
["The first episode had Yu Wanqiu cooking, and the next two didnât show any cooking scenes. So by default, this is Yu Wanqiuâs work. It looks so delicious!"]
["I was so naive. I thought Jiang Lan would just be the sweet, pretty daughter-in-law on the mother-in-law reality show. I never expected things to turn out like this."]
["Quick questionâis it too late to try and woo Lu Yicheng now? T_T"]
["Girl, let me give you some solid advice: Wooing Lu Yicheng is a dead end. No future there. Youâre better off going for Jiang Lan."]
["???"]
["HAHAHAHAHA"]
["Lu Yicheng: Excuse me??"]
["Be realâhow many times has Yu Wanqiu actually made barbecue for Lu Yicheng? She barely ate it before. You really think heâs worth the effort?"]
["Why would you even consider it?"]
["After watching so many episodes, you still havenât figured it out?"]
Jiang Lan didnât check the comments and had no idea what fans were saying about Lu Yicheng. During their phone call that night, she praised Yu Wanqiuâs barbecue and hotpot again.
Lu Yicheng just responded with vague soundsâ"Mhm⦠Yeah."
Jiang Lan frowned. "Could you at least react properly? Iâm sharing something fun with you. Whatâs with the attitude?"
Lu Yicheng matched Yu Wanqiuâs tone. "You ate several of the prawns I grilled that night, and I didnât hear any compliments then."
Jiang âââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââLan said, "Yours was delicious too! But Yu Wanqiuâs was also amazing. Lu Yicheng, did you learn from her?"
Lu Yicheng knew itâhe knew sheâd say that. "Watch your words. Itâs not that I learned from herâshe asked me for tips. The chat logs are still there. Want me to send them?"
"No need, Iâll pass. But Yu Wanqiu is still impressive. Even if she asked you, she managed toâ" (make it taste better than yours).
Lu Yichengâs expression darkened, his glare practically murderous. It looked like if Jiang Lan said one more word, heâd grill skewers on the spot and deliver them just to ask which she preferred.
Jiang Lan covered her mouth. "Okay, okay, Iâll stop. Happy now?"
Lu Yicheng sighed. "You just love pushing my buttons."
Jiang Lan rubbed her cheeks and mimed zipping her lips. She had finished reading all the notes in the glass bottleâLu Yicheng had written about countless "first times" theyâd shared. Reading them felt like reliving their relationship from an outsiderâs perspective, only to realize she was still part of it.
Those were memories theyâd made together.
When Lu Yicheng noticed her silence, he thought the call had frozen and waved his phone. "You still there?"
Jiang Lan pointed to her lips. "Still in silence mode."
Lu Yicheng couldnât help but chuckle. "Fine. If my momâs cooking tastes good, eat as much as you want. Have you lost weight?"
Jiang Lan shook her head. "Nope. Yu Wanqiuâs been making me do yoga. I look slimmer, but the scale hasnât changed."
Lu Yicheng said, "I got my bonus. Let me take you out for something nice this weekend."
When they were together, theyâd always discover amazing restaurants and little eateries. Now that Jiang Lan had forgotten, heâd take her to relive those flavors.
Jiang Lan nodded eagerly. "Deal!"
If the food was good, she could bring Yu Wanqiu alongâsheâd probably never tried it before.
"Lu Yicheng, you look extra handsome today."
He casually adjusted his hair. "Really?"
Being complimented by his girlfriend always pleased him. "Same as yesterday, though, right?"
Jiang Lan thought, I just said it casuallyâno need to overanalyze.
"Handsome everywhere. Hey, Lu Yicheng, I have a question."
Lu Yicheng straightened up. "What is it?"
Jiang Lan hesitated. "Did I ever tell you what I planned to do after graduation?"
If she had, he should know. But if her past plans didnât match her current thoughts⦠then what?
Lu Yicheng answered quickly, "You said you wanted to join the National Symphony Orchestra and play the violin for the rest of your life."
Jiang Lan thought, Of course. She then asked, "Then why did I apply to Qinghua University? You didnât write that in the bottle you gave me."
This time, Lu Yicheng hesitated. After three seconds, he said, "Because of me."
Jiang Lan was a little puzzled. How could it be because of Lu Yicheng? Did she apply just because he wanted to go there? Was he her motivation, her guiding light in life? It wasnât impossibleâafter all, Lu Yicheng was such an outstanding student.
But back in high school, would she really have seen him as her inspiration?
She was always a bit lazy, and studying didnât come easily to her. Just getting into any university would have been... more than enough. Qinghua University? She wouldnât have dared to dream of it.
"Really?"
Lu Yicheng affirmed, "Really. It was because of me."
Moreover, she had studied music for two lifetimes. While others might have practiced the violin for ten years, she had done so for twenty, already far ahead of most. How could she possibly give it up so easily?
Most importantly, she already had twenty million.
Twenty million!
Who could earn that much in a lifetime? Though Yu Wanqiu made a fortune in the entertainment industry, it came with immense effort. Jiang Lan had never seriously considered entering showbizâtwenty million was more than enough for her.
