Chapter 26: 024 Ying Luwei never expected
The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot
Editor:Â Henyee Translations
The secretary was taken aback, then understood.
They were going to completely abandon the Ying Familyâs foster daughter.
Jiang Moyuan closed his eyes, âIf thereâs nothing else, you may leave.â
âThird Master, please rest well.â The secretary carefully closed the door.
After stepping out, he shook his head.
He had previously accompanied the Third Master on inspections to Qingshui County, back when that foster daughter of the Ying Family was still simple and unspoiled. Now?
Indeed, she was tempted by the glitz and glamour of the big city, restless and eager to climb up.
Luckily, the Third Master had seen through her.
After a moment of thought, the secretary went to the pantry, took out his phone, and made a call, âMiss Luweiâ¦â
**
After several days of recuperation, Wen Fengmianâs health had improved significantly.
But due to chronic illness, his recovery would not happen overnight.
The initial batch of medicine had run out, and Ying Zijin had specially ordered a fresh batch of medicinal materials.
Shanghai City wasnât near the mountains, and all the medicinal materials had to be transported from other places.
Because she required only the highest quality materials, several tens of pounds cost her hundreds of thousands.
While waiting, Ying Zijin entered a dessert shop next door and ordered a serving of mango glutinous rice balls.
She took out her newly purchased phone and lit up the screen, which displayed various apps she planned to try out.
The greatest advantage of new technology was that she wouldnât be too bored.
Ying Zijin opened one of the apps, looked at herself with a pair of rabbit ears, and pondered.
It was said to be called taking a selfie. It seemed quite interesting.
She casually adjusted the settings, picked a filter and accessories, and pressed the shutter.
âClickââ
The crisp sound made the person sitting at the opposite table lift their head.
It was a young girl wearing a sunhat and sunglasses, very well concealed.
She frowned, displeased, âHow did they even track me here? Tell her to delete the photo, I donât want to end up on the hot search because of an unflattering picture.â
Her assistant understood and immediately approached, âDelete the photo you took. Sister Luo doesnât like fans taking pictures of her, understand?â
âIf you insist on taking photos, we can sue you.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The voice wasnât loud, but it caught the attention of everyone in the dessert shop.
They all looked over, curious.
âIs there a celebrity here? Look, could it be that one? Damn, what kind of immortal beauty is that?!â
âAre you talking about the miss in the black blouse? Impossible, with that face, no one would forget after seeing it once. Thereâs nobody like her in the entertainment industry.â
âNo, not her, I mean the one over there. Have you heard of Luo Ziyue? Finished tenth in âYouth 101,â a popular talent show.â
âSounds vaguely familiar, but I donât really rememberâ¦â
The surrounding area buzzed with conversation.
Seeing that the girl had no intention of deleting the photo, the assistant didnât say another word and tried to snatch the phone from her hands.
Not only did she fail to grab it, but her hand landed directly in the mango glutinous rice balls.
It wasnât until then that Ying Zijin looked up, her tone indifferent, âYouâve dirtied my dessert.â
âWho told you not to delete the photo?â The assistant was also furious, âWhy follow Sister Luo here, donât you know how to show some respect?â
Upon hearing this, the other customers had an epiphany.
So pretty, and she turns out to be a sasaeng?
Ying Zijin closed the app, âWho?â
ââ¦â
An awkward silence ensued.
The assistant was frozen in place.
Luo Ziyue, who had been silent, stood up. She removed her sunglasses, revealing a beautiful and impatient face, âYou donât have to pretend you donât know me. Iâve seen your kind before. You guys chased me until I lost one of my shoes yesterday, and you still wonât leave me alone today?â
She really disliked sasaengs because they left her with no personal space at all.
Ying Zijin looked up and glanced at her, rather gracefully, âI donât chase after the ugly, thank you.â
Some people in the vicinity couldnât help but laugh.
Infuriated, Luo Ziyue was about to retort when a female student from a nearby table stood up.
âIâm sitting right next to you and saw everything clearly. The lady was only taking a selfie; she didnât take a picture of you at all.â
She muttered softly, âWith looks like hers, why would she bother taking a photo of you instead of herself?â
If she had a face like that, sheâd admire herself in the mirror every day rather than chase after stars.
As the girl put it that way, several of her friends agreed.
âYeah, she really didnât take a picture of you, Miss. She clearly doesnât know you.â
âHonestly, with those sunglasses on, we didnât even recognize you.â
Luo Ziyueâs face turned green with embarrassment.
âYouth 101â is so popular, yet there actually are people who donât recognize her?
âJust pay for it,â Ying Zijin said, head bowed to her phone, sparing no more glances.
