The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 179: 173 slaps the face, resolutely [3 updates]

This was the first post Ying Yuexuan made after registering her microblog account.

Due to the appalling acts of Ying Luwei, the issue remained hotly debated even after so many days had passed.

Particularly because Ying Yuexuan’s microblog was verified as “the victim of the Ying Luwei incident,” it drew considerable attention from netizens.

Soon, many passersby flocked to this post, offering Ying Yuexuan words of comfort.

[Hug for you, sister. It really was an undeserved disaster. Who could have thought that one’s own aunt would do such a thing?]

[It’s good that you were found. If you hadn’t been, you probably would have ended up as Ying Luwei wished—dead, right?]

[Looking at this, it seems the Ying Family is truly innocent. They lost their eldest miss and also had to take the blame for Ying Luwei’s actions. If you ask me, without Ying Luwei meddling, there wouldn’t have been such a disgusting thing as a Living Blood Bank.]

[Everyone is a victim here. The repulsive one is Ying Luwei; the one who deserves to die is also Ying Luwei. Maybe people shouldn’t boycott Ying Corporation anymore, especially since that gossip account said Ying Luwei was locked up, right? The money Ying Corporation earns won’t be spent on her anyway.]

After a while, a second post appeared.

[@YingYuexuanV: Thank you for your concern. I’m still overseas and unaware of the situation in China. But since the incident has passed for so long, I’ve let it go and I’m very grateful to my parents for raising me safely. They were also completely unaware, and I beg everyone not to hurt them.]

This magnanimity won much praise from netizens.

[See? This is the broad-mindedness only a true heiress of a wealthy family can possess. In contrast, a certain fake heiress is just too petty.]

[So the fake can never become the real thing. But now that Ying Luwei has been put away, I don’t think the Ying Family will take her back.]

[I get it, what the people above like is a Holy Mother. I wish you end up as a Living Blood Bank too and do remember not to resist then.]

Ying Zhenting had gone to the company, while the butler was reporting the situation on Weibo to Zhong Manhua.

“Following Master’s instructions, after the Second Miss released those two posts, the public sentiment completely shifted, and many are praising her kindness.”

Zhong Manhua, whose heart had been in her throat these past few days, finally felt it settle again.

She picked up her tea, blew on it gently, and smiled: “Xiao Xuan is inherently kind-hearted and sensible.”

“But Madam—” the butler hesitated a moment, “it was the Second Miss we discarded, and we’re using the Eldest Miss as her substitute. What if the truth comes to light, what then?”

“It won’t,” Zhong Manhua’s expression cooled, “they’ve already promised they wouldn’t let it out. Moreover, they have no proof. As long as Zhenting and I don’t appear, no paternity test can be performed.”

Elder Zhong knew, but because the Next Generation can’t carry out a paternity test, at best a kinship test can be done.

And what would that prove?

It would merely suggest that the Zhong Family had an illegitimate daughter.

No one would associate this with the Ying Family having a pair of real and fake heiresses.

The butler pondered and felt the same.

“No matter what, Xiao Xuan is innocent,” Zhong Manhua shook her head, “When she was brought into the Ying Family, she was also a child who couldn’t remember anything. Wouldn’t it hurt her to suddenly find out one day she isn’t their biological child?”

In April last year, Jiang Moyuan brought Ying Zijin back from Qingshui County.

In June, Ying Yuexuan submitted an application for an exchange student program and left for the O continent.

Her reason was that she had occupied the Ying Family’s Eldest Miss’s position for so many years; it was time for her to leave.

How could Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua agree to that? They only promised that once her study tour in the O continent was over, she must return; the position of the Ying Family’s Eldest Miss still belonged to her.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Fifteen years of affection weren’t something you could just cut off on a whim.

Compared to Ying Tianlv, a daughter is an intimate cotton-padded jacket, and she was even closer to Ying Yuexuan.

Zhong Manhua sighed again, her eyes slightly reddened: “Xiao Xuan is like me, also strong-willed. Although she was smiling when she walked away with her suitcase, I know she was sadder than anyone else.”

The butler fell silent.

After a long time, he reluctantly spoke up: “But I’m afraid the Second Miss won’t agree.”

“No matter.” Zhong Manhua put down her cup, unconcerned, “Now that Ying Luwei is locked up, Zijin no longer needs to donate blood.”

“When we brought her back, it was already agreed that Xiao Xuan’s position as the Eldest Miss couldn’t be given to her. She would be the Second Miss, but her treatment wouldn’t change.”

After thinking it over, Zhong Manhua pondered further: “However, your concern is not without reason. When Zhenting is free, we will go see her together.”

**

Class 19 naturally didn’t know about the affairs of the Ying Family, but they still felt Ying Yuexuan was quite pitiable.

Six wasn’t even reached before she was discarded by Ying Luwei.

“Tsk, turns out Ying Luwei is a habitual offender. The Ying Family really is unlucky. But why do I feel so happy about it?” Xiu Yu stroked his chin.