Yu Wanqiu said, "I know some people in the music industry. Would you mind if I helped you find work?"
She worried Jiang Lan might refuseâyoung people often carried pride, much like Lu Yicheng, who could have easily joined Lu Yuan but insisted on finding his own internship and proving himself first.
Jiang Lan shook her head, chewing on a piece of meat. "Of course not. If you recommend me, itâs just an opportunity. If I land the job, itâll still be because of my own skills. Thereâs no conflict there."
She actually wanted a side gig. The twenty million wouldnât hit her account anytime soonâtaxes had to be paid, and the show had to finish filming. Who knew how long that would take?
For now, she still relied on her parents for money. Unlike her easygoing dynamic with Yu Wanqiu, Jiang Lan was a little afraid of her mother.
Jiang's mother was a high school teacher and homeroom instructor. Having been a mediocre student, Jiang Lan had a deep-seated fear of teachers.
She wondered if her mom even watched the show.
Yu Wanqiu nodded. "Iâll let you know if any opportunities come up. Are you running low on funds?"
Jiang Lan held up a finger. "A little. Itâs the start of the monthâMom should be sending my allowance soon... hopefully."
Yu Wanqiu almost laughed. "Didnât Lu Yicheng get a bonus from his internship?"
Lu Yicheng was her boyfriend, not her ATM. Besides, she had parentsâhow could she shamelessly spend his money? He could cover more on dates, but Jiang Lan wanted to avoid financial entanglements. "Donât worry, Iâll definitely mooch a fancy meal off him."
Yu Wanqiu sprinkled seasoning over the skewers. Charcoal-grilled, they carried a rich, smoky aroma. The lamb skewers and chicken wings sizzled, the latter already golden, the meat crisping at the edgesâjust a little longer, and theyâd be perfect.
Who else was this lucky? Not only was she earning 330,000 a day, but an award-winning actress was personally grilling her food.
Did Lu Yicheng get this treatment? No. Did Lu Yichengâs father? Also no.
Testing the skewers with a bamboo stick, Yu Wanqiu confirmed they were done. "The lambâs ready. The wings need more time. Try one."
Jiang Lan took a swig of cola before biting into the meat. The ingredients Xiao Xu bought were pricier and higher quality than street vendorsâ, with minimal gaminess. The fat had rendered into juicy crispness, the spice from the chili powder making it irresistibleâenough to make the neighborsâ kids drool.
"Yu Wanqiu, these are even better than Lu Yichengâs! Did he learn from you?" Jiang Lanâs eyes sparkled. So that explained his skills with braised pork and fishâit was genetic.
Yu Wanqiu neither confirmed nor denied, simply amused.
Perhaps because she hadnât raised Lu Yicheng closely, their bond lacked traditional maternal intensity; they interacted as equals. Watching him in love was both surprising and entertainingâeverything became a playful competition.
"Really better than his? You ate plenty the other night."
Jiang Lan scoffed. "You donât believe me? Fine, Iâll prove it."
She devoured three skewers in rapid succession. "See? Exceptionally good."
Theyâd grilled enough to share, delivering some to Shen Xingyao and the others. Shen Xingyao was stunned, whispering, "Did... Yu Wanqiu make these?"
She remembered Jiang Lan couldnât cookâYu Wanqiu had handled the first episode, and Lu Yicheng had grilled at the beach.
Jiang Lan nodded, then reconsidered. "I helped too, you know."
Shen Xingyao chuckled, clutching the skewers like treasure. Yu Wanqiuâs cooking! She almost didnât want to eat them. "Of course you helped. Thanks."
For Zhang Lin, who was pregnant, they included grilled potato slices alongside the lamb. Zhang Lin thanked them, but when Li Jia emerged and learned the foodâs origin, she vetoed it. "Youâre pregnant. This isnât healthy."
Zhang Lin had learned how to handle Li Jia by now. "Fine, I wonât eat it. But Iâm hungry againâI want braised beef."
Li Jia: "......"
Theyâd just had lunch thirty minutes ago. What kind of bottomless pit was this pregnancy?
Still, Li Jia wouldnât starve her grandchild. She labored in the kitchen for over an hour, finally presenting the beefâonly for Zhang Lin to take two bites and push it away. "Iâve lost my appetite."
Li Jiaâs blood pressure spiked. "You couldnât have said that before I cooked it?!"
Zhang Lin said innocently, "How would I know if I want to eat it without trying it? Maybe I should just starve from now on and not eat anything at all. Mom, why donât you think about itâif your stewed beef were even half as delicious as the barbecue, I wouldnât have trouble eating it."
Li Jia was so angry she couldnât speak. She had no idea Zhang Lin could be like this before. She used to be so obedient and sensible.
How had she changed so much?
But Li Jia was also afraid Zhang Lin might actually starve herself. A childâs health was importantâso important that she repeated it three times in her mind.
It was just for this month. Once it was over, sheâd go back home, and the nanny could take care of her.
Doctors didnât recommend barbecue because the meat might not be fully cooked, risking bacteria or parasites. She decided to reheat it and cook some rice to go with it.
