Chapter 76: 074 Clearly knows who the real foster daughter is

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Going to and from O Continent takes at least a couple of weeks.

Moreover, the Ying Family has always claimed to the public that Ying Zijin is their adopted daughter.

If she were to host a lavish birthday party for Ying Zijin, wouldn’t that arouse suspicion from the outside world?

Wouldn’t the scandal from more than a decade ago with the Ying Family be exposed as well?

The countenance of Elder Zhong instantly turned cold, “No time?”

“Dad, Wanwan has been pampered by me and Zhenting since she was little, she’s never had to suffer.” Zhong Manhua pursed her lips, lowering her voice, “She’s alone in a foreign land in O Continent, with no one to rely on. It’s not like we can let her spend her birthday by herself, right?”

“Still Wanwan?” Elder Zhong angrily slammed the table, “That was originally Zijin’s nickname. You damn gave it to a foster daughter, and you still have the nerve to say such a thing?!”

“Wanwan” represents someone with good morals and a graceful figure; that’s why it was chosen back then.

“Dad!” Zhong Manhua, pressing on her temples, had no choice but to switch to another term, “If it wasn’t for Xiao Xuan, I might very well have ended up in a mental institution.”

After the baby went missing, her nerves frayed day by day; she could neither sleep nor eat properly.

Had it not been for Ying Zhenting adopting a child, she didn’t know if she could have carried on.

“That’s what you deserve!” Elder Zhong was even angrier, “Didn’t you know that Zijin was barely over a year old at the time? Why did both of you have to go out for whatever reason?”

He paused, trying to calm his temper, yet his headache was intensifying with the anger, “I really don’t understand, you lost your own daughter and found a foster daughter to replace her.”

“Zhong Manhua, how capable you are, I really admire your expertise!”

Zhong Manhua, also furious and embarrassed, retorted, “Dad, haven’t I brought Zijin back now? Yes, I was wrong about the blood donation, but have I ever neglected her basic needs for food, clothing, housing, and transportation?”

“You should never have neglected her in the first place!” Elder Zhong laughed bitterly out of extreme anger, “You should have made amends properly. But what did you do? You let a foster daughter tread all over your own daughter. Have you lost your mind?!”

Zhong Manhua finally changed her complexion, her voice cooling, “Dad, you were always good to Xiao Xuan before. How can you…”

“Regardless, Zijin is my biological granddaughter,” Elder Zhong stated coldly. “How much has she suffered over these years? I cannot let a foster daughter step over her.”

He knew very well who the real foster daughter was.

Zhong Manhua said nothing.

It wasn’t that she didn’t care for Ying Zijin; after all, Zijin was her flesh and blood.

But every time she compared Ying Zijin to Xiao Xuan, she felt both anger and urgency.

Neither learning nor arts could they be compared.

Zijin’s manners were also poor; she couldn’t even bring Ying Zijin to a wealthy family’s banquet.

“You may leave,” Elder Zhong gestured dismissively, completely disappointed, “Since you don’t want to do it, I will handle it myself.”

He gave her the opportunity, but if Zhong Manhua couldn’t seize it, that was not his problem.

Zhong Manhua’s heart raced, feeling that something was off but unable to pinpoint it.

She took a deep breath, said nothing more, and stood up to leave.

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After Ying Zijin left, Fu Yunshen watched Nie Chao clean up the broken eggs before taking him out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After turning a long corridor, they arrived at a room at the very end.

“Sev… The Seventh Young Master…” Nie Chao’s throat bobbed, “Can I, can I run?”

“Hmm?” Fu Yunshen lifted an eyelid, a wry smile on his lips, “No, go inside.”

The moment Nie Chao stepped in, he saw the man sitting on the sofa.

His legs went weak, he nearly kneeled down, “Big, big brother.”

He had a feeling a beating was imminent.

However, to Nie Chao’s surprise, Nie Yi just gave him a glance, “You go out first, later come back with me to the hotel.”

“Ah?” Nie Chao was puzzled amid his narrow escape from death.