Ying Zijin didn’t join their discussion; she tilted her head slightly, extended her hand to cover her eyes, and brought her fingers together.

Then, she slightly separated her middle and ring fingers, creating a small gap to see through.

“Daddy Ying, what are you looking at?” Xiu Yu curiously observed her action. “Watching people playing basketball on the field?”

“No.” Ying Zijin’s phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze flickering as she lightly laughed. “I’m looking at karma.”

The threads of karma had faded to near invisibility.

If nothing unexpected happened, they could be completely severed within three days.

Ying Zijin was contemplative.

Diviners traditionally divine for others, not for themselves.

Especially regarding matters of fate and the future.

And so, she actually didn’t know why the ties of karma between her and the Ying Family could be severed so quickly.

Ordinarily, no matter what happens, the karma between parents and their children is something that cannot be severed.

Because the blood relation always exists.

She guessed it was because the Ying Family had allowed Ying Yuexuan to completely replace her within the family, which was why it was so.

The Ying Family finally did something that aligned with her desires.

She wouldn’t ruin it.

“Karma?” Xiu Yu was a bit confused, “What is that?”

“Fortuneteller stuff.” Ying Zijin stood up, looking nonchalant, “School’s over, I’m going to pick up Xiao Lan.”

“Wait wait wait.” Xiu Yu quickly began to pack his bag, “I’m going to pick up my brother, too.”

Ying Zijin nodded.

As she walked, she took out her cell phone, opened the APP, and forwarded Ying Yuexuan’s second Weibo post.

[@PleaseDoNotDisturbTheElderly:Thank you, sincerely.]

This forwarded post left netizens perplexed.

But they didn’t think too deeply about it and simply assumed it was two girls, both oppressed by Ying Luwei, banding together.

After their fill of gossip, they dispersed.

**

Two days later.

At noon, Elder Zhong gave Ying Zijin a phone call.

He first inquired about her health, then brought up a matter.

“Zijin, your mother…” Elder Zhong changed his wording, his tone much colder, “The Ying Family side is looking for you, do you want to see them?”

He had completely given up hope on the Ying Family’s side.

Of course, Ying Yuexuan was also someone he had watched grow up, and he couldn’t be too cold-blooded about it, preferring to avoid the situation.

“They’re looking for me?” Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly, “Hmm, I’ll see them.”

“Today, after you get out of school.” Elder Zhong frowned, “I think it’s better if you don’t meet them, don’t know what they’re up to now.”

They didn’t even acknowledge their own daughter, and he really didn’t know what to say.

“Grandfather, don’t worry.” Ying Zijin yawned, “If they provoke me, I’ll just beat them up.”

Elder Zhong: “…”

He had forgotten how high his granddaughter’s combat power was.

Bulky bodyguards could be overthrown, not to mention Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua.

Wait, why was he suddenly feeling excited?

“That works too.” Elder Zhong was still worried, “I’ll still go with you, having Grandfather there, they won’t dare to be too presumptuous.”

“No need.” Ying Zijin flatly refused, “If you get upset by them, that would be a loss not worth the gain.”

To prevent Elder Zhong from going on his own, she specifically sent a message to Fu Yunshen, asking him to have Old Master Fu go to the Zhong Family, keeping Elder Zhong busy playing chess.

After school, Ying Zijin went to the agreed-upon place by herself.

Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua were already waiting.

Seeing the girl arrive, Zhong Manhua was somewhat pleased, wanting to get closer to her, but withdrew her hand after Ying Zhenting gave her a glance.

Ying Zijin sat down opposite them, without any concern for appearances, her expression indifferent, “What’s the matter?”

Ying Zhenting frowned, feeling a subconscious displeasure.

His own daughter had been home for so long, and she hadn’t even called him Father.

“We’ve asked you to come, and it’s not for anything important.” Ying Zhenting’s tone was very formal, “It’s just to tell you that the sister your cousin stole and threw away is your sister, and it would be best if you didn’t talk nonsense online.”

Ying Zijin didn’t listen to this sentence; what she heard was a crisp sound.

“Crack.”

Something had completely broken off at that moment.

Cleanly scattered, leaving nothing behind.

Ying Zijin’s gaze softened, her body leaning against the soft chair.

She slowly raised her eyebrows, and even a faint smile hung in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

She rarely smiled, and when she did, the beauty was startling.

A fleeting enchantment made everything else around her lose its color.

But the next second, the girl’s smile faded away, even her facial contours turned icy cold.

Zhong Manhua’s heart suddenly tightened as if gripped by a large hand, leaving her struggling to breathe.

It was as if something was moving away from her, and this time, she could no longer grasp it.

Zhong Manhua panicked, subconsciously wanting to reach for Ying Zhenting, to stop him.

But Ying Zhenting had already made a move, pulling out a check and sliding it in front of the girl, “This is five million.”

“Be smart about it, otherwise, your mother and I will send you back.”