Li Jia angrily prepared the meal, finishing past two in the morning. The leftover barbecue ended up in her own stomachâand it was actually quite tasty.
Shen Xingyao shared the barbecue with Du Wanzhou and even posted about it on Weibo.
With over fifty million followers, she had the influence of a rising star. The moment the post went up, comments flooded in.
["Is this the barbecue Yu Wanqiu and Jiang Lan made?"]
["Mouth wide openâfeed me, wifey!"]
["The first episode had Yu Wanqiu cooking, and the next two didnât show any cooking scenes. So by default, this is Yu Wanqiuâs work. It looks so delicious!"]
["I was so naive. I thought Jiang Lan would just be the sweet, pretty daughter-in-law on the mother-in-law reality show. I never expected things to turn out like this."]
["Quick questionâis it too late to try and woo Lu Yicheng now? T_T"]
["Girl, let me give you some solid advice: Wooing Lu Yicheng is a dead end. No future there. Youâre better off going for Jiang Lan."]
["???"]
["HAHAHAHAHA"]
["Lu Yicheng: Excuse me??"]
["Be realâhow many times has Yu Wanqiu actually made barbecue for Lu Yicheng? She barely ate it before. You really think heâs worth the effort?"]
["Why would you even consider it?"]
["After watching so many episodes, you still havenât figured it out?"]
Jiang Lan didnât check the comments and had no idea what fans were saying about Lu Yicheng. During their phone call that night, she praised Yu Wanqiuâs barbecue and hotpot again.
Lu Yicheng just responded with vague soundsâ"Mhm⦠Yeah."
Jiang Lan frowned. "Could you at least react properly? Iâm sharing something fun with you. Whatâs with the attitude?"
Lu Yicheng matched Yu Wanqiuâs tone. "You ate several of the prawns I grilled that night, and I didnât hear any compliments then."
Jiang âââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââââLan said, "Yours was delicious too! But Yu Wanqiuâs was also amazing. Lu Yicheng, did you learn from her?"
Lu Yicheng knew itâhe knew sheâd say that. "Watch your words. Itâs not that I learned from herâshe asked me for tips. The chat logs are still there. Want me to send them?"
"No need, Iâll pass. But Yu Wanqiu is still impressive. Even if she asked you, she managed toâ" (make it taste better than yours).
Lu Yichengâs expression darkened, his glare practically murderous. It looked like if Jiang Lan said one more word, heâd grill skewers on the spot and deliver them just to ask which she preferred.
Jiang Lan covered her mouth. "Okay, okay, Iâll stop. Happy now?"
Lu Yicheng sighed. "You just love pushing my buttons."
Jiang Lan rubbed her cheeks and mimed zipping her lips. She had finished reading all the notes in the glass bottleâLu Yicheng had written about countless "first times" theyâd shared. Reading them felt like reliving their relationship from an outsiderâs perspective, only to realize she was still part of it.
Those were memories theyâd made together.
When Lu Yicheng noticed her silence, he thought the call had frozen and waved his phone. "You still there?"
Jiang Lan pointed to her lips. "Still in silence mode."
Lu Yicheng couldnât help but chuckle. "Fine. If my momâs cooking tastes good, eat as much as you want. Have you lost weight?"
Jiang Lan shook her head. "Nope. Yu Wanqiuâs been making me do yoga. I look slimmer, but the scale hasnât changed."
Lu Yicheng said, "I got my bonus. Let me take you out for something nice this weekend."
When they were together, theyâd always discover amazing restaurants and little eateries. Now that Jiang Lan had forgotten, heâd take her to relive those flavors.
Jiang Lan nodded eagerly. "Deal!"
If the food was good, she could bring Yu Wanqiu alongâsheâd probably never tried it before.
"Lu Yicheng, you look extra handsome today."
He casually adjusted his hair. "Really?"
Being complimented by his girlfriend always pleased him. "Same as yesterday, though, right?"
Jiang Lan thought, I just said it casuallyâno need to overanalyze.
"Handsome everywhere. Hey, Lu Yicheng, I have a question."
Lu Yicheng straightened up. "What is it?"
Jiang Lan hesitated. "Did I ever tell you what I planned to do after graduation?"
If she had, he should know. But if her past plans didnât match her current thoughts⦠then what?
Lu Yicheng answered quickly, "You said you wanted to join the National Symphony Orchestra and play the violin for the rest of your life."
Jiang Lan thought, Of course. She then asked, "Then why did I apply to Qinghua University? You didnât write that in the bottle you gave me."
This time, Lu Yicheng hesitated. After three seconds, he said, "Because of me."
Jiang Lan was a little puzzled. How could it be because of Lu Yicheng? Did she apply just because he wanted to go there? Was he her motivation, her guiding light in life? It wasnât impossibleâafter all, Lu Yicheng was such an outstanding student.
But back in high school, would she really have seen him as her inspiration?
She was always a bit lazy, and studying didnât come easily to her. Just getting into any university would have been... more than enough. Qinghua University? She wouldnât have dared to dream of it.
"Really?"
Lu Yicheng affirmed, "Really. It was because of me."