Editor: Henyee Translations
Since the day of the Weibo incident, Zhong Manhua had been crushed by guilt.
She had accused Ying Zijin of seducing Jiang Moyuan without fully investigating the facts, which was her fault.
But as an elder, she had absolutely no reason to apologize to her junior.
Therefore, Zhong Manhua thought of making it up in other ways; she even planned to cancel a company appointment to go shopping for new clothes with Ying Zijin.
However, Ying Zijin disappeared for four days without so much as a word, leaving her hanging.
Which Young Lady of any family would show such attitude to her parents?
Zhong Manhua was seething with anger.
Another Noble Lady on the sofa glanced over, her fleeting look one of disinterest before she shifted her attention away.
Zhong Manhua certainly noticed and clenched her fingers, saying coldly, “You go out and wait first.”
“I always had one question,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, her tone indifferent, “Why you could ever be a mother.”
“…”
There was a brief silence in the living room before the Noble Lady couldn’t help but take another look at the girl.
That look turned to a moment of surprise because of the girl’s face.
But that was it, the rest was all scrutiny.
Zhong Manhua never expected to hear such a statement and her eyes reddened with fury, “What did you say?!”
The girl, however, didn’t pay any more attention. With a “I’m already being polite by not hitting you” look of indifference, she carried her book upstairs.
“You…” Zhong Manhua was so furious she was stuck, unable to let it out or swallow her anger.
She held her chest, feeling suffocated.
It was the same again, losing face in front of others. She was certain this girl was sent to torment her.
She really was beyond her control!
But the honored guest was still present, and Zhong Manhua could not afford to lose her composure. She quickly regained her calm and forced a smile, “I apologize for this embarrassing display, Madam Mu.”
“Is that the girl your Ying Family adopted a year ago?” Madam Mu frowned, “Manhua, what were you thinking, causing such hassle for your biological daughter?”
Moreover, adopting one that looks like her.
Even though that face, none of the socialites and rich ladies of the capital could compare.
But no matter how good, she’s still a fake.
Zhong Manhua did not offer any explanation, “When people reach middle age, they often think about doing good deeds.”
At that moment, she felt relieved that outsiders were unaware Ying Zijin was her biological daughter.
“Good deeds should be discerning, some people are not worth your charity,” Madam Mu took a sip of her tea, “And you’ve been too indulgent with her. How dare she speak to you this way?”
In the world of wealthy families, even illegitimate children often couldn’t show their faces, but at least there was a blood relation, a Foster Daughter?
Tsk.
Madam Mu shook her head and continued, “If you ask me, you can’t spoil one that’s not your own. Spoil her, and one day she might create a big mess. How will you handle that?”
“Don’t mind her.” Zhong Manhua smiled, “Rest assured, I have already contacted the Zhong Family. Once Chen Zhou arrives, we can move there, there won’t be any problem.”
The Zhong Family was also one of the Four major noble families in Shanghai City, with a solid foundation.
“I trust your actions.” Madam Mu indeed did not mention it again, “Manhua, actually I wasn’t planning to come personally this time. But Elder Mu, for some reason, wanted to stay a few more days in Shanghai City.”
“It’s been chaotic back home. I followed here to pick up the elder and took the opportunity to visit you as well,” she added.
Zhong Manhua was surprised, “Elder Mu has come to Shanghai City?”
The name Mu Heqing was known throughout not just the capital Shanghai City but across the whole Hua Country.
The Mu family came from a General’s Background, and in his youth, Mu Heqing had been on real battlefields.
Even after decades of retirement, his prestige had not diminished in the slightest.
“The old master spent his life in the military, accustomed to fighting and killing, and even in his old age, he couldn’t settle down,” Madam Mu sighed. “So when he heard that a rare antique had appeared in Shanghai City, he hurried over.”
Zhong Manhua nodded, “No wonder, I heard a while ago that Elder Mu had gone to O Continent personally for a piece of Yuan dynasty blue and white Ghost Valley.”
“Exactly,” Madam Mu said. “It’s just that the old master has a bad heart, and this time he came out without bringing a doctor. It would be terrible if he fell ill.”
“I can understand, our family’s Old Madam also has poor health, and we have to be careful when she goes out.”
“Yes, fortunately, the old master encountered a divine physician in Shanghai City, otherwise, he might really have been in serious trouble.”
Madam Mu was immensely relieved.
If Mu Heqing had gone, the loss to the Mu family would have been too great.
Moreover, the heir of the Mu family had not yet been determined, and it was Mu Heqing who had the final say.
“A divine physician?” Zhong Manhua was taken aback. “May I ask who it is?”
Could it be that some new figure had emerged in Shanghai City?
How had she not heard of it?
“The old master didn’t say,” Madam Mu took a sip of tea. “But I guess even if he did, we wouldn’t know them. It’s only from what Mu Cheng said that this divine physician’s medical skills are even better than the youngest of the Meng Family…”
She gestured with her hand and paused, “Higher.”
Zhong Manhua was surprised, “That miraculous?”
“Haven’t met them, so no one knows for sure,” Madam Mu put down her teacup and stood up. “Manhua, I’ll be leaving first. Connect with me by phone if you need anything.”
Zhong Manhua also stood up and saw her out.
After Madam Mu had left, the butler came in from the yard: “Madam, I apologize, I couldn’t stop the Second Miss.”
“It’s not your fault.” Zhong Manhua’s expression cooled down again. “In the future, don’t bother with her. Let her do as she pleases. Sooner or later, she’s going to regret it.”
“When she causes trouble, it will still be the Ying Family who has to clean up the mess for her.”
If she weren’t her biological daughter, she wouldn’t have bothered to make an effort to prepare a room for her.
Despite the long time spent training her, she hadn’t turned out to be one of the socialites and rich ladies.
The butler hesitated for a while, not mentioning the word he had seen earlier on the box.
Maybe he had seen it wrong, or it could simply be a coincidence.
After all, the Second Miss had only been in Shanghai City for a year, having lived in Qingshui County all her life before that. In such a small place, it was impossible to have contact with higher circles.
Zhong Manhua massaged her temples, calming down her anger, then instructed indifferently, “Send someone to inquire about the divine physician mentioned by Madam Mu, and, if possible, invite them to see Old Madam about her chronic headaches.”
She paused, then added, “Money is no object, be sure to show respect.”
The butler understood and withdrew.
*
Third floor.
Ying Zijin had arranged the box of children’s books on the shelf and sat down in front of the computer.
She expertly powered on the mainframe, leaned back in her chair, and started watching the web series she hadn’t finished the other day.
This new type of retirement life suited her just right.
No need for fighting and killing, nor so many troubles, she wasn’t planning on letting those people know she was back—for the time being.
After all, she indeed had quite a few enemies.
She had plenty of free time to study the new technologies of the 21st century, which were all quite interesting.
After finishing a cup of milk tea, Ying Zijin went to grab another.
“Beep!”
Suddenly, the computer emitted a sound, then the screen froze on the image of the female lead in the drama kicking the male lead into a pond and laughing uproariously with her hands on her hips.
Ying Zijin looked up, eyes narrowing slightly as she stared at the now darkened computer screen.