Chapter 38: 036 Are you a mother just for show?
The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot
Editor:Â Henyee Translations
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The moment those words were spoken, the entire living room fell into a moment of silence.
Lady Zhong, who had been in the kitchen, leaned out and scolded before Old Master Zhong could speak, âWanwan, donât talk nonsense.â
She then said to Zhong Manhua, âWanwan is just babbling, donât take her seriously about any expulsion.â
Zhong Manhua forced a smile, âWhat are you saying, Third Sister-in-law? Wanwan is so well-behaved.â
But her heart was pounding non-stop.
At the time, because Madam Mu was present, she hadnât asked in detail, only knowing that Ying Zijin had hit someone.
After that, she hadnât received another phone call and forgot about it.
If Ying Zijin was really expelled, where would she put her face?
Old Master Zhong, however, didnât say anything. He put on his reading glasses, took out his phone, and slowly said, âIâll make a call to Verdant.â
âDad, you donât need to worry about it needlessly,â Zhong Manhua didnât want to lose face and said in a low voice, âIâll handle it.â
âAs if I donât know about your competitive nature?â Old Master Zhong waved his hand, âIf you go, Iâm afraid youâll scold the child first.â
Zhong Manhua was both embarrassed and angry, âDad, what are you saying?â
Old Master Zhong ignored her and dialed the Elite Class head teacherâs number from his contacts.
The call was quickly connected.
âHello, teacher, I am Zijinâs grandfather, Iâd like to ask about Zijin today, sheâ¦â
Listening to Old Master Zhongâs conversation with Teacher Xu, Zhong Zhiwan gripped her cup tightly.
What Ying Zijin did this morning, if no one intervened, expulsion was certain.
Even if Old Master Zhong intervened now, it would be too late.
She truly couldnât understand why her grandfather favored a foster daughter so much, when even the Zhong familyâs several illegitimate children, no matter how successful, hadnât softened Old Master Zhongâs heart.
A foster daughter with no merits whatsoever?
âWhat?!â Old Master Zhong was still talking when his face suddenly changed, âAlright, I understand, thank you, teacher.â
Zhong Manhua was restless and extremely agitated.
Finally, after Old Master Zhong hung up the phone, she then said, âDad, itâs my fault for not teaching her well, rest assured, when I get back I willâ¦â
Old Master Zhong cut her off, âWhat were you doing this morning?â
Zhong Manhua was taken aback, âI was having morning tea with Madam Mu at the old house, discussing matters, Dad, why do you askâ¦?â
âYou had time for tea, but no time to go to school?â Old Master Zhong immediately became furious, âDo you know how much injustice Zijin suffered at school? You assumed she was to blame without asking what happened and thought it was embarrassing to go?â
âIf it wasnât for that young man from the Fu Family stepping in, Zijin would have been expelled. What use are you as a mother, just decoration? Huh?!â
âIâd be better off having a vase for a daughter than you!â
Zhong Manhua was scolded dumbfounded, her face turning bright red.
Zhong Zhiwan was slightly shocked.
Ying Zijin wasnât expelled?
And Fu Yunshen had helped her?
Zhong Zhiwan pursed her lips, feeling somewhat upset.
âYour own daughter, you donât believe her, is that how a mother behaves?â Old Master Zhong was furiously upset, âWhen Zijin arrives later, apologize to her.â
Zhong Manhua suddenly looked up, âDad!â
Old Master Zhong turned his back on her and dialed another number.
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When Ying Zijin received the phone call, she had just finished a new round of physical therapy for Wen Fengmian.
She glanced at the caller ID, answered the phone, and spoke in a gentle tone, âYes, Iâm free tonight, alright, Iâll come back later to see you.â
âWhatâs wrong?â Wen Fengmian asked anxiously, âIs it the Ying Family?â
âNo.â Ying Zijin steadied his shoulders, âIâll come back tomorrow, Dad, remember to take your medicine on time.â
âYaoyao, donât overwork yourself.â Wen Fengmian hesitated, then added, âDad is still young, you should look after yourself more. And donât buy any more medicine, treat yourself to something good instead.â
Being a parent always means thinking about the children.
âYou can rest assured on that.â Ying Zijin unwrapped a piece of chocolate, âI wonât skimp on food.â
It was true that she was short of money.
If the money is gone, it can be earned again, but good food should not be missed.
âStill, be careful.â Wen Fengmian saw her out, reminding her, âTake good care of yourself, donât get into conflicts with classmates at school, and you can ask Yuyu for help with academic stuff. Donât put too much pressure on yourself.â
Ying Zijin hummed a response, waved lazily, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and left.
Forty minutes later, she arrived at Zhong Familyâs old mansion.
The old mansions of the four major noble families happened to be situated in the four directions of Shanghai City, which made even visiting neighbors quite a distance.
âZijin, come here, come here.â Finally seeing someone, Old Master Zhong was very happy, waving at the girl, âLet Grandpa see, have you lost weight recently?â
Ying Zijin paused, then walked over: âGrandpa.â
âA bit thinner.â Old Master Zhong touched his chin, barely satisfied, âBut youâve become prettier, very good, very good. Iâll buy you some clothes later, wearing black all the time isnât good.â
Ying Zijin responded to each comment.
âSit, sit.â Old Master Zhong patted the seat beside him, âWe stewed black chicken soup today, have a good nourishment.â
With Old Master Zhongâs permission, the servants began serving dinner, and everyone else took their seats.
Zhong Zhiwan pinched her chopsticks, without any appetite, feeling very blocked up inside.
Old Master Zhong gave Zhong Manhua a faint glance, commanding authority without anger.
Zhong Manhua held back, and managed to tough it out and give an apology.
However, the girl didnât even give her a look, as if she hadnât heard, focused on eating her Golden Sand Corn.
Zhong Manhuaâs face turned an iron blue.
In front of so many people, she couldnât even get a way to step down?
âDo you like this?â Old Master Zhong noticed, âHave them make another plate.â
Ying Zijin shook her head slightly: âNo need, Grandpa, I canât eat that much.â
Old Master Zhong, fearing she was being polite, simply said, âJust say what you like, the kitchen is waiting.â
Zhong Zhiwan couldnât stand it any longer. She got up, her expression very cold: âGrandpa, Iâm full, Iâll go back to my room first.â
Old Master Zhong nodded and said nothing.
Zhong Zhiwan left the room, holding back her anger.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lady Zhong knew her daughter well and with a smile said, âElder Zhong, the Elite Class has a heavy study load recently. Wanwan is going back to study hard, you shouldnât mind that she doesnât talk much with you.â
This reminded Old Master Zhong: âZijin, is the pressure from schoolwork too much? Do you want Wanwan to tutor you?â
Lady Zhong also barely maintained her smile.
Zhong Zhiwan was the top of her class; where would she find free time to tutor a foster daughter?
âThanks for your kindness, Grandpa.â Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, her expression casual, âBut Iâm planning on changing classes.â
âA different one?â Old Master Zhong was taken aback, âWhy?â
Ying Zijin sipped her soup: âI donât want to stay there anymore, itâs pretty annoying.â
Zhong Manhua had been holding back, but finally couldnât contain herself anymore.
She slammed her chopsticks down on the table, her anger bubbling up: âThe Elite Class is Verdantâs best class, do you know how much effort the Ying Family put in for you to get in there with your grades?â
âTo say you wonât stay is to say it; do you think you only represent yourself?â