She paused for a moment and then said:

"Let me make this clear first: I have neither ability nor money. If you come to me, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

When this topic came up, Ding Jiaojiao finally regained some confidence; her proud neck seemed to grow two inches longer, and her chin was held high.

"We just want to see if you're doing well, and if you need any help..."

"Yes, I'm short of money. Can you lend me some?"

Zuo Ling interrupted, reaching out to Ding Jiaojiao and making a gesture as if she were twisting banknotes.

She positioned herself as a savior right from the start; how could Zuo Ling let her off the hook?

Ding Jiaojiao was choked again.

Pei Nansheng chuckled, his stomach practically bursting from laughing.

This younger sister is so interesting; she never follows the rules and completely disrupts Ding Jiaojiao's rhythm.

Ding Jiaojiao gritted her teeth in hatred. As expected of someone raised in a petty family, so vulgar, so incredibly vulgar!

Who asks for money the moment they meet someone?

Zuo Ling's lips curled into a sarcastic smile:

"What? Didn't you come to help me? You're reluctant to part with the money? Then there's nothing more to say. Go back to where you belong. I'm all grown up now, and I have no interest in finding myself a father."

Having said that, he got up to leave.

Having finally met, Ding Jiaojiao wasn't about to let her leave so easily, so she stood up and grabbed Zuo Ling:

"Don't go yet, listen to me..."

"What, you're willing to pay? If you're willing to pay, we can talk; if you're not, we can't talk."

Zuo Ling has the face of a petty, low-class person.

An instruction seemed to come from the other end of the earpiece. After a slight pause, Ding Jiaojiao said:

"Sit down first, sit down. Money, we can talk about it."

Zuo Ling slowly sat down and asked Pei Nansheng:

"You're the Ding family's son, how much pocket money do they give you?"

Pei Nansheng pushed a plate of pastries toward Zuo Ling:

"The Ding family provides food and lodging, four sets of clothes per season, and a monthly allowance of 5,000. There are red envelopes during festivals, with varying amounts, ranging from a few thousand to ten or twenty thousand. If you make a good contribution on a mission, you will be rewarded more. The biggest reward I ever received was 100,000. But it is very dangerous; you can lose your life if you are not careful."

Zuo Ling made an incredibly exaggerated expression:

"You, the son of the Ding family, only get a stipend of 5,000 yuan! The Ding family isn't much, they don't have any power. You're willing to risk your life for 100,000 yuan? You think you're getting a bad deal as a father? Never thought about getting out into the world?"

One asked a detailed question, and the other answered seriously:

"I've thought about it, but the Ding family won't release you. I envy you; you can be free."

Zuo Ling's expression became even more exaggerated:

"Envious of me? Is the Ding family a den of wolves? That makes you so eager to leave. Oh my god, then I should really think about whether I should acknowledge him as my father."

"..."

The two of them went back and forth, ignoring Ding Jiaojiao completely.

Ding Jiaojiao's face was contorted with anger, which also infuriated the person on the other end of the phone.

Ding Jiaojiao took a jewelry box out of her handbag and pushed it towards Zuo Ling:

"Your father gave it to you."

Zuo Ling's eyes narrowed; she knew what was inside—a necklace made from a cyan energy crystal.

In her past life, filled with longing for family and kinship, she solemnly took out the necklace. The energy crystal on the necklace quickly entered her palm as soon as it touched her hand.

Although she didn't immediately awaken her supernatural ability space, she let the Ding family know that she could awaken supernatural abilities and that she was a highly talented supernatural being.

The same scene repeated itself, and Zuo Ling, filled with disgust, pushed the jewelry box back.

"I don't like these things, take them back."

When Zuo Ling didn't take the bait, Ding Jiaojiao disregarded everything else, took out the necklace, and forced it on Zuo Ling.

He consciously pressed one side of the energy crystal onto his left palm, staring intently at the energy crystal.

To her disappointment, the energy crystal remained completely still.

Pei Nansheng's eyes widened in surprise, and his probing gaze swept over Zuo Ling's face several times.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he took a sip of tea.

Suppressing the chill in her heart, Zuo Ling picked up the necklace with two fingers, examined it against the sunlight for a long time, then her expression changed instantly, and she slammed the necklace down on Ding Jiaojiao:

"What a good father! He gave birth to me but didn't raise me, and now he's giving me a broken crystal necklace to appease a beggar."

Before coming here, she applied baking soda to her hands, so it was impossible for any phenomena from her past life to occur.

He got up and left.

"No, don't go yet." Ding Jiaojiao grabbed Zuo Ling again.

The absence of any unusual phenomena does not mean that Zuo Ling cannot awaken her supernatural abilities.

Crystals with low energy will only cause unusual phenomena in those with high supernatural talents.

This only proves that Zuo Ling's supernatural talent is not high.

For such offspring, the family will use high-level energy crystals or take special measures to awaken them.

These types of superhumans typically have limited growth potential.

Ding Jiaojiao, however, could not awaken her supernatural abilities even with special methods.

Finally, the most brutal method was used: plunder!

Remembering her past life, Zuo Ling's eyes turned frighteningly cold, causing Ding Jiaojiao to subconsciously let go.

Pei Nansheng was also startled by the sudden burst of coldness from Zuo Ling.

He had killed people, and he knew that was the look in someone's eyes that could kill.

His gaze darkened. He was very curious as to why Zuo Ling, who had never met any of the Ding family members, harbored such intense killing intent towards Ding Jiaojiao.

Realizing she had lost her composure, Zuo Ling calmed herself down, said no more, and strode away.

As she left the tea bar, she heard the crashing sound of shattered cups and plates behind her. Zuo Ling sneered.

That's when they get angry; they'll take your life, and that's just around the corner.

Ding Jiaojiao was furious with Zuo Ling. Ignoring Pei Nansheng's presence, she said angrily into the phone:

“Grandpa, you heard it all. Zuo Ling is just a lowly, vulgar woman who comes up to you asking for money. She’s so crude.”

Pei Nansheng curled his lips and took a sip of tea as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Is the Ding family short of money? Give it to her, she has to go back to the Ding family."

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