The girlâs voice was languid and indifferent, yet it added a huge pressure invisibly.
The assistantâs face couldnât stop turning pale.
With everyone watching, Luo Ziyue couldnât just walk away with a snub; it would affect her popularity.
She reluctantly extracted three hundred-dollar bills from her purse and slapped them onto the table, the words squeezed through clenched teeth, âIs that enough?â
âThe cash register is over there.â
ââ¦â
Luo Ziyue, flustered and fuming, face red with embarrassment, had to go to the counter herself to reorder.
After such an incident, she lost interest in staying any longer and left in a hurry with her assistant, in quite a disheveled state.
Ying Zijin twirled the long spoon in her hand, planning to take this order back for Wen Tinglan.
While waiting for her meal, a female student cautiously approached her, âBig sister, are you a trainee from some company?â
âHmm?â Ying Zijin was fairly patient with the young girl, âNo, Iâm not.â
âAhâ¦â The student scratched her head, âIf you enter the entertainment industry, Iâll definitely be your fan!â
Ying Zijin yawned, âI wonât enter, not now, not ever.â
She wasnât interested in acting, and nobody could stop her from enjoying her retirement.
The female student didnât get discouraged and ventured, âThen, big sister, can I take a photo with you? I promise I wonât spread it around and cause any damage to your reputation.â
Ying Zijinâs eyebrows lifted slightly, âItâs fine, I donât mind.â
Well, might as well pick up some selfie skills.
After taking the picture with her phone, the student happily went back.
And then she posted a Weibo update.
[@RollingPeachLover: Location Shanghai City, met a super A and dashing big sister. Some backed contestant from âYouth 101â thought big sister was filming her, but it turns out she didnât even know her at all. To protect big sisterâs privacy, Iâve pixelated the photo.]
The student was a blogger with a hundred thousand followers in the fan community and, an hour later, the post had garnered several hundred reposts.
[Itâs obviously Luo Ziyue, relying on her relationship with some wealthy family scion to snag the last debut spot, thinking sheâs so famous.]
[Itâs hilarious, hahaha, a stranger doesnât even know her, and she thought they were filming her, talk about having a huge sense of self-importance.]
[Although I canât see her face, just looking at this big sisterâs figure makes me drool. Will she enter the entertainment industry in the future?]
[Did you see the brand of her phone? Vertu, a real luxury piece, even pricier than the iPhone. Probably one of those wealthy familyâs young ladies; they wouldnât enter the entertainment industry.]
The Weibo post didnât trend too high, but its views broke a hundred thousand.
Coincidentally, Ying Luweiâs agent saw the Weibo post.
He felt the silhouette was very familiar and pushed the phone to Ying Luwei, âLuwei, look at this, isnât this your fake niece?â
Ying Luwei, who was touching up her makeup, glanced at it casually, âItâs her.â
âShe isnât planning to enter the entertainment industry, is she?â The agent asked seriously, âIf she is, itâs better to sign her under our control, that way itâs easier to manage.â
He had seen the Ying Familyâs foster daughter before, and had to admit her looks couldnât be slandered.
He had to admit, if it werenât for her perennial anemia that left her lackluster, even Ying Luwei couldnât compare.
She couldnât let her affect Ying Luwei.
Hearing this, Ying Luwei paused her makeup application, âIâll make a call and ask.â
However, her call didnât go through.
Ying Luwei could never have imagined that she had been blocked.
An inexplicable sense of irritation welled up inside her, as if something had completely spiraled out of her control.
Noticing her change, the agent inquired, âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs nothing.â Ying Luwei forced a smile, âShe might just be busy, Iâll go back to the old house in a bit.â
The agent, aware of her situation, nodded, âJust be careful yourself. Itâs good that we pulled down the trending search in time that day.â
Ying Luwei didnât reply, pressing her lips together.
**
After delivering the herbs to Wen Fengmianâs place, Ying Zijin received a call from Fu Yunshen.
She went downstairs, where the car was already waiting for her.
She had an appointment with him, as she promised to treat him to a meal today.
After buckling her seatbelt, the man turned his head to look at her, a questioning arch in his brow and a teasing lilt to his voice, âWhat are you planning to treat your brother to?â
Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, âHow about hot pot skewers? Iâve never had them before.â
She had heard junk food was delicious, and she really wanted to try it.
âHmm, your brother hasnât had it either,â Fu Yunshen replied, taking out his phone to search, âYour health isnât great, weâll find a sanitary and reputable place.â
As soon as he started looking, his phone vibrated with a new message.
âBeep, beep, beep.â
Fu Yunshen looked down, his eyes subtly shifting.