Chapter 328 Jiang Moyuan Gets Beaten [2 Updates]
She looked up and stared directly at the girl.
The hall fell silent immediately, and even the teacher didn't speak.
Everyone at Qingzhi Middle School knows about the relationship between Ying Yuexuan and Ying Zijin.
One is a real heiress, the other a fake one; they were originally incomparable.
But no matter where, Ying Zijing always outshone Ying Yuexuan.
Learning, sports, art, and face.
Qingzhi has a rigorous academic atmosphere and pays more attention to learning and students' physical health. It has never held meaningless activities such as selecting school beauties and hunks, which students only talk about occasionally when they are relaxing.
Previously, Ying Yuexuan and Zhong Zhiwan were recognized as the three goddesses of Qingzhi.
But after Ying Zijing went to Class 19, the so-called three goddesses became a joke.
When it comes to looks, no one can rival her.
"I don't have time, and I don't want to." Ying Zijing put down the chalk and nodded to the teacher.
She ignored Ying Yuexuan and left the hall directly.
Xiu Yu and Jiang Ran naturally stood up as well and went out one after another.
The hall remained quiet, with more and more eyes focused on Ying Yuexuan.
She was just curious and didn't mean anything by it, but Ying Yuexuan felt embarrassed for the first time.
She asked in public because she was certain that Ying Zijing would accept the offer.
But Ying Zijing didn't. She simply said "I'm busy," effectively silencing Ying Zijing's question.
The girl next to her noticed her expression was off: "Xiao Xuan?"
"It's nothing." Ying Yuexuan stood up slowly. "It is indeed time for get out of class to end. Let's go back too."
**
Tonight, Zhong Manhua returned home with Ying Zhenting.
The reason she went out was to pick up Ying Zhenting.
Ying Zhenting has finished all his business in O Continent, and this time he will stay in Shanghai permanently.
Zhong Manhua was very happy, and the couple celebrated outside, so only Ying Yuexuan stayed at the old house yesterday.
Seeing that the butler and several servants were not there, Zhong Manhua asked curiously, "Xiaoxuan, have you seen your butler uncle?"
The housekeeper always lived at the Ying family's house and only went back to his own home on weekends.
Ying Yuexuan's hands were still a little cold. She whispered, "Brother fired him."
"Fired?" Zhong Manhua was taken aback. "Your older brother is back?"
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and recounted what had happened yesterday.
"What?" Ying Zhenting frowned. "How dare you take the master's things?"
He slammed his hand on the table and said coldly, "Tianlu did the right thing. This kind of traitor should be fired."
He didn't mention a word about the butler and the servants talking badly about Ying Zijin in private.
“Your dad is right.” Zhong Manhua, who always listened to Ying Zhenting, nodded. “Xiaoxuan, studying is more important. You don’t need to worry about this kind of thing.”
Ying Yuexuan's voice was even lower: "Dad, Mom, I understand."
"Xiaoxuan, weren't you participating in some competition?" Zhong Manhua remembered this and smiled. "How did it go? Any results?"
“Yes, I’ve already passed the qualifying rounds, and now it’s the semi-finals,” Ying Yuexuan said. “This is a global competition, and I’m ranked 786th globally.”
"That's amazing!" Zhong Manhua was delighted. "Mom will take you shopping for clothes this weekend."
Ying Yuexuan gripped the pen tightly, thanked them, and returned to her room.
A sense of confusion and fear suddenly welled up inside her.
She also knew that Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting valued her so much because she was outstanding enough to bring them honor.
Zhong Manhua was so excited to know that Ying Zijin was ranked 786th in the global rankings. What would her reaction be if she knew that Ying Zijin had qualified directly for the international competition?
Ying Yuexuan dared not think any further and could only force herself to start doing the problems.
**
at the same time.
The Jiang family's old residence.
After Ye Suhe came out of the Buddhist hall, she saw Jiang Moyuan sitting on the sofa, looking irritable and with tired blue eyes.
"What's wrong?" She walked over and sat down. "Is it because of Ying Zijing?"
Jiang Moyuan loosened his tie, his agitation growing even stronger.
If he hadn't sent Ying Zijing back to the Ying family and made her a living blood bank for Ying Luwei, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
"Alright, stop bothering me. Take this with you." Ye Suhe put a small sachet into Jiang Moyuan's shirt pocket. "Go see her tomorrow, and she'll agree to go with you."
"But she's still young. There are things she shouldn't do. You'd better understand that. Getting married a few years later isn't too late."
