The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 180: 174 Mu Heqing: I’m here to pick up Xiao Ying [1 update]

Ying Zhenting didn’t feel there was anything wrong with what he had done.

In his opinion, children should listen to their parents.

If he, as a father, couldn’t even control his daughter, that would be a dereliction of duty.

Five million was quite a lot, Ying Zijin hadn’t seen that much money in her year with the Ying Family.

If it weren’t for the sake of Ying Corporation, he wouldn’t have taken it out.

Where else are there parents who beg their children?

Zhong Manhua was assertive, but Ying Zhenting was even more domineering.

She had always been in charge of domestic matters, but now that Ying Zhenting had spoken, she didn’t have the heart to stop him and couldn’t let Ying Zhenting lose face.

“No need,” Ying Zijin stood up, not even glancing at the check, her expression indifferent, “I’m leaving now. No need to see me out.”

“…”

Just six words quieted the entire private room.

Zhong Manhua’s ears buzzed, astonished, “Zijin, what did you say?”

“You think it’s too little?” Ying Zhenting frowned deeply, his voice growing cold, “In the Ying Family, you should have corrected those greedy little habits of yours.”

Ying Zijin ignored him and looked toward Zhong Manhua, “It seems you haven’t told him.”

Zhong Manhua’s body shook, and her complexion turned paler bit by bit.

Ying Zhenting keenly sensed something was amiss, but all he wanted now was to establish an elder’s authority, his expression even colder, “That’s your mother. Are you not even calling her mom anymore?”

“Madam Ying, Mr. Ying, you really are something,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “I don’t like to talk. This must be the longest speech I’ve given in my life.”

“I never wanted to return to the Ying Family. It was you who, against my will, threatened my father and brother, forcibly transferred my household registration, and took away my ID card.”

“It was also you who made me donate blood to Ying Luwei, used me as a living blood bank, without ever considering that extracting blood from a person too many times could be fatal.”

If she hadn’t woken up in time, she really would have died.

The girl spoke lightly, as if these matters had nothing to do with her, her detachment like that of a heartless stone.

“At a banquet last summer, Madam Ying, to keep me from embarrassing her, specifically sent me a glass of juice laced with sleeping pills.”

Zhong Manhua’s mind went blank, all strength drained from her body.

She stared blankly at the girl, her lips quivering slightly, “How did you know, I clearly…”

She had clearly washed the glass clean and eliminated any other traces.

Moreover, she had specifically consulted the family doctor about the dosage, which would definitely not harm the body but only cause someone to sleep for a while.

Having these things laid bare like this was more than she could bear.

Ying Zhenting wasn’t aware of this incident; he was on a business trip at the time.

He did know about that banquet, which was held by a Shanghai City family clan. Although they were not as prominent as the Four major noble families, they were still a major clan.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Looking at Zhong Manhua’s ghastly pale face, Ying Zhenting scolded, “Your mother did that for your own good. If you had learned proper etiquette, wouldn’t she have let you go?”

“That’s all I have to say,” Ying Zijin yawned, turned her head, and smiled faintly, “Having parents like you, I only feel nauseous.”

“And please remember, my Ying is not your Ying.”

She was originally surnamed Ying, and had nothing to do with the Ying Family.

Furthermore, her name was not only given by Wen Fengmian, her best friend had also named her.

She won’t give it away.

“Good, very good.” Elderly dignity seriously provoked, Ying Zhenting laughed in anger, “Then I’d really like to see how you’ll live without the Ying Family!”

“Since you want to leave, then leave behind the bank cards the Ying Family gave you and the clothes your mother bought for you.”

Finally, Ying Zijin looked at him, “You gave me a card?”

Zhong Manhua felt even more embarrassed, whispering, “Zhenting, I forgot to buy clothes, they, they are all leftovers from Xiao Xuan.”

As if slapped publicly, Ying Zhenting’s face stiffened.

Zhong Manhua pursed her lips, for the first time speaking kindly and persuasively, “Zijin, don’t be willful. Mom has said, your treatment in the Ying Family won’t be bad. Where else could you go back to?”

“Back to Qingshui County? That place is poor and backward, plus your foster father is so ill, how could he afford your education? Listen to your dad and come back home.”

Once the cause was severed, nothing remained.

Ying Zijin pushed back her chair and walked out.

Zhong Manhua was anxious and angry, feeling humiliated, and stood up to chase after her.

“Let her go,” Ying Zhenting blocked her, “It’s just a tantrum from running away from home. When she has no financial support, she’ll come back.”

“Zhenting, there’s something I haven’t told you,” Zhong Manhua spoke even lower, “Zijin… she already moved out three months ago, and I haven’t given her any money.”

Ying Zhenting’s brow furrowed, “Why didn’t you tell me this kind of thing earlier?”

“I…”

“Enough, stop talking.” Ying Zhenting stood up, strode out, and caught up with the girl.

But before he could say anything to retain her.

“Crack—”

With a jarring noise, a glossy black Maybach pulled up at the entrance of the café.