Scratching his head, not bothering to ask why, he quickly ran off.

The room returned to silence.

Fu Yunshen slouched on the opposite sofa, tugging at a button on his shirt, looking nonchalant, “Your brother really has caused me a lot of trouble.”

“Sorry about that, Yunshen,” Nie Yi said with a slight pause, “The old man is too indulgent with him, spoilt him rotten.”

“It’s quite nice,” Fu Yunshen lowered his gaze, a smile playing on his lips, “Carefree, it’s enviable.”

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They kept Nie Chao in the dark, not wanting him to get muddled in this affair.

Nie Yi pressed his hand to his forehead, “I checked. The bounty was issued by the Imperial Capital’s Jing Family, and the target wasn’t really Xiao Chao.”

“Hmm,” Fu Yunshen replied indifferently, “On one hand, they wanted to force you to come back, and on the other, to throw the Nie Family into chaos.”

Although Nie Chao was a playboy, he was also the direct grandson of the Nie Family, and many people were watching him closely.

“The bounty has already been invalidated now,” said Nie Yi, turning his head, “Yunshen, do you know who made the move?”

Someone had rescued Nie Chao from the hands of the sharpshooter ranked ninety-fourth on the list, without showing their face, and without leaving any traces, which was indeed strange.

“Nie Chao’s phone was hacked by an unknown person. I had someone try to crack it, but they couldn’t succeed,” said Fu Yunshen, draping his arm over the back of the sofa, languidly, “According to him, some mysterious person told him where to hide, and that’s how he dodged those bullets.”

Nie Yi frowned, “That’s not very credible.”

If such a person really existed, wouldn’t the sharpshooter’s list be directly invalidated?

“I also think so,” Fu Yunshen said, tilting his head, “But since such a person exists, we indeed need to search for them.”

Nie Yi nodded, “I will bring it up with IBI.”

Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, thoughtful, “Do you have a little girlfriend?”

A sudden turn in the conversation made Nie Yi pause, “That’s not the case.”

“I’m not mocking you for your asceticism; I’m just asking what seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls generally like?”

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Shao Ren Hospital.

Ying Zijin leaned back in the swivel chair, listening to the dean report the situation of the past few days.

Because Ancient Medicine requires internal strength, and it cannot be practiced by non-ancient martial artists.

Therefore, she only sent down some traditional Chinese medicine materials and introduced some electronic equipment.

In the twenty-first century, one cannot do without high technology.

It indeed was much more convenient than before.

After the dean finished speaking, he asked, “Miss Ying, Old Master Sheng wishes to see you. When will you be available?”

Only then did Ying Zijin remember that this was her first patient she had treated; she nodded slightly, “End of the month; I’m pretty busy recently.”

“Alright.” The dean stood up, ready to escort the girl out, “I will reply right away.”

Ying Zijin glanced at the time; it was already six o’clock.

After pondering for a moment, she decided to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and prepare a medicinal meal for Wen Fengmian when she returned.

Just as she walked past the King club, she ran into Jiang Moyuan coming down from his car.

The secretary frowned, “Third Master, she…”

Jiang Moyuan gestured for him to stop, and looking at the girl, he scoffed, “Are you following me?”

It was a classic case of wanting to catch by seemingly letting go.

Still the same old tactics.

Ying Zijin didn’t even stop, she kept walking as if she hadn’t seen him.

Jiang Moyuan loosened his tie in irritation.

He looked cold and was not in the mood to say more, preparing to enter the King club.

But at that moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of someone turning the corner.

Someone he had seen by the window a few days ago.

Jiang Moyuan paused for a moment.

The eldest grandson of the Imperial Capital’s Nie Family actually came to Shanghai City?

And appeared here?

No matter the reason, it was an important opportunity.

Jiang Moyuan nodded to the man, reining in his presence, lowered his stance slightly, “Young Master Nie.”

Nie Yi, however, didn’t even glance at him and walked straight towards the girl, saying, “Miss Ying.”