She helped Jiang Moyuan achieve his wish, but she didn't want him to become addicted to romance.
Jiang Moyuan frowned: "What is this?"
"A special spice that I bought from an ancient doctor." Ye Suhe added the tea leaves, speaking softly, "I cherish it; there's only a little left."
"Spices?" Jiang Moyuan frowned even more. "Harmful to the body? And what is ancient medicine?"
He had heard of traditional Chinese medicine, but not of ancient medicine.
"Don't worry, no," Ye Suhe said, brewing tea. "She'll just treat you like someone she likes for a short time."
Jiang Moyuan's expression changed: "Mom!"
“Little girl, she only likes a face.” Ye Suhe knew what he was thinking. “She can like Fu Yunshen today, and she can like you tomorrow.”
"It's no big deal to lie a little. Mom knows perfectly well that nothing will happen."
Just as Jiang Moyuan was about to say something, Ye Suhe picked up the tea set and went upstairs.
His expression shifted, but he still didn't take out the sachet.
**
It was also because of the Jiang family's actions that Jiang Ran paid attention to Ye Suhe again.
He told everything he knew.
“Father Ying, that vixen is very cunning.” Jiang Ran frowned. “When she came to the Jiang family, she was only 18 years old, while my mother was already 10.”
“My grandmother was always in poor health and died of illness. After that, that vixen became the matriarch of the Jiang family. Four years later, she gave birth to Jiang Moyuan.”
"Wait, wait, wait." Xiu Yu gestured for him to stop. "Wouldn't Grandpa Jiang have been over fifty by then?"
Jiang Ran scoffed at this point, "That's why I say my grandfather really has amazing stamina, it's disgusting."
Ying Zijin said calmly, "Things might not be that simple."
The struggles within a large family are never as simple as they appear on the surface.
It's just too much trouble. She can watch the show, but...
"Whatever it is, I've already told my mom." Jiang Ran sneered. "If they really dare to marry you, I'll have my dad send people to wipe out the Jiang family."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow.
She was well aware of the rules of the ancient martial arts world, which were tacitly agreed upon by the major ancient martial arts families.
Ancient martial artists have always been forbidden from participating in the struggles between various families and forces in the secular world.
After all, ancient martial arts practitioners are an overpowered bug. If ancient martial arts practitioners make a move, how can ordinary families survive?
Xiu Yu sighed, "Jiang Ran, it seems you really aren't his biological son."
Jiang Ran: "..."
As soon as the school bell rang, Ying Zijing packed her schoolbag and left the school gate.
Wen Fengmian set a rule for her: she had to be home before eight o'clock.
Xiu Yu had a car race, and Jiang Ran went to play basketball, so he didn't go with her.
Outside the school gate.
In the crowd, Jiang Moyuan saw the girl; she was alone.
His furrowed brows relaxed, and he stepped forward: "Xiao Jin."
No matter what, Ye Suhe would not lie to him.
He's a businessman, used to using any means necessary.
Ying Zijing stopped, glanced at him, and said nothing, but walked towards a small alley.
Jiang Moyuan was stunned for a moment, then an indescribable joy welled up in his heart, and he strode after him.
It's a dead end, with a garbage dump next to it, and hardly anyone comes here.
“Mr. Jiang, I think I said something to you too.” Ying Zijing turned around. “Don’t let me see you, otherwise, I’ll have to see you once—”
She raised her foot and kicked Jiang Moyuan directly in the stomach.
Caught off guard, Jiang Moyuan was kicked to the ground. A surge of intense pain rushed through him, and his face instantly turned pale.
The girl's voice was indifferent: "I'll hit you once."
One sentence tightened Jiang Moyuan's heart, making it hard to breathe: "You hate me that much? Because of Ying Luwei? I didn't protect you back then?"
“Mr. Jiang, don’t flatter yourself.” Ying Zijing squatted down, her tone calm. “My brother doesn’t like me fighting, so last time, I didn’t hit you. I didn’t want him to see it.”
"Brother?" Jiang Moyuan found it absurd. "You consider him your brother?"
That day, when he saw Fu Yunshen, he noticed a change in the way Fu Yunshen looked at Ying Zijing.
It's no longer the older brother looking at the younger sister, but the man looking at the woman.
After confirming that Jiang Moyuan could go to the hospital, Ying Zijing put down her hand and picked up her bag.
Just then, she smelled a faint fragrance.
It lingers faintly on the tip of the nose.
Ying Zijin lowered her head, her gaze returning to Jiang Moyuan.
Fu Yunshen: So obedient?
(End of this chapter)
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