The passenger side window rolled down.

Mu Heqing beckoned, “Xiao Ying, get in.”

Ying Zijin paused, then opened the rear door of the car and got in.

Mu Heqing’s smile faded away as he turned his head, “Mu Cheng.”

Mu Cheng nodded in understanding and got out of the car.

He was holding a check for thirty million in his hand and passed it over to Ying Zhenting very politely, his words laced with irony, “Please make sure Mr. Ying keeps his promise and never seek out Miss Ying again.”

“If you don’t want her, we do.”

“Thirty million to sever all ties of affection between you and Miss Ying, no regrets.”

After throwing the check, Mu Cheng got back into the driver’s seat.

The Maybach started again, and Ying Zhenting was blasted with a face full of exhaust, causing him to start coughing.

“Zhenting!” Zhong Manhua hurried out after him, “Where is Zijin?”

Ying Zhenting’s complexion was terrible: “She’s gone.”

Zhong Manhua saw the check for thirty million: “Zhenting, what is this…?”

Without even looking, Ying Zhenting tore up the check, obviously not noticing the “Mu” character on it.

He was feeling frustrated and stifled inside.

His five million seemed like a joke in the face of this check.

“Zhenting, what do we do now?” Zhong Manhua was panicking, “Zijin really left, I thought she was just throwing a tantrum, that’s why I didn’t tell you, now…”

“We do nothing,” responded Ying Zhenting coldly, “Her backup plan is Fu Yunshen, but what kind of person is he? A playboy, how faithful can he be?”

“Besides, Old Master Fu won’t live much longer. Once Old Master Fu is gone, will the Fu Family still hold ground for Fu Yunshen? She will come back eventually.”

Zhong Manhua swallowed the words she was about to say.

She had only seen the back of the black Maybach, but she did catch the license plate number.

It was from the capital.

She heard from Madam Mu that in the capital, only Mu Heqing drove a black Maybach with the first two digits of the license plate being 00.

Could it be…

No sooner had this thought arisen than Zhong Manhua dismissed it.

Even the people of the Mu family could not meet Mu Heqing, so how could Ying Zijin?

Zhong Manhua shook her head.

It was just too absurd.

**

In the Maybach.

“Xiao Ying, Yunshen told me, and I’ve already helped you to move your household registration out of the Ying Family,” said Mu Heqing, turning his head, obviously not too pleased, “Why didn’t you mention this earlier?”

Ying Zijin, leaning on her hand, raised an eyebrow at his words, “Please understand, Elder Mu, I have a bad memory.”

Mu Heqing looked at her incredulously, “You saying I have a bad memory, sure, but at least you’re finally unaffiliated with the Ying’s. Xiao Ying, do you want to come to the capital with me?”

“Oh, no thanks.”

“…”

Mu Cheng secretly broke out in a sweat.

He couldn’t recall how many times their master had been rejected, and always by the same person.

Who else in the entire capital dared to do so?

“Sigh, it seems even an old man like me doesn’t have enough charm,” Mu Heqing sighed, a hint of sorrow in his voice, “Nevermind, I won’t force you. Just remember, if you ever decide to come to the capital, be sure to visit the Mu Family.”

“I will.” Ying Zijin took out a brocade bag from her school uniform pocket and handed it to the front seat.

“What’s this?”

“For protecting the heart.”

With great care, Mu Heqing placed the brocade bag into the upper left pocket of his jacket, patting it, “I feel fifty years younger, like I could go back into battle.”

“You’d best not,” Ying Zijin yawned heartlessly, “If you get shot again and need a new heart, you’d be done for.”

Mu Heqing wasn’t offended, he was actually in a good mood, “Mu Cheng, did you hear that? Xiao Ying cares about me.”

Mu Cheng thought to himself, all those younger generations of the Mu family who try to meet you and bring you tonics get no reaction, yet a retort from Miss Ying satisfies you.

“Xiao Ying, I have something to attend to in the capital, I’m taking the flight tonight,” said Mu Heqing as he had the car stopped in front of the Wen Family’s residential complex, “If you need anything, just contact me directly.”

After a pause, he huffed, “I don’t want to see that damn brat at all, so when you come to the capital, don’t bring him along.”

Ying Zijin got out of the car, nodding her head in thanks.

Once the girl had left, Mu Cheng asked, “Master, what about the Ying Family?”

Mu Heqing replied dispassionately, “Xiao Ying doesn’t want to deal with them, because after all, they are her parents, but I can’t stand by and do nothing. You take action when you see fit.”

Mu Cheng nodded, “Understood, Master.”

**

The following day.

Ying Zhenting flew back to O Continent to continue with his business, while Zhong Manhua paid a visit to the Zhong Family.

Old Master Zhong disliked her, so she came when he was not at home.

“Sister-in-law,” Zhong Manhua stopped Lady Zhong, “Where’s Chen Zhou?”

If the Mu family had sent their young master to their side, it was because they valued the Ying Family.