Chapter 21 A Box of Children's Books
Fireworks burst outside the window, their light scattering and illuminating his handsome features.
Her slightly curved peach blossom eyes seemed to hold the entire galaxy, deep and captivating.
Ying Zijing stared at him for a while before slowly pulling a tissue from her pocket and handing it to him, saying, "...Sorry."
Fu Yunshen did not answer.
"It's alright." He bent down and patted the girl's head gently, just like last time, as if teasing a kitten, with a smile on his lips. "Brother doesn't mind."
The child is still very well-behaved.
Ying Zijin, however, seemed lost in thought.
Until a slender hand waved in front of her eyes and then lightly tapped her forehead with a finger.
A soft laugh came from above.
What are you thinking about?
"It's nothing." Ying Zijin came back to her senses, rolled up her sleeves, poured the flour into the bowl, and added some water.
She was just thinking about what to give Fu Yunshen.
A cat or a dog can satisfy his love of petting his head.
Otherwise, if this continues, she might really go bald.
After that, the two didn't chat anymore; one boiled water while the other chopped vegetables, and they got along quite well.
In the living room, Wen Fengmian was chatting and laughing with Wen Tinglan, enjoying a pleasant time together.
Ying Zijing's gaze lingered.
She has few memories of her childhood; she was already living in the Wen family when she was old enough to remember things.
Wen Fengmian was extremely busy taking care of two children.
When Wen Tinglan was five years old, she suffered a great trauma, which made things even worse for the Wen family.
While studying, she would also go out to find odd jobs, but the family of three could barely make ends meet and barely have enough to eat.
No wonder Wen Fengmian advised her to leave when the Ying family came looking for her, because the Ying family could offer her better resources.
But from beginning to end, Wen Fengmian never thought about himself.
Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes.
She will protect them.
**
Two days later.
The weather is warming up, the sun is shining brightly, and the temperature has climbed to 20 degrees Celsius, making the snow from a few days ago seem like just an illusion.
The girl was wearing a black hoodie, looking casual and relaxed. She had one hand in her pocket and held an ice cream cone in the other.
The boy following behind her was carrying two cups of milk tea, and he looked somewhat helpless: "Sis, when did you start liking sweets?"
Ying Zijing finished the ice cream cone in a few bites: "Life is too bitter, I need something sweet."
The food in the 21st century is pretty good; at least there's some fun to be had.
Wen Tinglan misunderstood those words. He paused for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Sister, aren't you living with us?"
"Not for now." Ying Zijin nodded. "I still have some things to take care of. You can stay here without worry."
After dinner that day, she told Wen Fengmian about taking them to Shanghai. At first, he didn't agree, afraid of causing her trouble, but he eventually agreed.
She spent four million to buy an 80-square-meter apartment in the inner and outer ring roads, furnished it, and settled Wen Fengmian in.
When Wen Fengmian came to Shanghai, Wen Tinglan naturally decided to transfer to Qingzhi School.
He received Qingzhi's invitation a long time ago, but he had never accepted it.
As for the Ying family...
Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes.
Her divination abilities haven't recovered, but in the art of divination, everything still has a cause and effect.
The karmic ties between her and the Ying family have not been completely severed, so she cannot leave for the time being.
Moreover, in observing the future, she discovered something crucial.
It's related to the Ying family, but the connection is vague.
With the Winners, the investigation can be carried out more effectively.
Wen Tinglan frowned: "But those people..."
He could hardly imagine how much suffering his sister had endured in the Ying family, to the point that she now needed to eat sweets to relieve her pain.
"Don't worry," Ying Zijing said casually, "It's nothing, just a beating."
She's always been too lazy to talk about things if she can do them with her hands; talking is much more tiring than fighting.
Wen Tinglan: "..."
He didn't believe it at first.
But just yesterday, he watched as his sister kicked someone who was trying to harass her so hard that he couldn't get up.
The boy lowered his eyes and clenched his fists.
He vowed that the Ying family would get their comeuppance.
"I'm leaving." The girl said, biting her straw and drinking her milk tea. "I'll take you home."
**
The winner.
The butler frowned as he watched several servants carry in several boxes from outside the main gate and asked, "What's this?"
One of the servants wiped his brow and said, "It's a package from the second young lady."
"The Second Miss's package?" The butler frowned even more deeply. "What didn't Madam prepare for her? What else does she need to buy?"
All they do is cause trouble all day long.
"Put it in the courtyard," the butler instructed. "Madam is receiving guests and cannot be disturbed."
The servants put the box down, and as the butler stepped forward to unpack it, he inadvertently noticed a word printed in cursive script on the box—
STAR
It's golden, but very light.
The butler paused, leaning closer to get a better look, when footsteps stopped beside him.
A sudden chill swept through him, making him shiver.
When I looked up, I froze.
The girl just looked at him, her gaze indifferent.
"Second Miss..." The butler hurriedly stepped back, not daring to be disrespectful, "Your, your things have arrived."
His legs went weak, unable to withstand the pressure, and he knelt down with a thud, not daring to lift his head: "I...I'm sorry, I didn't ask for your permission..."
Ying Zijing ignored her. She half-squatted down and, without taking out the scissors, simply used her hands to tear it apart.
Fu Yunshen left the next day, saying before he left that he had bought some books for her and would deliver them to the Ying family.
So that's it.
Ying Zijin was quite interested before opening it.
Upon opening it, she saw a box full of children's books: "..."
As if she had calculated that she would receive the package at this exact time, her WeChat buzzed with a "ding".
[Little one, did you receive it?]
Before she could reply, another message came from the other end.
"These were carefully selected by your brother; they have items from various countries, enough to keep you entertained for a long time."
Ying Zijin pressed her head down.
Who wants to read children's books?
She typed four words without any expression.
Thank you.
They replied very quickly.
You're welcome. Remember to treat your brother to a few more meals.
Ying Zijing didn't want to go back; she really wanted to smack him with this box of children's books.
The servants stood by, their expressions turning disdainful upon seeing the contents of the box.
This adopted second young lady is indeed no match for the eldest young lady; it's evident even in the books she reads.
The eldest daughter was already reading English novels when she was in her first year of high school, unlike the second daughter who is still reading fairy tales at her age.
They're definitely from a small town; they probably don't even know as many English words as they do.
Ying Zijin closed the box and accepted it, using it as bedtime reading to barely calm her nerves.
She didn't ask for help; she carried the books herself and went inside.
"Second Miss, you cannot go in now." Seeing this, the butler hurriedly intervened, "Madam is currently..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door opened.
On the sofa in the living room, Zhong Manhua was smiling and talking to her guests, looking very happy.
The sound of the door opening interrupted what she was about to say.
Zhong Manhua frowned, and after looking over, the smile on her face vanished instantly: "Why are you back at this time?"
To be honest, there are many parents in reality who are far more disgusting than Zhong Manhua.
Don't keep looking at her, look at the kind and beautiful Father Wen instead.
(End of this chapter)
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