Chapter 12 Call Me Brother One More Time
Because of this trending topic, she received even more private messages, including ghost pictures.
The comments section under Ying Luwei's Weibo post has also shifted in direction—
【Luwei, please don't be fooled by your niece】
Some people, the nicer you are to them, the more they take advantage of you, so you can't spoil them, sisters, am I right?
[It was clearly he who pushed Luvi down the stairs.]
Ying Zijing not only showed no emotion, but also watched very seriously, and even picked up some new slang: "It's nothing."
She didn't care about the Ying family, and she cared even less about these people.
As long as you don't provoke her, things that are irrelevant to her have never had any effect on her.
"That won't do." Fu Yun smiled, his voice calm. "The child is so well-behaved and talented. I can't bear to see you being scolded like this."
Ying Zijing rubbed her ears and moved the phone away from her ear: "Can we make a deal? Can you please stop calling me 'little kid'?"
Tsk, that's a nice voice.
It seems to cure her morning grumpiness.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen slowed his tone. "There's a generation gap every three years. Your older brother is five years older than you. What else are you but a little kid?"
Ying Zijing paused, then raised an eyebrow: "Brother?"
Treating her like a child, yet wanting to be her older brother?
The girl's voice was originally a cool and aloof type, but because she had just woken up, it became softer and sweeter, creating a stark contrast that made it even more alluring, making one want to buy a cat.
Even Fu Yunshen was taken aback.
His peach blossom eyes narrowed: "Call me 'brother' again, let me hear it?"
"You had a wonderful dream."
"..."
Okay, the negotiations failed.
Fu Yunshen gave up.
Kids aren't so easily fooled.
Ying Zijing took a sip of water, and as she turned her head, her gaze swept down from the window.
Just then, I saw a woman get out of a Maserati outside the iron gate, helping an elderly man.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, a future event appeared before my eyes.
"I have something to take care of." Ying Zijin narrowed her phoenix eyes. "I'll treat you to dinner later, and bring you something while I'm at it."
"Okay, sure." Fu Yunshen lowered his voice, sounding lazy. "Brother is waiting for you to bring me medicine to cure my kidney deficiency..."
The call was immediately disconnected.
Ying Zijing put her phone into her pocket without any expression.
Call me "brother," what are your hobbies?
Just then, there was a loud knocking on the door.
"Second Miss, get up quickly, are you going to make Madam angry again?"
There was no response.
The butler's face darkened. He took out his key, intending to open the door and go inside, but before he could do so—
"Bang!"
The heavy door collapsed.
It smashed directly down on his head, just an inch away from the gourd.
Sunlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the dimly lit corridor.
The housekeeper was stunned, staring blankly at the girl standing against the light, his legs trembling unconsciously, and he almost lost control of his bladder and bowels.
Ying Zijing, hands in her pockets, said calmly, "It's time to change the door."
She only pushed her once, and she fell over.
What would you call this in the 21st century?
Oh, what a shoddy construction project.
The butler's legs were still trembling. He swallowed hard, trying to speak, but couldn't utter a sound.
The commotion upstairs naturally didn't escape Zhong Manhua's ears. She frowned, preparing to go upstairs to check herself, when the door of the old house opened.
A gentle female voice rang out, tinged with surprise.
"Sister-in-law, haven't you eaten yet?"
“Luwei?” Zhong Manhua turned around, genuinely stunned for a moment. “Mom, what brings you here too?”
Old Madam Ying, leaning on her cane, asked, "What? This old woman can't come?"
"Mom, that's not what I meant." Zhong Manhua's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped forward. "I just didn't expect you to come, so I didn't prepare anything."
Since giving birth to her second child, Madam Ying has moved out and is living with Ying Luwei in an apartment in the city center, only returning during holidays.
"There's nothing to prepare. I'll leave once I've taken care of things." Old Madam Ying was unmoved. "Call your daughter out."
They were so disliked that they didn't even want to mention their names.
Zhong Manhua guessed what was going on. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Mom, please sit down. I'll go right away."
“Sister-in-law, Mom hasn’t seen you in a long time, why don’t you keep her company?” Ying Luwei smiled. “Or I’ll go find Xiao Jin and apologize to her too.”
"Apologize?" To her surprise, this sentence enraged Old Madam Ying. She slammed her cane heavily on the floor and sneered, "Manhua, your daughter has really made something of herself. She did something wrong and still expects others to apologize to her."
"When did our Ying family become so unable to distinguish right from wrong?"
Zhong Manhua was so frustrated that she didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal.
"Wei'er, don't go." Old Madam Ying pressed down on Ying Luwei's hand, coldly saying, "What kind of logic is it for an elder to invite a junior?"
Zhong Manhua took a deep breath and raised her voice: "Ying Zijin!"
At the top of the stairs, the girl slowly turned around.
She looked up, glanced around the hall, seemingly unsurprised by this scene of three people interrogating her: "What is it?"
This nonchalant attitude infuriated Zhong Manhua: "You don't even greet people when you see them?"
"No." Old Madam Ying raised her hand, her tone indifferent. "I only have one granddaughter."
Her biological granddaughter is studying abroad in Europe; the adopted daughter is not her granddaughter.
Ying Zijing nodded slightly, casual yet graceful: "That's fine. I don't have the habit of casually recognizing relatives."
Old Madam Ying's cane trembled, and she almost choked.
Her intention was to embarrass the adopted daughter, but instead, she ended up being ridiculed.
Zhong Manhua's expression changed drastically, and she shouted angrily, "What did you say? How could you say such awful things?"
"Sister-in-law!" Ying Luwei was startled and quickly comforted her, "Sister-in-law, don't be so angry. Xiao Jin is just a child. Let's talk things out patiently."
"Speak patiently?" Zhong Manhua's eyes reddened with anger. "How rude! Apologize!"
Her biological daughter was indeed her nemesis, making her unable to hold her head high in front of her mother-in-law.
Ying Zijing raised her eyes, looking languid and unrefined: "Do I know you?"
This indifferent and dismissive attitude made Zhong Manhua even angrier: "Ying Zijin!"
"Alright." It was Old Madam Ying who spoke up. She said in a cold tone, "I'm not here today to see you discipline your daughter. Let her tell me why she pushed Wei'er off the stage at the banquet that day?"
With her eyes closed, she said, "Could it be that you think you can become the matriarch of the Jiang family without Wei'er?"
These words are utterly hurtful.
Zhong Manhua's expression changed drastically in an instant, and she said in a panic, "Mom, there's absolutely no such thing. Please don't believe the rumors."
“Yes, Mom,” Ying Luwei also chimed in, “Why are you taking this so seriously? Don’t you believe me?”
To clarify, there was no original owner of this body; it has always been the female lead. She was simply unconscious due to a severe injury, lacking consciousness and abilities. After waking up—
Ying Zijing: I'm afraid that if I break your legs, I'll have to call 120 (emergency services) for you.
Fu Yunshen: In a society governed by law, wait until your brother finds you a sack.
(End of this chapter)
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